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Ralph chuckles, then drags my panties all the way off me, snatches them up, walks over towards Zedd. “Open up,” Ralph says, crumpling my panties and trying to shove them into Zedd’s mouth. But Zedd lunges his head forward, snapping his jaws like an angry sea-monster. Ralph backs away, then punches Zedd on the chin, stunning him long enough to shove my panties into his gasping bloody mouth, stuffing them deep, then stepping back and grinning. “That’s better. Now shut the fuck up and enjoy the last few minutes of your life. Breathe deep, Zedd. That’s the last whiff you’re going to get of that pussy. Because it’s mine now.”
He slaps Zedd on the cheek, then strides towards the bed again, his cock bouncing as he clambers onto the mattress, gets on his knees and grabs my ankles, yanks hard so I’m suddenly flat on my back, legs spread wide, pussy spread even wider.
Now the panic rises up my throat, cutting off my airways so I can’t even breathe. Everything is spinning downwards as dread rises in my heart, like I’ve messed this whole thing up, like I’m a dumb stupid idiot, some head-in-the-clouds moron who thinks the whole world is a fairy-tale, that love can defeat logic, that sex can overrule science, that my pussy has some magical power, like my man can somehow break through his bonds like a fucking superhero and save me before . . . before . . .
And suddenly I’m sobbing uncontrollably as the reality sinks in that it’s over, that I’m about to be fucked and then killed, that Zedd is already as good as dead, that I killed him with my stupidity, I killed us both by being an idiot, that I should have let him come here alone, should have let him bust out of that closet earlier when he had the chance, should have pressed that transmitter button . . .
Now I’m fighting, kicking out and trying to get away from under Ralph, clawing at his face and swinging my fists wildly as Zedd’s muffled roars of anguish and anger torment me.
My vision goes in and out as I struggle, but Ralph is too strong, and now I feel his hand go around my throat, feel his cockhead press against my slit, feel the world coming to an end as darkness sets in, darkness takes over, darkness enters me, starts to claim me, starts to conquer me.
But as my vision flickers in and out from Ralph’s hand choking my throat, I see movement somewhere in the shadowy fringes of my fading vision. I’m not sure what’s happening, but my mind is spinning up vivid images of Zedd, of him breathing heavy and hard, inhaling the potent musk of my panties, the magic potion of my pussy giving him the superpowers he needs to stop this, my choking gasps for help pulling Zedd over the edge past insanity to invincibility, yanking us both from the coldness of death into the heat of our forever.
And before I pass out, for one wild moment I see Zedd’s bloody face looming behind Ralph, see his arm sliding around Ralph’s neck, feel the weight of Ralph’s body getting yanked off my flesh, sense his vile cockhead wrenched back from my entrance just before it breaches my borders, violates my valley, slides into my sex.
18
ZEDD
The scent of her sex overwhelms me like a drug as I inhale the musk of her panties, swallow her secret syrup like it’s a magic potion. My vision is blood-red from the uncontrollable rage ripping through my flesh from the sight of Ralph Romero’s cock pressing against my Amelia’s pussy, his body holding hers down, his hand choking the life out of her big brown eyes which are fading to darkness.
And it’s the darkness that powers me with a violence beyond reason, summoning strength that I know comes from outside my body, like the intensity of my protective rage is pushing my muscles beyond the laws of physics, ripping through rope like it’s spaghetti, breaking through the hardwood chair-frame like it’s cardboard, launching my body through the air like I have wings, somehow getting to Ralph Romero just before his throbbing cock enters territory that is mine.
“Mine!” I snarl in his ear as my arm closes around his neck and I drag him off Amelia. He tries to fight, kicking and punching as I crush his throat in the crook of my elbow, lifting him clean off the ground.
His naked body thrashes as I tighten the chokehold.
Then I place my other palm across Ralph’s chin and mouth andwrenchhis head in the opposite direction.
His neck breaks with a meatycrack.
“Mine,” I whisper again against Ralph’s lifeless head before dropping his naked body to the floorboards like a limp ragdoll, his rapidly deflating cock releasing his life-force into the ether, signaling my dominance, securing my place as the alpha, claiming once and for all the only prize any hero ever quested for, ever yearned for, ever killed for, ever died for.
“Mine,” I snarl for the third time, staggering over towards the bed, my mind a swirling mass of raw desire.
Amelia stares up at me from the bed. She’s on her back, eyes big and wide, wedding dress hiked up over her hips, thighs spread wide, pussy winking up at me, all plump and primed, glistening and gleaming.
The need rages in me like a rampaging beast, and now I’m on her, somehow ripping my pants off and yanking out my engorged cock, fisting it just in time to guide it between Amelia’s folds as my hips push deep into her.
She gasps into my mouth as I devour her lips with a savage kiss, my hips already pumping furiously back and forth like a man possessed, like a demon gone berserk, rutting her like a rabid dog as she pulls my hair, claws my back, wraps her stockinged legs around me, digging the heels of her tennis shoes into my lower back as I pound her into the mattress, possess her with the hunger of a starving bear.
“Oh, Zedd,” she whimpers urgently as her body starts to convulse, her pussy already squirting its sweet nectar around my pulsing cock as I thrust in and out until I’m coming like a hot geyser, our climaxes hitting together like two snakes merging into one, my heat filling her until she overflows all over her wedding bed, over Ralph’s death bed, over the battlefield of our love, the landscape of our dream. “Oh, Zedd, I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m . . . I’m yours.”
“Mine,” comes the satisfied sigh from my throat as I spurt the last of my seed and collapse into my sweet Amelia, kissing her neck as I cover her with my body. “Mine.”
She giggles wetly into my hair, then sighs out a long, slow whimper. Our hearts are beating so loud I swear I can hear them like drums pounding.
Then I realize it isn’t our hearts in our chests but fists at the door.
“Boss, you all right?” comes the voice of Romero’s guy. “Answer or we’re coming in, boss.”
Now I leap off Amelia, my cock making a wet sucking noise as I pull out of her suckling pussy. I stumble into my pants, look around wildly for Ralph’s gun, snatching up his scattered clothes until I find it near his trousers. I check the magazine, flick off the safety, square my shoulders and aim at the door.
But Amelia steps in front of me. She’s holding that black transmitter box.
She hasn’t pushed the button yet.
“Hold your fire!” she shouts with the confidence of a mafia princess backed up by an assassin. “Ralph is dead. I repeat, your asshole boss is fuckingdead. Now, open the door slowly and hear me out. Do it now. Don’t think, just open the door and fucking listen, all right?”
