EIGHT
DRAVEN
Fuck!
Tonight started off bad. When I realized those fuckers locked me in my room I went apeshit. I was prepared to spend the night plotting out how I was going to make them grovel, but then I remembered the three of us have master remotes. When I stepped foot out of my room and saw a crowd gathered around the room opposite mine—Carter and Vaughn’s room—I knew she was in there. When I saw Benny lay his hands on her, I saw red. Killing isn’t anything new to me but the look of fear in her eyes when she looked at me, I hated it.
I had to erase that look and judging from the way her arms wrap around my neck, and how she is pulling me against her, I would say I have done a stellar job of distracting her from the body lying beside us. I’m so hard just thinking about her covered in blood, and being able to fuck her next to a corpse is going to bring a dream of mine to life.
I’m not a necrophiliac, but fucking next to the deadissomething I’m into.
I push against her until she is flat on her back on the floor, Benny’s blood pooling around her. I break the kiss and look down at her with blood forming a halo of sorts and that sightalone has me rock fucking hard and my cock threatening to tear through my pants. She opens her mouth to no doubt argue, but I silence her when I push her shirt up and expose that taunting bra from last night that was begging me to bite her tits. She keeps staring at my mask, wondering who the fuck I am but she will never know it’s me. Vaughan, Carter and I always switch masks to keep everyone guessing.
I yank the cups of her bra down and expose her tits. They aren’t huge, but they are the perfect size to fit in my hands and that’s exactly what I do. She whimpers at the feeling of my touch, but seeing the blood from my hands on her creamy skin has me groaning and wanting to lick her clean.
“Take the mask off,” she pants out.
I smirk down at the little psycho. “You need to earn that and so far you have earned nothing but my cock.” Her face slackens but her eyes pulse with need. This girl is an anomaly and gets off on all the same sick shit as I do. Without being prompted, I lean down and suck one of her nipples into my mouth and relish the sound of her scream reverberating off the walls.
I bite down, groaning when she cries out in pain but doesn’t beg me to stop. I switch sides and do the same thing but when I bite down, this time she doesn’t cry out in pain, she moans in pleasure. I release her nipple making sure to scrape my teeth along it, loving the whimper that escapes.
I rest back on my haunches and secure my mask in place. Her mouth parts but I silence her when I grip the crotch of her pants and shred it, exposing her panties. Without hesitation, I push the material to the side and growl at the sight of her perfect pink pussy, dripping wet for me.
“You putrid slut, look at the mess you’ve made.”
“Please…”
I flick my gaze up to her. “Please,what?”
“Touch me,” she begs.
Fuck, hearing her beg while covered in the blood of another has my restraint snapping. I push my pants down and expose my hard cock. Her eyes widen at the sight of it. I grip my dick in my hand and hiss at the feeling when I pump myself twice.
“You want this?”
“Yes!” she shouts as she squirms beneath me.
“Beg.”
Her eyes widen more in surprise. “What?”
“Beg me to fuck your wretched cunt and I might consider it.”
Defiance shines in those alluring eyes of hers, so to prompt her I release my cock and trail a finger through her soaking folds.
“Fuck!” she screams.
“Beg!” I snarl as I push a single finger inside her—fuck she’s so tight. Her pussy clamps down on my finger, trying to hold me captive as I push in and out of her.
“Oh shit,” she pants out when I press the pad of my thumb against her clit. I keep my pace steady and she chases her release, but when I feel the walls of her cunt clamp down on me, I withdraw my finger and smirk behind my mask at the sight of outrage plastered across her face. “What the fuck?”
“Beg, you filthy slut.”
Her jaw locks and I pray she defies me so I can punish her. Unable to control myself as need erupts like a blazing fire inside me, I reach down and grip her hair, then use it to yank her to her feet, ignoring her cry of pain. I yank the sheet off the bed and drop it on the ground, before facing her and shredding her clothes with my bare hands. She stands there silent and stunned. I lean forward and unclasp her bra, her jaw unhinging when I drop to my knees and peel her panties down her legs. I rise and stand here for a second, taking in the sight of her bare and ready for the taking.
“Get on the bed.” Without a sarcastic remark, she does as I say and lays down. I grab the sheet from the floor and shred itinto strips, then use them to secure each of her wrists and ankles to the bed frame. Once I’ve finished, I look down at her and the sight of uncertainty in her eyes has me saying, “Saystopand I will.”
She inhales sharply as her eyes shine with gratitude. “Don’t stop,” she whispers. I make quick work of losing my pants, then carefully remove my shirt so I don’t dislodge my mask. She gapes at the sight of my cock standing proudly against my abs.
