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His gray eyes meet mine and my breath stutters in my chest. “Just so you know, not once has it ever crossed my mind to keep any of those people alive a minute longer than necessary. You are the exception to all my rules, the ones I seem to be breaking over and over for you, temptation.”

Do I trust that if I do as he’s requested, he’ll answer my questions? Can I even trust that he’s telling me the truth, and that these pills won’t knock me out, so he can have his way with me?He doesn’t need to knock you out for that, stupid. He can overpower you at any time, and do whatever he wants. Haven’t you been paying attention?My mind shouts at me. I reach forward and grab the pills and the water bottle, bring them to my lips, take a huge gulp of the water, and swallow them. The need to get answers to my questions overrides my good senses. “Why me? Why take me? To clarify; that’s one question, so don’t try to cheat me, asshole.”

He laughs, and the hearty, rich sound has my core tightening. “You caught my attention, sweet temptation. Once you did that, I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”

“Where? Where was I when I caught your attention?” My heart thunders in my chest, and a cold sweat breaks out across my flesh. I’m so close to having a panic attack right now. If he lunges suddenly at me, I don’t know what I’ll do. There is nothing in this room I can use to defend myself. My hand tightens aroundthe plastic water bottle, right now my only pitiful source of a weapon.

“If I really wanted to hurt you, my sweet, there is nothing you can do to stop me.” He nods at the water bottle clenched in my hand. “I’m not here to cause you pain, at least not at this moment. To answer your question, you were working as a bartender at the strip club the first time I laid eyes on you.”

My limbs tremble as I realize I must know this guy. Is this one of the regulars I’ve served over the last year that I’ve worked there, or just some creep who came in once, and I caught his attention? “Take off the mask. There’s no need for it now; you and I both know I will never leave here.”

For a moment, I think he will reject my request and tell me that question time is over, but to my tremendous surprise, he reaches up, grabs the mask from behind, and pulls it off his face, allowing it to drop to the mattress, and exposing himself to me. My breath gets choked in my throat as I get my first glimpse of him, and I can’t believe my fucking eyes.

“Nic?”

Chapter 29

Santa

“Motherfucker!” She shouts, as she lunges across the bed and tackles me, with no regard for her safety, or any sense of self-preservation. Her shoulder whams into my nose as I brace myself for her impact, cracking it hard, and instantly, a gush of blood pours from my nostrils.Fuck, that hurt!I attempt to grab hold of her as gently as I can, so as not to injure her more than I already have, but she’s making it nearly impossible. “Fucker, cocksucker, monster, asshole!” She screams vivid profanity at me, as her arms swing in my direction in a cute attempt to pummel me. Her ragebeckons to me, making me want her even more. Everything within me wants to throw her right over the precipice of madness that she’s straddling, and follow her down to the depths of hell, where we can live happily together.

All of this is such a departure for me. A part of me wants to hurt her, as much as it wants to wrap my arms around her and cradle her gently, reassuring her that she is safe with me. That no one will ever be able to hurt her except me, and other than in our sexual escapades, I don’t plan to either. She’s a breathtaking disaster, an enigma to me, everything that contradicts how I’ve been living all these years in a hollow existence, just waiting for her to enter my life.

“Stop, sweet temptation, before you harm yourself.” I grab one of her arms, and endeavor to prevent her from landing face down on the carpet, as she tries to bite my face like a rabid wolf. Her small fist slams into my cock, and has me buckling forward with a seething groan. “Stop calling me that!” She screams hysterically, as she grabs a fistful of my hair, and yanks. “Fuck, Chrissy!” I grapple with her legs and take her down with me, cradling her head at the last minute to prevent it from smashing on the floor, but my heavy body lands on top of her and knocks the air out of her lungs with a satisfying whoosh.

My stomach is rolling with nausea from the hit to my balls, and I’m struggling to catch my breath. “Please, temptation... stop! You’re... going... to hurt yourself, and it will... get you... nowhere. I still won’t let you... go.”

“Now you’re worried about hurting me, when you have been stalking and terrorizing me, fucker? All this time, it was you!” Her breathing is heavy, as her chest rises and falls with the exertion of trying to fight me. She’s such a little thing, but filled with a fiery spirit, and I think that’s partly what draws me to her. I bite my lip, to stop the grin that wants to crest across my face from rising. She’s so cute when she’s furious, and staringdaggers at me. I’ll have to remember to make that happen more often, as it causes a jolt of lust to race through me, and my cock to thicken, where I’m pressed firmly against her. I see the moment she realizes it too, as her eyes widen dramatically, and she tries to force me away from her body with all her might.

“Hell no, you crazy psychopath, stay away from me with that monster.” She bats with her hands at the side of my face, smacking my eye in the process and making it sting.

“Monster?” I chuckle at her apt description of my cock, as I thrust against her warmth, knowing full well she has nothing underneath the borrowed t-shirt she’s wearing, and disregarding her attempts to dislodge me. The action seems to enrage her further, as she tries to buck me off of her, but my heavy weight prevents me from moving more than an inch. “I’ll kill you, I swear!” She huffs.

“Promises, promises, my sweet.” My fingers trail up her rib cage, gently, almost reverently, as lust lights a fire within me, until I’m cradling her breast in my palm, and her stiff nipple is squeezed between my two fingers, as I twist it through the thin cotton fabric. A shuddering gasp escapes her, and the sound just eggs me on further, until I’m thrusting against her through the barrier of my pants. “Nooo, get... off me,” she huffs.

