Page 14 of The Wraith & Her Killer

I take inventory of her injuries, carefully calculating what I caused versus what existed prior to my chasing her through the woods. It’s obvious that someone was hurting her, but why?

I need some fucking answers like, yesterday. This whole night is not going how I had expected it to, and though I just came harder than I ever have in my life, my skin is crawling with the need to burst again. Killing or fucking, I don’t care.

Odessa starts to rouse in my lap, and a soft whimper passes her lips as she wiggles, waking my half-hard cock once again. My growing length inside of her makes her gasp, her dainty hands gripping my shoulders hard as her head raises until her forehead is pressed against mine. Her hips rock gently, the motion slick and sensual from my cum lubing my cock, making it easier for her to ride me. I sit perfectly still, letting her control the narrative.

She keeps the slow and steady rhythm, the tenderness in each thrust driving me past the point of insanity but I clench my jaw, holding myself back from claiming her roughly like I’m so fucking desperate to.

“Adris.” Her soft moan is followed swiftly by a growl that radiatesfrom deep within my chest at the sound of my name falling softly from her lips.

Her orgasm comes softly and quickly, tipping me right over the edge with her. I wait as she rides out the last waves, her breaths slowly steadying. It takes a moment, but she finally pulls back, and her eyes meet mine. So many warring emotions battle for dominance on her face.

I ignore them all, not wanting to dive deep into that pit right now. “Let’s get you cleaned up, Wraith,” I say, tapping her thigh, encouraging her to lift up and off of me. She complies, albeit reluctantly, and whimpers at the loss when my cock unsheathes itself from her pussy.

I look down, and I could laugh at how thoroughly used my cock looks right now. Poor guy looks like he’s gasping for air after being so blissfully suffocated by Odessa’s tight pussy. Sex had always been a means to an end for me, but what just happened out in the woods… What happened just now? It was anything but.

I move to stand and notice how my cum has begun to leak, running down her tanned thighs. She tries hurriedly to wash it off, but I’m having none of that. I’d waste no time in shoving it right back inside of her if it weren’t already mixing with the dirt, sticks, and leaves that cling to her skin. She looks at me over her shoulder and quickly covers herself as if I wasn’t just buried balls deep inside of her mere moments ago.

Rolling my eyes, I crowd her personal space when she faces away from me in an attempt to regain some level of modesty. I want nothing more than to manhandle her into listening to me, but logic tells me that it would not be well-received if I want her to submit to me right now. She shifts before me, suddenly guarded, and looks around the oversized area like she’s slipped back into being that meek little death-seeking mouse all over again. Sealing my front to her back, I wrap my arms around her to grip her wrists and pull them away to uncover her breasts. She seems unsure of where to put them, so I lift them until they’re laced behind my neck.

I walk us forward until we’re both under the spray and silently rinse the entire night away. I’ve already permanently marked her again so I’ll let the cum wash away… this time.

Odessa remains silent while I lather her in the spare body wash that I keep here after particularly bloody jobs. My cock throbs against her lower back when my scent mixes with hers. Such minuscule things never had any merit with me before, but my littleWraithis changing fucking everything in the course of one night and it’s threatening to upheave my carefully constructed chaos.

Rinsing her body free of the soap, she leans into me and tips her head back, resting her head against my chest with a contented sigh. She winces when I reach the Athat I carved right over her heart and her dark eyes open to meet mine.

I didn’t want to leave you, Adris…

I have to get answers and I can’t get them while naked in the shower. I mean, Icould,butall I can think about is her slick body pressed against mine, so inevitably, I would fuck her again and wouldn’t stop until she passed out from exhaustion. Again.

Shutting off the water, I wrap her in a towel before drying myself. I notice two sets of clothes sitting on the bathroom sink that weren’t there the first time Calix left, so either he or Rune brought them back at some point. I ignore the errant thought of Calix ogling her because I really don’t want to kill one of the only two people I trust.

Group play is one thing ifIam the one leading it. Going behind my back to covet what belongs to me is grounds for a fucking stabbing.

Before Odessa can get dressed, I look her over, checking each of her injuries. In the light of the bathroom, I can tell that none of them are self-inflicted. Rage burns hot through me when I see just how bad her bruising is around her neck. Now that her face is clean, I can tell that her nose is not broken, but is busted up pretty bad. I offer her a salve for the cuts on her face and chest, but she flinches away from me.

I don’t fucking think so,Wraith.

“Don’t fucking do that,” I snap, grabbing her chin and lifting her face until her eyes fall upon mine again. I don’t wait for her to recoil again before I apply the salve to the cut on her nose and lips.

Grabbing her hips, I lift her until she’s propped up on my sink and I quickly step between her knees before she can snap them shut. If looks could kill, I’d be dead with the way she’s glaring daggers at my forehead. Luckily, she’s quiet, and I’m able to clean and bandage her palm where I’d cut her earlier tonight. It’s deep and will definitely scar, but I don’t think she needs stitches. I’m wrapping the last of the gauze around her hand and wrist when she finally speaks.

“Why?” she whispers, her breaths mixing with my own at my close proximity.

“Elaborate,” I rumble as I add the fasteners to the gauze to keep it in place.

“Why do all this? You were going to kill me an hour ago. That doesn’t make you any better than them.”

I straighten and turn to my clothing pile before throwing my own clothes on. “Plans change. If I wanted you dead, you’d be dead,Wraith. I don’t play with my food before I eat it,” I say, turning toward her pile of clothes, but stop and think. A crazed grin stretches over my lips. “Okay, maybe I do, but not for this long. I also don’t let targets ride on the back of my bike and I certainly don’t fuck them in the woods until they come all over my cock, either.”

She blushes fiercely and lifts her hands when I motion for her to do so. I pull the plain black t-shirt over her head before she says in a voice so soft I barely register it, “That can’t happen again.”

I scoff. “You mean the way it happenedagainwhen you rode meagainin the shower just minutes ago?”

Her blush deepens.

I tap the scar on her chest and she hisses in pain. “What did I tell you that night?”

“Adris—”

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