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I sit in silence. It’s not uncomfortable, but it’s hardly pleasant either. It simply is.

My phone pings and the bird calls out above me again before flying off. Its black wings blend in with the darkening sky, making me aware of how long I’ve been here. And more importantly, how long I’ve left her alone.

I check my phone and find the promised update from Luka. My heart hammers wildly as I read through my little viper’s medical reports. Each new piece of information I digest makes itfeel like I’ve known her forever. Like I’m taking on her past and blending it with mine, creating a new life together.

With this, I have her.

My cheeks ache from smiling so much and I look up at the headstones to tell my mom and sister the new realization I’ve come to.

“She doesn’t need me to kill for her,” I laugh. “She needs me to killwithher.”

8

WYNTER

Every night I close my eyes, it's the same thing as I’m forced back into my nightmares. I’d rather not sleep, but exhaustion always wins.

Tonight’s one is different. Usually, it’s the same faceless men touching my body, forcing themselves on me and hurting me. But tonight it’s only one man. I can’t see him, but I can feel him between my legs.

I try to get away, but it’s like the devil himself has come to claim me. He’s fast and vicious with his serpent-like tongue. Licking and biting me until I’m about to burst into flames.

I know I should force myself to wake up and fight back, but that sleep-addled part of my brain is telling me to succumb to it. To let this pleasure override my pain.

But I don’t want to enjoy this. It’s all wrong.

I manage to pry my eyes open and the bedroom is dark. Once again I’ve been moved to the bed from where I chose to fall asleep in the closet. I’m still wearing the shirt I put on before I fell asleep, but my bottom half is very much bare.

My nightmare doesn’t fade like it usually does. This time the man is still there between my legs.

My whole body shakes as he laps at my clit. He sounds like a starved beast as he groans against my pussy.

A small moan escapes me as he pushes his fingers inside me. I can feel how wet I am from how easily they slide in and when he curls them—my god, I’ve never felt such intense pleasure before, but I don’t want it.

Panic grips me and flashes of my tormentors assault my mind. Each one of them telling me exactly what they want to take. “Please, stop.” I push at the head between my legs and feel long silky hair between my fingers. My fear subsides only slightly as my mind catches up to the reality of who’s really there.Bones. Not one of the others back for more.

He lifts his head and I reach for the lamp. A soft glow hits his face and my heart warms unexpectedly. Seeing him gives me a sense of ease that I know it shouldn’t, but I’m glad for it anyway.

I’ve been here for over a week now. It’s been days of waiting around while he’s off doing whatever it is he does. Killing, I guess? I’m left here to collect the thoughts I’ve left scattered throughout his empty house.

There’s a boyish grin on his face as he licks his shining lips, relishing in the taste of me on his tongue. My pussy clenches as he moves up the bed until I can smell myself on him. I wish he had gotten me off already so I don’t have to keep feeling this needy ache inside myself.

“Please don’t do that again,” I say breathlessly.

Bones tilts his head as he studies my features. A silver earring dangles from his ear where he’s still fully dressed in the middle of the night. It’s like he came home and decided to go straight to eating me out.

“Why not? You enjoyed it last time.”

I end up nervously chewing on my bottom lip as I try to gather the confidence to bare a part of myself to him. “I knew it was you last time.”

His smile drops and his eyes turn to that deadly dark shade of green. “They won’t ever hurt you again. If there’s one thing you ever choose to believe from me, please make it that.”

As I look into Bones’ eyes I realize that he’s serious. He would kill for me and I’m not sure why. He doesn’t know me. Yet for some reason, this deadly man seems to have claimed me as his.

If that’s what he wants to believe, then I’ll let him live with that illusion, but I know that he’ll never be mine.

When I don’t give him anything more, Bones goes to undress and I quickly turn away. My obvious discomfort doesn’t deter him as the bed dips behind me. His cool body presses against me, making me shiver. The hard swell of his cock lines up against my back and I shift away, but the thing’s so damn long that I end up on the edge of the bed. With a chuckle, he pulls me right back to him. “Ignore it. I’d tell you it’ll go away, but that would be a lie. You do something to me, little viper.”

“I’ll do something to you alright. It’ll involve a pair of scissors or maybe a hammer.”

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