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She did not stop sucking, even as I flipped up the back of her skirt. The last one’s protests got even louder as I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I didn’t mind, though. He was getting his just desserts as far as I was concerned. What better way to treat a rapist than to rape him in return?

Her ass looked so perfect in the red thong I picked out for her this morning. After gelding her, I was informed by the veterinarian not to engage in sexual activities for two to three weeks, but I was an impatient bastard. I hadn’t even lasted two to three days before I was fucking her again. To keep her from getting hard, I caged her little dick. But she was such a good pet that I thought she’d earned the release.

Using my pinkie finger, I pulled her thong down to her thighs. “My pretty toy. Who do you belong to?”

I hadn’t ordered her to stop giving the blowjob to her once friend, but she also knew better than to ignore a direct question from me. She popped her head back, releasing his cock. I was gone for nearly four hours, and his erect dick was a very angry red. I wondered if that was medically an issue, but then decided that I didn’t give a fuck if it was.

“You, Master.” She spoke in a high-pitched feminine voice. Much better than that baritone she had when I first fucked her. I’d used electric torture to force her voice higher.

“Such a good little cum slut,” I praised. “Are you going to thank me for allowing you to suck cock while I was away, toy?”

I lined up my cock to her hole. I didn’t need lube. Part of her daily makeup routine was to always apply lubrication to her asshole. She had toalwaysbe ready for me.

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.”

I didn’t bother with foreplay because I didn’t care if I hurt her or if she was in pain. I thrust inside her asshole, basking in the tightness.

She moaned and immediately returned to sucking the last one’s cock. He made a groan of protest, but I can tell he was enjoying himself. And even better, hehatedthat he was.

Leaning over, I dangled the key to Ro-Ro’s chastity cage next to her face. She gasped, her surprise causing her to drop the dick out of her mouth. “Oh, Master! Really?”

“You earned it,” I informed her, and she scrambled for the key. I was not about to touch her dick to release her. She put the cage on herself and she could take it off. “Don’t get used to this treatment, toy. The rare times I do allow you to come, it will always be with my dick in your ass.”

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master!” Metal clank on the floor as the cage and key fall.

I grabbed her hips and resume fucking her. “I did not tell you to stop sucking his cock.”

She quickly latched on like a baby to a mama’s teat. The last one, who’d watched in horror when Ro-Ro revealed what remained under her skirt, made a protesting groan. “This is so fucked up. I can’t— Shit, Roman, you don’t need to do this! Please stop!”

I smile up at him. “Of course she does. Because Roman doesn’t exist anymore.” I give her a light scratching behind the ear like one would pet a dog. “Her fate is entirely up to me now,” I inform him. “Unlike yours.” I indicated down to his cock. “Enjoy what remains of your puny life, hotshot. Holly has waited alongtime to get youexactlywhere you are. She’s going to make your last moments on this fucked up planet a living hell.” My smile grows wider. “And I, for one, am very much looking forward to watching you die.”

Chapter Sixty-Four

Mal

I should be usedto middle of the night calls, but it still pissed me off. My little owl didn’t moan or budge as I extracted my arms from around her.

“Are you dead or dying?” I grumbled into the phone, accidentally pulling the charging cord from the wall.

“Kaylee Collins’ body was just discovered.”

I sat upright in shock. “What?” I asked Dr. Robinson.

“Carr just called me in. Coroner down there is going to do the initial assessment before Collins’ remains get shipped up to me.”

After nearly two weeks, my suspension was common knowledge. Robinson had called me the week before to tell me when Jerome Roberts’ body had been discovered too. By my calculations, there were now three left: Roman Fitzwilliam, Rachel Steiner, and Emmet Renfrew. Based on the amount of time that Fitzwilliam had been missing, though, I had a feeling the man was long dead and we just hadn’t discovered his body yet.

Or rather,theyhad not discovered his body yet. I was no longer a part of the team.

A small sigh at my hip reminded me that I no longer slept alone in my bed. I quickly got to my feet, hurrying nakedfrom my bedroom. My upper floor had my dungeon and master bedroom, so I had to journey down the stairs of my dark house to get to my office.

Once in there, I demanded, “Tell me everything.”

“I literally just did. Until I get her body on my table, that’s all I have. I’ll let you know COD. She was only found a few hours ago in an executive office in Hobart Bay. Carr was called after she was identified because of the BOLO.”

I sat at my desk, the leather of my chair cool to my bare ass. I woke my computer up, grateful that I always kept backups of my thoughts and intuitions about a case on my personal drive. Legal? No. Helpful so I could continue to work at home? Yes.

I pulled up my files on the Atelihai Killer, whom I now knew was Holly Marteen. What I didn’t understand was how. I knew the why. Fuck, did I know, but I wasn’t surewhy now. Fifteen years later, but why the wait? Why not five years ago, ten? Why fifteen?

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