Page 16 of The Wraith & Her Killer

Scraping my teeth along her jaw, she bucks up beneath me, her hips seeking friction but I shift down her body and settle my weight there so she can’t move. “Then I’m going to cut off every single finger that he has ever laid upon you, knuckle by knuckle.”

My tongue laves over my initial on her chest and she yelps. “Oh,fuck.”

Her hands find their way back to my hair as I shift even further down her body. I nip at each of her hip bones before placing a languid kiss just over the mound of her pussy. She’s bare beneath the shirt, since I didn’t offer her the bottoms that Calix had left. It’s easyaccess and I fucking need her bared to me at all times because I will tear apart any barrier that threatens to keep me from her.

“And while he’s screaming from having stumps for hands, I’ll take my time carving his fucking doorstop of a dick from his body. I’ll make him watch as I douse it in gasoline and set it on fire.”

Her eyes widen in shock before rolling to the back of her head when I drag my tongue up the length of her pussy before sucking her swollen, needy clit into my mouth. She’s already sensitive to the touch with how red and thoroughly used her flesh is from fucking her so roughly in the woods.

I hear Calix whimper from somewhere outside the door, no doubt being the nosy, horny little shit that he is.

Turning my head, I bite down on her inner thigh. Odessa makes this seductive mewling sound that goes straight to my cock. “But just to make sure he doesn’t pass out on me, I’ll inject him with adrenaline and make him watch me with wide eyes as I drive one of my arrows right through the center of his pounding heart.” Another slow, languid lick up her drenched pussy has her knees quivering and squeezing around my skull. “Then I’ll fuck you in his blood as a reminder of who the fuck owns you, body and soul.”

I look up to see that her dark eyes are obsidian with how blown out her pupils have become. She’s panting and her brows are drawn together. Her voice shakes as her words are forced out on a whisper. “There’s something seriously wrong with?—”

“Me?” I supply, but she swallows, shaking her head.

“Me,” she counters. I lower my head, keeping my lips barely a whisper away from her pussy while I await the rest of her statement. I can practically see the insanity lurking behind her eyes. It seems to be that myWraithalso has a sick, depraved little monster just like mine. All caged up and gnawing at its bars, and I’m going to fucking set her free. Her next words bind her to me in ways she’ll never escape from, because she’s just fed my hungry beast exactly what he wanted to know. “Because his name is Santino Ferrero, and I want to watch you tear him apart, piece by piece.”

It’s the last words to pass her lips before I dive in again, rewarding her for her compliance. Meanwhile, I’m becoming more and more addicted to not only her taste, but the sound of my name on her lips while making her come repeatedly on my tongue, fingers, or cock. Only, the satiation that I feel in taking control of her body does nothing to quell the urge to wreak havoc on the world around me. It’s quite the opposite, I fear. Every time life sparks in her eyes by fighting against me for control, the way the yearning for death evaporates with my every touch? It’s also a reminder that there’s a group of motherfuckers out there who took her from me and bled the will to live from her soul. Andthathas me more than ready to drown the world in a sea of sinew and blood.

9

Ididn’t mean to make Odessapass out from too many orgasms… again. I mean, Idid, but not so soon. I’ve got shit to do and she’s got answers to help me get it done. Ah well, c’est la vie and all that.

I leave her to rest in my bed and bandage my own cut from when she’d sliced me earlier. After, I find Rune and Calix waiting for me at the island in the kitchen. Calix is pouting and nursing a small tumbler of vodka where he’s perched on the corner of the island. Rune stands between his legs, a stern look on his face.

I lift a single brow at the two of them. “Do I need to come back?”

Rune shakes his head. “Cal is just pissed that I wouldn’t let him come again after he heard your collateral damage mewling through the door.”

“Don’t call her that or I’ll cut your fucking tongue out and feed it to your dog,” I grit.

“We don’t have a d?—”

“Woof.”Calix barks and Rune looks like he can’t decide if he wants to bend Calix over his knee, or put his mouth to use in other ways.Probably both.

“Oh, my fuckingGod.Fine,” Rune groans, completely unfazed by the threat and instead turns to Cal and places an open mouthed kiss to his throat, just over a nasty scar that trails across the front. “You should know that this fuckingmuttis also pouting because he thinkshe’s losing our dynamic now that you’ve found someone else, someonenewto fill that void.”

My eyes trail to Calix, whose innocent face is now as bright red as his ass gets when I’ve taken my hand to it several times. My cock twitches at the idea of punishing him again for eavesdropping on Odessa’s orgasm, but then again, I had her quite literallyscreamingmy name so I can’t fault him for hearing and listening in.

Rune and Calix had always known that my interactions with them were merely transactional. A means to an end. But seeing the hurt and jealousy in Calix’s eyes tells me that at some point in time, it started to mean more to him.

Rune is the center of his universe, but clearly he’s thrown me into the mix there, somewhere, too.

I need to explain this whole shitshow of a situation and find the answers I need before addressing anyone’s fucking hurt feelings.

“The woman in that room is Odessa Kuznetsov.”

Runes eyes widen to saucers and he blanches when he hears her full name. “Oh, shit.”

Oh, shitis right. For many,manyreasons.

Calix chews on his lip, his eyes volleying back and forth as if he’s sifting through all the information he keeps stored in his brain for moments like this. “You’re sure?”

I nod.

Rune rakes a hand through his pale, messy strands before turning his blue eyes onto me. “Well, what the fuck happened, Adris? She had a hit put out on her. And I thought she was from Chicago? How the fuck did she wind up in Washington? Truth be told, I thought she was dead, because nobody can outrun the bratva.”

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