Page 18 of Kinknapped

"Victoria, I can explain." He rubbed the back of his head, coming out of his daze to comprehend I saw too much.

"Look, I'm into knowing what's going on, but if any of this could incriminate me too, I don't want to know. I would just like some basic and upfront warning that I've fucked a serial killer and am a hostage in his house. I'd rather not wait to find out what would happen to my bodyafterI died. Some killers like to keep using the body, and I am not game to be a decomposing sex doll! I only like my organs rearranged during sex!" A little fear had me worrying for my life when that theory finally clicked into place.

"I'm not a serial killer!" he shouted to get me to stop talking. That's when he took a deep breath to deal with me. "I'm a cleaner."

A sense of relief tried finding me, but I also wanted more information about what that was. It could be his name in the FBI database for the kinds of kills he does. "A cleaner? Is that a code for something? Is that your killer name the media gave you?"

"I'm the guy who goes in after a certain group of people kill those who wronged them and scrubs up the mess to keep their noses clean. I never learn the name of the killer or victims to make sure I can always pass a polygraph, if it ever came to that, but I'm too thorough to ever leave a trace. I don't know their identities, and they don't ask for mine. I get paid in cash to never leave a paper trail, and they contact me on a separate burner phone. They call me, The Cleaner."

"The phone that buzzed during lunch!" I gasped.

"Led to this. I burn their clothes and my compromised equipment to help having no trace of the missing bodies that'll never be found."

"Oh cool! Whatdo you do with the bodies?"

He could tell I was actually interested to learn. "Another time. For now, I need you to remove that shirt, so it can be burned too. You'll need to shower and scrub your skin good."

My eyes hurried to look around us, seeing no one who'd be paying attention. I flipped the shirt over my head and let it fall with the other bloody clothes, standing naked near the barrel. At least it provided heat to my naked body.

Talon stood on the other side of the fire, mesmerized by how the fire's dance moved the shadows over my body. He licked his lips, loving how I had smears of blood on me, standing outside in nothing but my flesh. The intensity quickened my heart rate, making our tension tighter. God, I was fucked up to love all the things I'd been doing here because I wanted him to tackle me to the ground and rut into me with the same ferocity a killer had when he took a life, riding only on pure adrenaline.

Before we could dive at each other, Leopold opened the door. "Sorry! I'm sorry! I should've been watching her better. She snuck out when I had to get my croutons out of the oven." He fixed his glasses and took a deep breath. "Also, dinner is ready."

"It's fine." Talon never looked away from me, piercing me with his hungry stare, and it wasn't the food on the table that he wanted. "We were just heading inside."

My body didn't move until his did, guiding me back to the house, grabbing my ass just to see me jump. I hiccupped, rubbing the now tender spot. He just winked as we neared the entry. We ran into Kage leaving the basement, seeing my current state of undress and gore. His nostrils flared, pinging his gaze to Talon quickly with a question. His face looked feral, aggressive. "So this is how you get revenge because I ate your sandwich last week? You bring her to the doorstep I'd be at, looking like that, outside our house?"

He sounded pissed, but I wasn't clueing in. The man next to me doubled over, catching his hand on the doorframe to let out all his laughter. After, Talon patted Kage's shoulder and moved by him. "You know what? It is revenge for that. You're welcome for the blue balls and fantasies."

"How is this revenge?" I called after Talon, seeing how primal Kage's gaze was over my body.

"You might want to hurry and shower because he might just kill you for looking like that," Talon teased...I think.

"W-what do youmean by that?" I chased after him, hearing Kage's guttural growl from here. Yeah, I yipped and ran to the bathroom. I mean, being kidnapped was one kind of psycho I could get behind, but a killer? Nah, that was a harder line. Well, unless he killed pedophiles and rapists... I could get behind that kind of killer. I could also get behind the ones who sought revenge like Lana in theMindf*ckseries by St. Abby. Hell, I'd help her seek that revenge. So maybe I could do a killer taking me.

Huh, I just surprised myself with how low my moral compass was. No wonder Booktok liked to call it morally gray.

Chapter 13

Kage

Ilet my eyes study the sex scene on the screen. The man gripped her by the throat, placing his forearm between her perfect tits. They bounced in a hypnotic way. Everyone headed to bed for the night, but I needed to unwind. I had already organized my things we used yesterday and shipped about twenty orders today from my online boutique. Most didn't know a man ran it because of similar reactions to the one Victoria gave me.

Speaking of, I heard a loud gasp from her nearby. She must've been with Leo again now that Talon decided she could be off her leash. "What are you watching?"

She looked disgusted that I could be watching a woman be fucked on the television. I paused it on the perfect video of her bodybeing defiled against the wall. I let my gaze swing to her, seeing how uncomfortable she was in her own skin. Someone did that to her. Whether it was from her upbringing in religion or a man undeserving of her body who used others while with her, Victoria felt threatened by another naked woman. She didn't think she had a body that could compare, so it made her miss other fun opportunities she could have when it came to this.

"What?" I asked, knowing I was about to provoke her. "I'm watching some chick get railed, and I might even start touching myself while I watch."

"You're a pig," she growled nearly turning away from me.

I let a savage smile take the corners of my mouth. "Didn't you sign up to be our little fuck toy? Come over here and suck me, sweetheart."

"Fuck you," she snarled, curling her nostril at me.

"You just might get the opportunity." I winked at her before pulling out my dick and grabbing my phone to change the show to a different kind of video. I picked a film of a wet T-shirt contest that turned into a fuckfest to add more fuel to this fire. Then I streamed it to the television as the movie left the screen for the porn. "Unless you want to find yourself tied to that chair for another night, you better do it."

Her eyes were fuming, but she didn't want the punishment I threatened her with. She kept bitching about her arms hurting all day. Victoria dropped to her knees and spit on her palm to begin jerking me. I pressed play, watching the women flaunt themselves before the water was even poured on them. I had my eye on two who fit into my favored look. In all honesty, they shared a lot of similarities to the girl kneeling between my thighs.

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