Page 20 of Red Lace Manor

Bad ass murderers didn’t do that.

Her lips moved in a nearly silent prayer, one anyone other than me would have missed.

“Oh, myGod.” A little whine curled around the last word, and I wondered how many times she’d said that tonight.

“He can’t help younow, Little Light.” I grunted, and reached forward to rest my fingers on her neck, savoring the hammering of her pulse. “God turned his back on this house alongtime ago.”

My hips rocked into her, causing her whole body to move. Fuck, she was beautiful. If she beat the odds and got out of this, I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to hunt her down and reclaim what remained of the money, as we’d done with previous victors.Instead, I’d probably spend my days snapping the neck of anyone who dared to look at her.

My thrusts grew violent at the idea of killing for her. Would she like it if I did that? Should I bring her souvenirs of the kills like some sort of fucked up house cat?

No, I was getting ahead of myself. Right now, all I needed to do was focus on the wet heat of her cunt and the way it pulsed around me. My eyes fluttered shut, and I wondered if the mask made it better or worse for her.

If given the opportunity, would she kiss me? Maybe she’d bite my lip and lick the coppery taste from the surface.

Her breathing grew ragged, and I wondered what she’d be like if I’d gotten to her earlier. When she had more energy to fight.

My mind swam with the terrible idea of morning sex and breakfast in bed, things that were never meant to be.

Her face scrunched, her lips parting in a desperate moan, and that completelyfuckedme. The coil in my stomach snapped, leaving cum to spurt out of me and directly into Little Light’s cervix. I gripped her thighs and hoped I bruised them; I wanted proof I’d been here, and if it weren’t for the knife being shoved in her ass, I would have carved my name into her porcelain skin.

I nearly fell over once my relief finally washed over me, but I kept myself steady, easing off her and falling onto my ass. Once I was on the ground, I lifted her legs and removed the knife before tossing itfar, faraway.

“You don’t get that back,” I panted before laying with my back to the ground.

Once the thrill left my system, I was left with a dizzy haze in my head, and an unpleasant ache in my side, I was still bleeding. Fuck, now I see why people didn’t get stabbed for fun.

I heard Lux sit up before crawling over to me on hands and knees. My mask made it impossible for her to see my face, still, she gazed directly in my eyes.

“How long do I have until you try to kill me?” She asked cautiously.

“Depends,” I joked, a smirk pulling at my lips. “Are you going to suck me off?”

I laughed, causing a shooting pain in my side. My hand flew to the spot, pressing in as if that’d help.

Lux’s wet hair stuck to her forehead, but she did the best she could to put it back as she watched me with complete concern.

“No,” she whispered. “I want to help you.”

Once again, I wondered if this girl wasstupidorbrave. But, the idea of being cared for, even by someone potentially on death row, made me tingle in ways I couldn’t explain. But, maybe that was the blood loss talking.

Chapter 8

Lux

It was impossible to read the Jester’s face, considering it was still hidden behind a mask. But, if I had to guess, he looked at me with complete and utter confusion. He was one of the four men trying to kill me, and any logical person would have taken him being injured as a chance to run. But… if he wasn’t going to jump up and try to drown me like Solomon had, there was nothing for me to lose by helping, and everything to gain.

Maybe, if I bandaged him up, he’d take pity on me later andwouldn’tlet his friends turn me into the human equivalent of a Bear Skin rug.

“You’restillbleeding–” I pointed to the red pouring from his side.

“Yeah, that happens when someonestabs you, Lux.” Sass dripped from his words, and I rolled my eyes.

“I have a first-aid kit in my bag. Let me get it and–”

“You also have a fuckinggunin there,” he scoffed. “Baby girl, if you want to finish me off, just stab me one more time and we’re good.”

“I’mnottrying to kill you, dumbass.” The words slipped and my face heated, it was then I realized I probablyshouldn’ttalk to him like that.

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