Already one step ahead, I reached in my pocket and stepped forward with black leather gloves.
“I’m gonna enjoy this.” She slid the gloves on.
“Ay bro, your wife is kind of scary.” Ezra stepped closer to me. My smile widened. I had seen Cashlynn use her gun, but I was anticipating seeing how she was with a knife.
“You know, Maddox. I never really liked you.” She pressed the knife against his neck and slid it down. “My parents were power hungry bastards who forced me to be with you because they wanted more power. Your daddy would have given them that.” She lifted the knife and lodged it into the right muscle between his right pec and shoulder. His eyes widened with pain. “The only reason I came to your house after they died was because I needed a place to lay low and get things in order for me and my brother.” She pulled the knife out and shoved it into another part of his body.
I stood back and watched with my brothers as Cashlynn went to work on Maddox. She was in her element and didn’t slow down.
“Remind me not to get on sis’s bad side,” Ezra commented.
“Considering who her parents are, I’m not surprised she has this in her,” Lucas commented.
While they conversed, I watched Cashlynn in awe. Seeing how she conducted herself without breaking a sweat made my dick grow.
“Do you guys have pliers or anything?” She turned and looked at us. Lifting her arm, she ran it across her forehead.
“Ezra, go grab some pliers,” I said. We had a ton of tools in the other room for things like this.
“And shears!” she called out after him.
Ezra muttered something, but turned and did what I said.
Lucas stepped closer to the body and examined it. “He’s stable, losing a good amount of blood. Heart rate elevated.”
“As long as he doesn’t bleed out before I finish, I don’t care.”
Ezra came back into the room with pliers and shears.
“Thanks.” Cashlynn grabbed them then turned back to the body. She placed the shears over his chest, keeping the pliers in hand. Maddox had tears streaming down his face and blood running from the multiple wounds Cashlynn had inflicted. Hovering over one of the wounds she stabbed it with the pliers and spread the tool open. I grimaced but my chest swelled with pride as she repeated the motion a couple more times.
“You smacked my brother that day. I heard it.” Dropping the pliers on the floor she grabbed the shears with a chilling expression on her face. She picked up one of his hands and placed a finger between the shears. “You should have kept your hands to yourself.” She closed the shears, slicing his finger straight off. Maddox’s eyes widened. He attempted to speak, but only indistinguishable sounds came out.
“Oh shit.” Ezra laughed.
“Do you regret putting your hands on my brother?” She went to another finger and closed the shears around it.
Cashlynn was just as ruthless as I thought. I had to adjust myself as I watched. My stomach fluttered along with my heart. Pride swelled in my chest. All I wanted to do right now was take her in the other room and fuck her roughly. She looked beautiful with a serious look on her face. She barely blinked this whole time, never asked for assistance. It was like she was working on autopilot.
“Now, I’m not a doctor, but I’m still sure my good ol’ knife can do the final act.” She grabbed his sweatpants. He had been wearing the same ones since I’d taken him. He had dried pee stains and a fresh wet mark on the front of them.
“What the hell?” Ezra grumbled and spun around.
I kept my eyes locked on Cashlynn’s face.
“Your dad put a bounty on my head because I stabbed you, but you didn’t die. Which, at the time, I would have said you were lucky because Inevermiss. But then again, if I would have killed you then, we wouldn’t be having this moment now.” She dragged her knife up his dick. “But did your daddy know you were a fucking pedophile. That you tried to force my ten year old brother to suck your little ass dick!”
Lucas’s eyes widened while Ezra made a choked sound next to me.
I watched her grab his dick. For a second I clenched my jaw, not enjoying seeing her handle anyone’s but mine. Seeing another man’s dick in my wife’s hand caused my body to go rigid.
“You should have never fucked with my brother or me. Maybe you would have had a chance in life, but now!” I winced when she replaced the knife with the shears, placing them at his dick and closing them.
Blood gushed from his wound.
“Did you just shit yourself?” Cashlynn laughed, grabbing his dick and moving to the top of his body. It took a struggle, but she pried his mouth open and shoved his dick inside, deep. He made a choking, gurgling sound.
“He’s starting to stink. Can we finish this?” Ezra complained.
