Page 40 of Deadly Desires

“I’m going to remove my hand, Mel. You are going to keep stroking me, is that understood? You know what will happen if you stop? I’ll stuff my cock into that tight cunt of yours instead of my fingers.”

She obeys beautifully. Kneeling down, I reposition myself so that I can finger fuck her and play with her tits at the same time. She’s so magnificent, tears streaming down her face, her lower lip trembling in fear. It’s fucking beautiful. None of the other women I took could ever compare to her. The more she strokes me, the more her hand starts to split open again from when I stabbed her. Her blood is mixing wonderfully with my precum, painting my cock in a beautiful shade of red.

Feeling myself coming to the edge, I instruct Melody to let go of me and lay back down. Standing up, I move over her and continue to stroke myself at a grueling pace. I come with a roar and spill my cum all over her hot body, coating her breasts and stomach. It’s the most beautiful piece of art I’ve ever made. Thinking this masterpiece needs one more item to make it perfect, I pull out Melody’s pearl necklace and clasp it around her neck. There, she’s beautiful.

“Tonight, Melody, you’ll once again be mine. I’m going to take that tight cunt of yours, and you’re going to enjoy every minute of it. By the end of the night, you’ll be screaming my name to the heavens.”

Twenty-Nine

Melody

My hand is stinging. He made me jerk him off with the hand he put a knife through, and now I’m bleeding everywhere again. I am hopeless. After he finished he donned the pearls around my throat, and then he threw a towel from his back pocket at me to clean myself up with. Usually he just lets me sit with his mess all over me. I clean off as fast as I can, throwing the towel across the room.

When he left he turned off the lights again, so I’m now plunged back into darkness. I feel around for the chain secured to my ankle and try again to pull it from the floor. It’s useless though, I don’t have the strength to do anything but cause myself more pain. I give up and huddle back into the corner of the room.

I can’t believe I didn’t think of him sooner, but then again why would I have? In school, he seemed like a normal person. He never came off like he liked me or that he was obsessive over me. Nothing to set off any alarms at least. We would work on our homework a lot together which meant staying at the library pretty late sometimes, but I never got the feeling or notion that he liked me more than just friends.

I’m terrified of what’s to come later tonight. I’ve been lucky so far that he hasn’t attempted to rape me, but it sounds like my luck has finally run out. Tears run down my cheeks, but instead of feeling fear and anger, all I feel is resignation. I think I have come to accept that no one is going to save me, not the police and certainly not Jax. Thinking his name causes my heart to stutter. I was falling for him so hard only for him to be ripped from me before we really had a chance to explore our relationship further.

And what kills me is that the last thing we said to each other was a stupid argument about money for the repairs to my house. It seems so ridiculous now.

I wish I had kissed him one last time, if only to help me get through what is coming.

Thirty

Jaxon

Prepping ourselves with guns and knives from Franklin’s safe, we gather whatever we can from his limited arsenal. With most of the items hidden on our person, we get ready to bring Melody back home. Taking Franklin’s jeep, we head to Silicon Valley. The drive takes us an hour and a half, but we finally make it.

Cutting the lights to Franklin’s jeep, we crawl to a stop to avoid attention. There we see a guy leaving the warehouse that matches the photo that Franklin pulled up of Damian.

After he locks up, he heads to his vehicle and takes off. Wasting no time, we put in our earpieces so that we can all communicate with each other and Franklin. James, Kayden, and I make our way to the building walking nonchalantly. Franklin stays in the vehicle to be our lookout.

Breaking the lock on the door, Kayden pushes it open and waves for us to follow him inside. Not seeing any type of security system, we shut the door and move further into the dark building. The building was definitely a warehouse of some sort at one time, and it’s absolutely massive. Sticking to the plan, and equipped with our flashlights, James goes to the right, Kayden to the left, and I head straight down the hall.

Opening a door on the left with my gun and flashlight raised, I find nothing but empty boxes so I keep moving. On the far end of the hall is a set of double doors. As I make my way over to them, I quickly check all the rooms as I go. Opening the double doors, I’m brought into a large open space where all the manufacturing must have occurred at one point. In the middle of the room is a drain, and from where I’m standing I see a puddle surrounding the hole.

I make my way closer, dread turning my stomach. As I shine my flashlight over the puddle, it glows crimson, and I almost lose the contents of my stomach. What did he do to her? Turning in a slow circle, I look around to see if there are any other rooms I missed. My eyes catch on a door behind some machinery. I make my way over and just as I’m about to open the door, I’m met with resistance. Locked.

Pushing the button on my earpiece, I tell the guys to come to the center of the warehouse and that I found a locked door. All I get is radio silence from Franklin, strange. Setting down my gun and flashlight, I try to pick the lock to no avail. I was never skilled at picking locks, that is most definitely Kayden’s area of expertise.

“If you knew what was good for you, you’d step away from that fuckin’ door.”

I freeze. Slowly turning my body, I’m met with Damian standing behind my brothers. Holding a gun in each hand, he prods my brothers along until they stop just in front of me.

I give my brothers a look and turn my attention to him. “So… how is this going to play out Damian?”

“I’ll tell you how it’s going to play out, Jaxon Stonewell. Yes, don’t look too shocked. You and I are aren’t all that different. I’ve seen you hunting my Mel since that first day at the bookstore. However, once I saw you with Melody at her house the night I trashed the place, I made certain to do some research on you.”

“But that’s not important right now. You’re going to step away from that fucking door and if you don’t, I’ll shoot one of your brothers here through their fucking head.”

Following his orders, I step away from the door with my hands raised up in surrender.

“Good, now get on your knees, motherfucker.”

I slowly sink to my knees, never breaking eye contact with my brothers in the hopes that one of them is quicker with their blade than he is with his gun.

“You’re a fuckin’ pain in my ass. If it weren’t for you, I would have had my sweet Melody so much sooner. I would have been able to sink my cock in that tight cunt of hers repeatedly by now. You took her from me and for that, you’re going to pay.” He moves the gun from behind Kayden and brings it to my forehead. Waiting for one of my brothers to make their move, I close my eyes as he cocks the gun.

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