Page 41 of The Wraith & Her Killer

“Abused me.”

Pop.

“Broke me.”

Pop. Pop. Pop.

“You put on one hell of an act, parading yourself as a made man. One to be respected. To befeared.” Adris scoffs at my words and I feel his heat at my back again, and his hands begin to explore, working their way up my thighs and hips.

“But everyone knows exactly what you are, Ferrero. Wanna guess what that is?” I prod, tapping the arrow against my temple, feeling empowered as Adris’ touch shifts to my ass, then lower, until he’s gripping the toy he’d placed inside of me.

Santino just glares at me, looking like he wants to murder me, but says nothing.

Adris clicks a button that turns on the vibrator and it zaps to life again. I involuntarily release this sound that’s some cross between a moan and a gasp when he begins to pump it in and out of me. Mybody lurches forward with the rush of pleasure that floods my body, but Adris is there to keep me from collapsing against Santino’s body.

A sharp crack sounds through the air when he slaps my ass with a dark chuckle on his lips.

“Don’t leave me in suspense, baby. Tell me.” He thrusts the toy into me, hitting that magic spot that has me gasping and wanting to scream his name all at once, “What is the true nature behind thegreatSantino Ferrero?” he mocks as he peppers my neck with nips and kisses before laving every mark with his sinful tongue.

I moan, then look down into Santino’s one open eye.

“You’re a fucking lying, cheating, traitorous, manipulative piece of shitrapistandcoward.”

I’m seconds away from coming again when Adris rips the toy away from my body again. I’m about to turn around and fucking throttle him, but he beats me to it when he grips my hips in a bruising hold at the same time his long, pierced cock thrusts all the way inside of me in one go.

This time my body is thrown forward, and I have to catch myself on Santino’s bound wrists. My arms are completely outstretched, so he can’t even so much as head butt me if he wanted to.

I can hardly focus on the task at hand when Adris is hitting my g-spot with fucking expert precision.

“Mmm,” Adris hums as he sets a punishing pace, fucking me hard enough that my muscles strain to keep my elbows from bucking. “Sorry, baby, I just can’t resist my fucking queen when she rises to power.”

I cry out when he reaches around me and presses his two middle fingers to my clit, rubbing in circles with such a perfect amount of pressure that my pussy spasms around his cock, pulling a hiss from his lips.

A sudden orgasm shoots through my core, spreading to my limbs down to the tips of my fingers and back again, my wholebody shuddering at the onslaught of pleasure as I feel every bit of my slick arousal coating Adris’ cock.

Of course, this only spurs him on, because one orgasm is never enough for my psychotic husband.

Santino’s face bunches, disgust wreaking havoc on his busted features, and he spits at me, blood spraying across my face.

“You really are a fucking whore, Odessa. Look at you,” he grits with a lisp. My second orgasm is halted when Adris goes deathly still behind me, his cock still buried six feet deep inside of me. “You disgust me.”

I laugh. I can’t help it. Adris bites back a moan when the sudden sound causes my walls to clamp around his girth.

I grip the arrow, not bothering to wipe my face of his vile blood. He blinks, and my grin falls away, revealing a lethal expression.

“Yeah?” I huff, suppressing the moan that really,reallywants to slip free. Raising the arrow, still seated around Adris and his monster dick, I bare my teeth. “Likewise, motherfucker.”

I don’t hesitate.

I shove forward with all of my body weight, Adris’ cock slipping free the moment the arrow pierces Santino’s skin. He shrieks, blood and spit flying, and his body jerks mercilessly, trying to prevent the inevitable.

“Never again will I cower to a lowlife piece of shit like you, Ferrero.”

Adris moans behind me and I peek over my shoulder to see him palming his cock, stroking it while biting his lip, the piercing at the tip completely drenched in my arousal. He looks completely entranced. I’m not sure if it’s from brutally fucking me while I kill a man, or if it’s my words.

Probably both, to be honest.

He’s a freak like that.

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