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“Yes,” I groaned. “Fuck, fuck, god, yes—”
My moans were cut off by Quinn’s fingers rubbing against my clit. My body was so hot all over. Sweat dripped down my back. My nipples hard and begging for attention. The ropes pulled at my skin, reminding me just how bound and useless I was. The shaking in my legs intensified because of what was happening between them.
“That’s right,” Gale cooed in my ear. “Show everyone what a depraved slut you are. You’re going to come again, aren’t you?”
“She is,” Quinn said. “Look at how fucking soaked her pussy is. Look at how it sucks us in.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. Not when they started to pull back only to force the dildos right back into me. Not when Quinn’s lips came down to suck my nipple into her mouth.
Tears slipped from my eyes, and sobs ripped from my chest.
They were pulling another orgasm from me, slowly and painfully, but I couldn’t stop it. They were in complete control of it.
A scream was ripped from me as I came again. Quinn’s eyes watched me intently as I came undone, never wavering. It was her steady hand on my clit that guided me through my orgasm. The same hands that had killed so many. The same hands that had pried open my husband and stuffed rocks in him.
They were filthy. Stained with horrors I couldn’t even comprehend.
But it made them—andher—all that more addicting.
* * *
I had faith it was going to happen.
I knew Quinn wouldn’t just up and leave me here.
But that didn’t stop the nerves from fucking eating me alive.
Nerves up my spine, causing me to continuously look through my shoulder and jump at any small sound. The feeling was all too similar to when I was fleeing for my life for thefirsttime.
But this time, I wasn’t just running to save myself.
I was running because I had killed a man. KilledRussell.And no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t feel an ounce of guilt.
Sure, I had panicked. xi, I had been scared shitless at what was going to happen to me afterward.
ButI was so happy I put him in his fucking place. Paid him back for all the things he had the audacity to do to me. And to watch him humiliate himself as he struggled for air, that was even sweeter than I could have ever imagined.
“Yates,” Ryan called, his voice cutting through my thoughts like a razor blade.
My head snapped over to the man. My job that day had been to stand watch in the backyard as the children and mother were chasing after the fireflies.
There was a slight chill in the air, but not enough to seep through the thick suit I wore.
Ryan’s gaze shifted from mine to the family, then back to me. His hands clenched at his sides, and there was a nervous quirk to his lips.
Panic shot through me. Even though we had hidden the body and Quinn had assured me it was taken care of, I couldn’t help my mind from spiraling.
What if he knew? What if somehow the news broke and my cover was blown?
“Mr. Bennett wants to see you,” he said after a moment of silence.
Relief ballooned inside me.Of course, it was something as simple as that.
As freeing as it had felt to kill him, there were still so many real-life consequences that were just lurking in the shadows, waiting for one of us to fuck up.
I had been connected to Russell not just through my past with him, but that fucker had literally shown up at my house while it was being monitored by government agents.
“Oh, that’s all?” I asked and rolled my shoulders. “Your expression told me I should worry about it.”