Her rejection only spurs me on more as I squeeze the full globe hard, attempting to leave my fingerprints behind, so she can be reminded later of who she belongs to. “I need you to fight me,my pet. Give it all you have, it turns me the fuck on.“ I groan into her chest and regret giving her one of my shirts to wear after her bath. Right now, my mouth could be sucking and marking her ivory flesh. I bite down regardless, not wishing to be deterred, and she lets out a yelp.

“You’re insane.” She digs her fingers into my face, attempting to gouge my eyes. I have to release my hold on her breast to restrain her arm, bringing first one and then the other above herhead, and transferring them to one of my large hands to hold her firmly. “Yes, I am. I make no apologies for it,” I grunt, as I run my tongue down the side of her face. I’ve wanted to taste her lips for days now, feel her tongue brushing against mine, and there is no time like the present to feed my hunger. My mouth crashes down on hers as she attempts to keep me out, but I bite her bottom lip hard until she opens for me, and my tongue slips inside. Her rich taste is an explosion on my tongue, as I deepen the kiss until I’m hungrily ravishing her mouth, like a beast consuming his dinner. My tongue strokes against hers, then swipes the roof of her mouth, wanting to leave its mark and corrupt her. After a few seconds of her fighting against my hold, she gives in and kisses me back, her tongue moving against mine, and breathy little whines making their way inside my mouth, where I swallow them with pleasure.

My free hand trails down her side until I reach her thigh, and I force it to wrap around my waist, as I press my stiff cock against her sensitive clit and thrust, again and again. Her body surrenders to my touch, and she moves into the next thrust, pushing back against me. Fuck, I need inside of her now, regardless of how sore I know she is. I lift my pelvis off hers and, with frantic motions, unleash my cock from the constraint of my pants, shove the hem of the shirt out of the way, and bury myself inside of her tight heat with one go. Her gasp of pain and surprise melts into my mouth, as I begin a punishing tempo of pounding inside of her sweet, swollen pussy. Fierce growls are departing me, as I bite and suck on her tongue and lips, making me sound like a deranged feral animal, and that is precisely what I am where she’s concerned.

She feels so good taking me hard, her soft body accommodating my harsher one. I pull back from her lips and stare down at her, as her glazed, brown, lust-filled eyes stare back at mine, challenging me to hurt her. Fuck, I will never getenough of her, and I know I’m completely fucked because of it. She’s changing who I am, and what I believe about myself. With her, I don’t wish to be the cold and callous killer. I don’t want to murder her for sport. Instead, I see her in my future at my side forever. How can that be? How can, in such a short time, this woman, this little raged-filled hellion, have changed what I believe to be true about myself?

Her pussy tightens around my cock, eliciting groans, and tendrils of heated satisfaction, to race through me at how responsive she is. I release her hands to see what she’ll do, if she’ll attempt to fight me off, but instead, one of her hands buries itself in my hair, and the other rakes her fingernails down my back. I can feel her getting close, her body moving in time with mine as she meets me stroke for stroke. The obscene sounds of our skin slapping against each other, as I fill her to the brink, is the prettiest music I have ever heard. My face leans into the crook of her neck, drinking in her scent, and I can’t help myself. The desire to mark her up is a madness inside of me. I bite down on the soft skin of her neck, and she arches it back with a scream, yanking on my hair in an unyielding grip.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod,” her harsh pants are further encouragement, as her core spasms around my cock and grips me like a vice. “Mine, God can’t fucking have you, and I’ll murder the fucker if he tries,“ I gasp into her skin. She explodes with a scream on her lips, her body arching into mine, as I continue to pound into her like a man possessed. The heat searing up my back, and moving through my body, is a nuclear bomb waiting to go off, and with one more stroke, I unleash myself deep inside of her, as ropes of my cum fill her pretty pussy.

We both lie there, staring at each other, while our breathing returns to a more natural level. I glimpse the moment that regret and doubt fill her, at her participation in our lovemaking, andshe decides to fight again. She grabs my hair and yanks hard, as she uses her knees to push me away from her. “Get off of me, cunt!” My cock slips from its new favorite place with sorrow, as I force myself up and away from her. The sight of my cum glistening on her swollen pussy lips is a temptation to a starving man. The overwhelming need to get on my knees and worship her causes me to hesitate. I’m quickly losing control of myself with her; she’s corrupting me. “Why bother fighting against what is inevitable, Chrissy? We both know you enjoy what I do to you.”

“OH MY GOD!Are you for real, you psycho? You drugged and kidnapped me! This is not a bad date gone wrong; this is a fucking nightmare!“ She stands and scurries away from me, pressing her back against the furthest wall as she yanks the hem of the shirt down, and hides her pussy from me. “You took me away from the only family I have, and confessed to murdering people. It doesn’t matter if I find you hot, or if I enjoy the way you fuck me. You’re insane!”

All I hear from her screeched words is that she finds me attractive, and enjoys fucking me. That’s a start; I can work with that. Soon, I’ll have her begging me to let her be at my side. “You’d better get used to being here, and your situation, sweet temptation. You won’t be leaving it any time soon.”

Chapter 30

Santa

What the fuck am I doing right now?I question myself, as I push the rickety grocery cart down the pet food aisle, while a shitty rendition of‘All I Want for Christmas’plays in the background. I grab various treats from the shelves, not having the faintest idea what a hellhound eats as a snack, besides small children, and the souls of those who displease him. I can’t believe I’m actually considering kidnapping that fucking beast to make Chrissy happy. I have to admit to myself that I have now sunk to a new low. One I didn’t think possible, considering I’m a serial killer.

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