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“Risky,” I mused aloud, ignoring his jib. “Sort of like releasing chaos into the world. What if the people you let go aren’t as controlled as you are?”
“Calculated risks,” Drake admitted with a shrug. “We made sure they couldn’t trace anything back to us. Dropped them off unconscious; they had no idea where the safe house was, made sure they were clean of all evidence, and so on. Once they were on their own, they were free to live their lives as they wished. I always kept track though, just to make sure things didn’t go off the rails, but from what I’d seen they lived happy lives, released from their torment by the catharsis we provided.”
“Smart,” I murmured. In my mind, I tried to visualize what my life would be like had Drake or Sam released me after a few weeks. I knew for sure I wouldn’t have taken shit from anyone. I’d have been stronger and more powerful than ever in my life. It would have truly changed everything for me. Most of my issues came from a constant state of fear, worry, and self-loathing.
“We tried to be as careful as possible,” he said, his gaze flickering towards me with a hint of madness. “They wake up with no way to point anyone back to us. Plus, we only did it with people very likely to keep the secret so they might continue the work. And we, we are just shadows that dance away with the morning light. A dream or a nightmare that they’ll never quite know was real or not.”
The thrum of the engine vibrated beneath us as I watched the clouds go by, blending into a hazy mirage where sky and sea kissed. I lounged next to Drake, sitting beside him, my legs stretched out on the deck, the sun warming my skin—a stark contrast to the cold curiosity that churned inside me.
“What did you do with the bodies?” I asked, tilting my head up to catch his gaze. “I’ve always wondered. Mass grave in the forest or something?”
Drake’s lips twisted into a half-smile, a dark gleam in his eyes. “It’s an art,” he began, voice smooth like silk over barbed wire. “A bathtub served as our canvas, boiling water the medium.”
I leaned in, captivated by the grotesque imagery he painted. “Boiling?”
“To dissolve. Boiling makes them pliable, easier to dismember.” He described it clinically, as if recounting a recipe rather than the destruction of human remains.
“Then?”
“Lime,” he continued, “it eats away at what’s left—flesh, sinew, bones, teeth, all the evidence that once screamed humanity.”
I imagined the sizzle, the hiss of organic matter succumbing to chemical annihilation. “And then?” I pressed, not wanting the morbid tale to end.
“Whatever remains, we’d bag up. We’d take it to the river at night. The currents did the rest, scattering their last traces to oblivion.” His explanation was methodical, each step executed with precision, leaving nothing but ripples on the water’s surface.
“God, that’s…” I struggled for the right word, feeling a perverse sense of awe. “Sexy.” The word springing from my lips before I could stop them.
He turned to me, his grin wide and wolfish. “We are the apex predators, Dahlia. We leave no trace, only the legacy of fear.”
I stood and lunged at him then, unable to wait. We loved to fuck in blood and in the midst of all the horrors Drake had introduced me to.
Drake’s hands found their way under my shirt, fingernails raking along the skin of my stomach, biting down on my shoulder as my teeth sunk into his neck. A gasp burst from my mouth as the teeth punctured my skin, blood rushing to the surface like a crimson tide. He lapped at the blood like a vampire, and before I knew what was happening a quick and sharp orgasm rocked me. I groaned in pleasure and ran a hand across his crotch feeling his rock-hard cock within. He hadn’t even touched my pussy yet and I’d already come. That was a fun new experience.
I stripped as fast as I could, watching Drake shed his shirt and pull down his jeans, my blood smeared across his lips in a red streak. I didn’t even wait for him to get the pants completely off before I shoved him down onto his back and straddled him and sank onto his hard cock, impaling myself.
“Last night was for you,” I whispered and then thrust my hips against him. “Today is for me.”
“Yes ma’am.” Drake grasped my hips with fingers as strong as steel bands.
Panting, his length filled me again and again, his heat radiating through my body. I rode him hard, my nails digging into his chest, our bodies drenched in a mix of sweat and blood. Leaning forward, I took his nipple in my mouth and bit down, drawing a yelp from him.
“Fuck.” I moaned as the sound of his pain sent me into the throws of yet another climax.
His eyes were dark, devouring me as I moved, and power rushed through me as he thrust up into my cunt, hard and fast, bruising skin meeting sweaty skin. Above us, the sun shone down upon our coupling, a voyeur watching us fuck. I could imagine the rays of light as cosmic seed spurting down around and onto us.
Drake’s breath was hot and ragged in my ear, punctuated by the wet sounds of our bodies slamming together. I grinned and rode him harder than I’d ever fucked anyone in my life. Even the sharp pain of his cock banging into my cervix was a pleasurable pain that sent me reeling, ready to explode again. The pain and agony mixing and blurring with the ecstasy. A combination I never knew I loved until I met Drake.
Rising up, and steadying myself with a hand on his chest, I rocked on his cock. Blood from the bite wound dripped slowly down my collar bone until a single drop reached my nipple. I flicked it off with a finger and slid the blood across my tongue.
“Are you gonna fuck me hard or not, Drake?” I asked.
He growled, baring his teeth and rolling me over, pulling himself out of me and pressing me face down on the boat. A moment later, the massive cock was back inside me. Sweat dripped on my back from Drake’s exertions, and his grunts drowned out the wet slap of his dick into my pussy.
Finally, with a single powerful and mind-numbing surge, my last orgasm struck me. I shouted out, letting my voice echo across the open and vast ocean. Behind me, Drake screamed out his own release.
“God, you are so amazing,” Drake panted into my ear as he leaned forward to kiss the back of my neck.
“Let’s kill this fuck, and we can do that every day for the rest of our lives,” I said and rolled over to take him into my arms.
