Page 19 of Wicked Little Nightmare

“What the fuck, Lakey?”

I put my knives back in their cases and walked towards him. “I’m sorry, okay? He just… he said something, and it triggered my rage, and I didn’t really know what I was doing until he was dead. Trust me, I’m upset, too. I wanted to cut his dick off and shove it down his throat, but we can’t all get what we want now, can we?”

He sighed and sat on the couch. “I wanted to watch, babe. That’s not fair. Plus, what if he was lying? You need to slow down and think sometimes, baby.” Running his hands through hishair, he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. “Thankfully… he was telling the truth. Carmen and Will are at 6471.”

I caressed his face before grabbing the back of his head and smashing my lips on his. “Thank you.” I purred against his mouth.

“Anything for you, Lakes.” He traced his fingers down my back sending shivers up and down my spine. “You wanna go kill Carmen and Billy boy?”

I bit his jaw, the coppery taste of blood and lust filling my senses. “Nah, I got something better to do right now. Then after that, we need to get some sleep. They’ll be there.”

He smirked. “What about him?” His eyes roamed to Ed’s corpse.

“Eh, fuck it. Leave him there. If he was telling the truth that he doesn’t have a relationship with his family, no one will find him for quite some time. By then, the trail will be cold. No one’s going to give a fuck about a kiddy diddler anyway.”

Chuckling, Cam nuzzled my neck, moving me so I was straddling him. He leaned forward, biting on my bottom lip and pulling it, snagging on where I’d split it open with my teeth.

I hissed, pulling back before pushing forward. I growled into his mouth and returned the favor, grabbing his bottom lip, biting down on it hard enough to draw blood. His groan sent a heat to my core, making me want him even more.

He groaned, “Fuck Lakey, not fair.”

Grinding down on his pants, I moaned at the friction. Not wearing underwear was a good call. “You know what they say, baby. No fair, no fun.”

He stood, sliding me off his lap in an unceremonious heap onto the hardwood. Like an animal, he tore off my thigh straps before pulling down my leggings. “God, angel, you’re so wet.” He groaned, undoing his pants and letting them fall to the ground,his cock hard, precum leaking from the tip. “You’re so damn perfect.”

He stared down at me before descending on me, ravenous. His hands were everywhere, wiping the dried blood off my face, pulling at my nipples through my shirt before reaching down and flicking my clit right before he thrust inside me.

I screamed as he found that perfect spot, his girth and length stretching me. He didn’t stop. His hands gripped my hips, holding me still as he fucked me like a rag doll.

“Shit, Lakey, fuck me. You’re so tight.”

I couldn’t respond, my moans and whimpers drowning out any coherent thought. His hips ground into me, rocking us back and forth, my back pushed painfully into the hard floor beneath me. His breathing grew ragged, his grip on my skin painful.

“Fuck, Lakey, I’m-” He bit down on my shoulder, the pain exploding through me as I experienced an orgasm that had me leaving my body. We both came at the same time; my pussy convulsing around him as he grunted out his release inside of me.

We laid there in a heap on the floor of Ed’s living room for several minutes before finally he pulled out and reached for our discarded clothes, wiping himself off with his shirt before helping me up.

“Damn… there’s cum everywhere. We’re gonna need to find bleach. Did you touch anything else?” Cam asked, hardly giving me time to catch my breath before he was onto the next thing.

“Really? We just had a mind-blowing fuck and you’re thinking about that?” I wasn’t impressed. I mean, I kinda was, I was ready to leave, but he thought of everything.

“Um, yes? Do you want to get caught?” He looked at me like I had three heads. “I’ll grab it from the kitchen with some cloths. We can wipe everything down and scrub the floor. Then we can leave our bestie to be found whenever he does.”

“Fiiiiiine,” I sighed, getting up and pulling my leggings over yet another load of cum.These things are going to be crusty as fuck.I followed Cam into the kitchen and grabbed some gloves, throwing him a pair before we got out the bleach and some kitchen cloths.

Wiping everything down was tedious. It took forever and burned my nose. When we were finally done, we took the supplies with us, putting them in a bag before heading out to our bikes.

What a fun fucking start to my day. Sex, murder… a bit of everything that set my dopamine levels soaring.

A flash of a memory invaded my happiness. Right before our social worker moved us to the Almines, Eddy had brought Bill in with him. He wanted to take turns. Whispering to me how beautiful I was and how I was growing into such a pretty young woman.

I was fucking ten.

Anger surged through me. It never got that far because that night, I’d hidden a steak knife under my pillow. I’d been ready for Ed. Bill was a bit of a surprise, but that didn’t stop me. They’d pulled their pants off and slid in, one on each side. I pulled my knife out, hopped out of bed and held it out. Bill tried to ‘reason with me’, but once he stepped too close, I slashed across his thigh, almost knicking his putrid dick in the process.

They left me alone after that. Mostly. It wasn’t long before Bill told Carmen I was ‘unruly’ and needed to go. So, after an interview with Sarah, where I told her nothing, she made the choice to move me. She hadn’t seen a need in moving Cam, but when I refused to go without him, she made the wise decision, bringing him with me to the next shithole.

God.

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