Page 48 of Deranged and Obsessed Omnibus: Vol 1

But none of this affected Kane. He was like a mountain as he stood there, his chest rising and falling evenly as he sized up the other men. And then he moved like a beast unleashed, closing the distance between them in an instant.

The younger officer barely had time to react before Kane grabbed his wrist, then twisted it with almost laughable ease. The sound of the bones breaking filled the foyer with a disgustingsnap.

The older cop shouted, and I heard a gunshot ring out.

Kane growled and backhanded him, dislodging the gun so it slid across the floor and over to me. I grabbed it immediately.

The younger officer’s weapon finally clattered to the floor, as he was unable to keep hold of it with his broken wrist. At the same time, Kane slammed him into the wall, the man’s head connecting with a brutalthunk. Blood spattered across thewhite paint as—at the very least—his scalp opened. He slumped, unconscious now, and slid to the floor.

The older officer was still shouting, but his words were jumbled, the sound of my pulse pounding in my ears. The man had another weapon, and before I could blink, he fired a shot at Kane. He lunged, the bullet grazing his arm but doing nothing to stop his momentum. He tackled the officer to the ground, his hands wrapping around the man’s throat.

The cop kicked and struggled, but Kane’s grip was unrelenting, his strength inhuman, as he leaned forward and put his face close to the other man’s, staring into his eyes.

I watched, frozen with shock and… horror? Or was it something else? Was it… arousal?

I stared at Kane as he pressed his thumbs into the officer’s windpipe hard enough that the man’s eyes popped wide open, and he clawed at Kane’s hands. A gurgling sound filled the room as the cop tried to stay alive. And then there was a sharp, wet crack as Kane crushed the man’s throat and then twisted his neck, breaking bones.

But Kane wasn’t done. He got off the officer, moved toward the younger man, and jabbed his thumbs into his eye sockets, the digits sinking deep into his skull. Blood sprayed across Kane’s face and neck, and the whole time, he was grinning.

To make sure both men were dead, Kane grabbed the gun off the floor, pointed it at the younger officer first, and put a bullet in his skull. And then he did the same to the other one.

Kane slowly turned to me, his chest heaving, his body slick with blood.

He looked wild.

Feral.

Crazed.

For a moment, he just stared at me. It was clear this man was a monster, covered in the gore of the men he just brutally slaughtered.

But I wasn’t afraid.

I was turned on.

He stepped toward me, but I didn’t retreat, didn’t scramble backward in my position still on the floor. Didn’t speak. I just stared up at him, my breath shallow, my chest tight. And my pussy wet.

He squatted in front of me, his forearms braced on his thighs, his bloody hands hanging over his knees and dripping that red, viscous fluid onto the hardwood floor between us.

“How scared of me are you right now?” he asked low, his voice impossibly deep.

I shook my head, not sure how to find the words to tell him I wasn’t at all.

He searched my face. Then his lips crooked up in a slight smile. A dark one. “No, you’re not afraid. I think, Evelina… I think you’re truly as dark as me, and your switch is good and flipped.”

I didn’t answer, not with words. Instead, I reached for him, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, and pulled him toward me hard. He allowed me to move him—there was no way I could unless he gave in—and had his lips pressed to mine, when I said, “Fuck me again, Kane. Fuck my cunt here and now.”

His breathing changed then. It became frantic as he stared into my eyes. His smile turned darker, widened, and I knew he’d give me what I wanted.

I wanted to be fucked amongst the chaos.

I wanted to be fucked by this man in all the blood he himself had spilled, and I never wanted to look back at the weak woman I used to be.

Chapter Thirteen

Kane

Iwas instantly hard, my cock throbbing, as the blood of the enemies I just slaughtered filled my nose with a coppery tang.

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