"So that's why you use that word?" Talon pressed.
"No, we tried it. We attempted going a full day with a kumquat up our coochies. I didn't even make it to lunch time, and she was shortly after. In our failed attempt, we swore we'd only use that word in case of an emergency that also needed to be kept a secret. It’s our friendship safe word with no judgment when used."
"So what if she can’t keep a secret?" Kage eyed the front door. "She'll still try to help you escape."
"Oh, heavens no. Luce will call the number you use, and once I tell her you're giving me orgasms, she'll bring me whatever the hell I need to keep me here. Luce is weird like that, and she'll also ask to join, but she knows I don't share."
Another movement caught my eye out our back window, making me wonder if I was losing my mind. Shaking my head, I had to be suffering a small bout of paranoia. It made sense because I was the antsy one who overthought and worried about the trivial things.
"You don't share?" I saw the challenge in Kage's eyes. He better not ruin this because Vicki has been too good to pass up.
"I'll think about it, and we'll decide by tomorrow," Talon addressed the issue. He then nodded to the food. "Is it ready?"
"Give me twenty more minutes." I picked up the knife before saluting him with it. I got distracted, and he knew it.
That’s when Vicki shivered from her place beside me. Talon let his smirk lift. “Careful, she likes knives.”
“Do you?” I stepped closer, pressing the dull side against her arm.
She let out a small gasp, biting her lower lip without flinching from the knife. Yeah, I began pitching another tent today. My body casually slipped behind hers, and she walked forward to give me the space. This time, I allowed the knife to sit at her throat, enticed by the way she raised her chin. We all were.
I kept going, twisting the blade for the handle to lead in my grasp. This allowed the point to drag behind, hinting at what could happen if I led with it or if I pressed harder. Her breathing faltered, catching when I skimmed her delicate nerves along her arm and neck. My free hand ripped the towel away from her body, revealing the goddess below.
That’s when Itrailed the knife between her breasts and past her naval. The tip found the nerve along her hip, and she bucked back against me, gasping in exhilaration. This made her feel alive, taunting her sexual appetite to peak.
Talon’s work phone began ringing, so he yanked it out of his pocket, muttering about being interrupted at the wrong time. “Hello?”
He listened, nostrils curling. A call was coming in, and it wouldn’t wait for him to fuck first. Tal remembered who we had, removing himself from the house and going out the back door. Vicki’s curiosity wanted to follow, but I removed the knife and pointed to the living area. “Why don’t you go pick one of my shirts today? He’s getting a work call, so I’m sure he’ll be leaving when he hangs up.”
“Really?” she pouted.
“It’s usually a chemical clean up that needs immediate attention. His father is a chemist at the local university.”
Her eyes widened when I gave her a bite. If I feed her a small truth, she’d feel like we weren’t excluding her, and she wouldn’t ask about the real job he’d be doing. She scampered off, letting us watch the shake in her ass.
Talon came in after that, knowing we knew. “It’s five today. I’ll be a bit longer.”
“I’ll callmy guy and schedule your drop off and pick up of hazardous waste,” I made that last part a little louder for him to catch on.
“Good. I might need your help disposing of it after it burns,” he suggestively told me to deal with the cremated remains our local friend would help us handle.
“I can do that.” I saluted with the knife as he left. Kage studied the door, wondering when she’d appear in the kitchen again.
“This is the longest she’s been quiet,” he murmured.
“That’s because she’s been eavesdropping,” I called her out, so she dropped the act and came back into the kitchen. At least she did put a shirt on because I didn’t know if I could go another round today.
Chapter 11
Talon
"Jesus," I muttered, peering over the horror scene in front of me. Five bodies were knifed and bloody, some having their throats slit. The families didn't tell me which one did each murder to make sure I couldn't leak that sensitive information, but I knew this was the work of the Carnelli family. They had a thing for the theatrics when it came to blood spilling by blade. They usually didn't kill during the day, but something made this one happen faster than they normally reacted. Hell, they were lucky I lost my job to have the availability to waste my afternoon here, but I was mad I'd be away from home for a few more hours after what I left in the kitchen.
Lunch had beena nice break from my reality even though I didn’t eat anything. Vicki’s naked body kept finding me whenever I closed my eyes, so I scrubbed over my face before dealing with the gory scene in front of me. My burner phone the families contacted lit up during our lunch with Victoria, forcing me to leave before having lunch. It angered me I didn't get to enjoy peering at her sexy body for longer than my small lunch, and the other two got to have more fun in my absence, but I did know Kage had his own deadlines to meet, so he'd be in the basement until late evening. I did my actual contracts this morning like I always did. It helped keep my cover for the cleaning jobs that paid more handsomely. The money was why I put up with the slasher method of the Carnelli family.
I stepped into my white cleanroom garment, zipping it up before stepping into my rubber boots. The hood lifted over my goggles and mask to help contain my own DNA, and I got my rubber gloves last. I looked like someone dealing with a plague rather than a murder cleaner, but I didn't mind. No one saw me here, and the families made sure no one came in while I 'worked'. I placed everything I needed for this job on the ground before laying a protective mat on the floor of myvan to prevent blood splatters that I couldn't explain.
Grabbing five body bags by my feet after, I hauled them over to each individual before bringing my folded metal gurney out to stack them on. I even had ramps to hook on my bumper to push this thing into my van easier. Metal was what I used because I could sterilize it, but I often had to hide my gurney in the garage just in case someone tried to see if a UV light or luminol could pick up blood.