Page 25 of Bloody Seven

Something about that sparks a new vengeance deep within. My promise to Drew melds into something new that will have the men of that stupid society quaking in their penthouses. There's no limitation on how many years it will take or how many people will come to their untimely demise. Part of me did die today, and a new part was born in its place.

Drew's death awakened the killer in me, and this will see it blossom. The Collection didn't fear me before, but they will now. Everyone will fear my wrath because I'll be there to destroy what they built, brick by brick, no matter how long it takes.

"You look like you're up to something, cupid."

"Corbin, I have a question."

"Yes?"

"That spare room, is it empty? I need a place to stay."

"Don't take this the wrong way because I would love to have you around, but why would you stay in the city? I figured you would make your kill tomorrow and be on your way."

"Before I came here, I sold my house and pretty much everything I own because I planned on dying or turning myself in. I'm not going to kill someone tomorrow. Things havechanged. It's going to be much bigger than that." An evil grin spreads across my face. "They're all going to die."

"Who?"

"Your Collection. I'm going to find out everything I can about them and destroy it all. I won't leave them out there to continue altering lives just so they can fill their pockets at everyone else's expense."

"Poppy, their influence runs deep. Do you really think you can take them down?"

"I think you underestimate my perseverance. When someone tells me I can't do something, my only response is to say, watch me." I nod my head to myself, knowing I will devote my entire life's purpose going forward to making this a reality if I have to. I will end them or die trying. "My final kill is going to be The Collection."

"I'll help you then. We won't stop until we take them down," he says in a stance of solidarity. "You'll be my own little bloody valentine, cupid."

"I like the sound of that." I giggle, my eyes filling with lust as my gaze lands on his. "Corbin," I say, curling a finger in his direction. "Come here."

He stands and goes to take a step toward me, but I hold out my hand and shake my head.

"Crawl to me and worship me," I say, scooting to the edge of the loveseat.

He pauses for a moment, eyes darkening before he falls to his hands and knees. He inches forward, little by little, doing exactly what I asked before he finally stops in front of me and leans back on his heels. His hands glide up my legs from my ankles to my knees before he gently pushes them apart and positions himself between them.

"You're wearing too much clothing," he teases, pressing a kiss to my thigh.

I groan, knowing he's right, as I hook my thumbs into my leggings and underwear before sliding them off. He aids me in the process, wasting no time making himself at home between my legs again.

"My favorite place to be." He grins before leaning in and sweeping his tongue along my pussy.

I will never get enough of this man or how amazing he is at giving me pleasure. My enjoyment means more than his own, and that thought has me pushing back on his shoulders. He deserves a reward.

"Stop," I command, leaving him confused, but he listens. "Take your pants off and come here." I pat on the vacant seat next to me.

Once he does, I stand and get him repositioned so that he’s lying on the loveseat with his legs hanging over one end and his head folded up a little on the other.

"I thought a good boy like you deserved a nice little treat."

"Are you going to sit on my face, cupid?"

"Maybe."

"Fuck," he groans. "Get that pussy over here. Please don't make me wait."

"I love it when you beg." I lean in to kiss him, tasting myself on his lips.

When I pull back, I slide one leg over his waist, facing the opposite direction, and slowly scoot my ass backward until my pussy hovers over his face. He grips my hips and pulls me down, not hesitating to dive right in.

"Yes," I moan as I lean forward and grip his hardened cock.

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