Page 35 of Vengeful Valentine

That must be fucking cold.

Evidently, it was frigid enough to work, because the man came to in a spluttering, coughing mess.

“What the fuck? What’s going on?”

“I don’t know,Kristoff.What is going on?” Ashmine’s voice turned sickly sweet as she bent forward.

For a moment Hawk thought she would kiss him, but instead, she stopped a few inches away.

“The Headmaster knows something is amiss at his precious university. Dead girls? Missing professors? I told him I would help out, get close to some of the more nefarious characters that worked there. It didn’t take too long to find out about yourextracurricular activities.” Her hand lashed out, grabbing Kristoff’s cock. “Unfortunately, I have no plans of turning you into my dear old uncle. I think I’ll just have my fun with you and then disappear.”

She twisted, her fathomless eyes finding Hawk’s. She curled her lips cruelly, and for a moment, Hawk felt as if he saw a devil.

A sexy,irresistibledevil.

Hawk still couldn’t feelanything, but he knew if he could, his cock would be hard in his pants.

Ashmine smirked at him. “I am going to kill this man. And then I am going to fuck you both once your dicks are in workingshape. I hope you men are ready. I amnotthe sweet girl you thought me to be.”

“What the fuck? You’re wrong! I’m just a professor! I’m your boyfriend. We love each other,” Kristoff squawked.

Ashmine squeezed on the man’s junk harder and harder until he could no longer speak.

His words turned to desperate broken pleas.

“The peeler?” Ashmine asked, releasing the man.

Ace moved into Hawk’s line of sight as he handed her a metal potato peeler.

“What are you doing? Let me go!” Kristoff continued to blubber.

Ashmine twisted the peeler in her hand, her lips curling cruelly. “I know your plans, and you are a fucking idiot. You’ve been trying to rape and kill me for so fucking long. Let me show you how it’s done you incompetent fool.”

Ace walked around the table, leaning over it. “Remember me?”

“You?! The neighbor?” Kristoff squelched, trying to break free from his restraints. “You set me up!”

“Oh, shut the fuck up.” Ashmine jerked the peeler forward and, with Ace’s help, maneuvered underneath the babbling man.

“What are you doing? What is this—stop! No!” He sobbed at the end before he started screaming.

“How does the peeler feel in your ass? Not good, huh? Similar to how those girls felt? Probably about the same size too. Except your cock can’t twist like this.” Ashmine snickered over the man’s screams as she moved.

Holy fuck.

Hawk internally cringed in phantom pain, imagining being peeled from the inside.

That has to fucking hurt.

Ashmine continued to giggle as she alternated twisting and pushing the peeler into Kristoff’s ass.

Kristoff’s screams slowly died away and turned to distressed broken sobs.

“You wanted to break those women? To make them remember you for the rest of their lives? Well, you’re going to remember me for the rest of yours. Which won’t be very long.” Ashmine left the peeler in him as she rolled him onto his back again.

The noise Kristoff let loose as it was lodged fully into him was animalistic.

The sound of a dying creature.

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