Page 4 of Craving You
“Hey.I’m not in the business of telling women what to do with their bodies.Sometimes they get rough, but never like this.I’ve never had anyone do this before.She has never been hurt like this before,” he explains.“His name is George Fallon.He apparently snuck two buddies in tonight with him.He’s been seeing her every weekend since she started.He’s usually pretty tame, but… I pulled the tapes for that room.
“Send it to me,” I growl.
“I don’t know if you want to see this,” Rob remarks.
“Whatever the price… I’ll pay.I want to know who it is I’m killing,” I say.
“Okay.Okay,” he sighs.“You should have it, but keep me out of it, please.”
“I will,” I say.
“Me and one of the bouncers finally have her talked out of working back there.Omar watches over her, and he has been trying for months to get her to quit.I think we are pretty close,” he says.“She’s done in the back, though.I think tonight scared her enough that she is done.”
“Good,” I say.“I’ll keep your name out of it.Just send me what you have on these fuckers, please.”
“To the burner?”
“Yes, Rob.”
“Got it.His whole folder is sent over,” he says.
“Thanks.”I end the call and fist my cock to start fucking my hand.It’s not enough.I open the video and watch as I keep stroking myself.When he starts to violently fuck her throat, I want to feel her mouth on me.I prop my phone up so I can move it up to my face.I listen to the sounds of her muffled screams as I gently open her mouth.
“They’ll fucking die for this, Little Fawn.I own you, and no one touches what’s mine,” I growl as I slowly push into her mouth.My balls tighten when she wraps her lips around my cock and sleepily sucks, as if it’s an instinct.Her eyes are closed, so she’s doing this in her sleep.“Oh, baby girl.Fucking perfect.”
I reposition her body so I can hold her head between my hands as it dangles off the edge of the bed.I push down her throat, and she keeps sucking as I rock my hips in small strokes.I want to live in this woman’s body.I’ve never felt something so fucking amazing.I promised myself that the first time I fucked someone, it would be her, and she would be well aware of what I was doing to her.The downside to being a virgin is that I fear I will disappoint her.I want the first time that we fuck to be the best sex of her life.I know that she has had other partners, but I want to be the best of all of them.I made a promise to myself that her cunt and ass were off-limits while she sleeps, but the rest of her is free game.My sweet little fawn sucks cock in her sleep.Can she be any more perfect?
“Fuck,” I hiss as my body jerks.I pull out of her mouth and fuck my fist, her saliva acting as a lubricant.When I finally come, it all lands on her tits and chest like an artwork of my devotion to her.This woman owns me just as much as I own her.I’ve saved myself for her, and as much as I would like to kill each and every person who even looks at her, I won’t control what she does with her body.I will still rip apart anyone who causes her pain without her consent, though.
I reposition her in bed and clean her body.I lay in the bed with her for a moment once I have her dressed.She’s still sleeping peacefully, but when her body senses mine, she automatically turns and snuggles against my chest.Fuck, I love this woman so goddamn much.I’m getting to the point where I know that I need to speak up and let her know that I’m here.I’ve always been here, and I always will be.I have two very distinct parts of my personality.This side, the side that hunts her from the shadows and enjoys her body at night, doesn’t want to give her any other choice but to learn to love me the way I love her.The man I am during the day wants her to have the free will to go where life takes her.
Does she know how many times she has come for me?Does she know how I have kept her safe for years until now?I failed her by letting her be in that fucking club.I should’ve ended that before it ever got this bad.I know Lorelei, and I can’t imagine she truly wants to be letting random men use her body.Who am I to judge, though?I just throat-fucked the girl in her sleep.Does that make me as bad as the man who hurt her tonight?The difference is, I love her.She knows one part of me, but it’s time she starts to get to know this side.
I’mstandingoutsidethehome of George Fallon.The two men from the video that fucked my girl are resting in the living room with him.Originally, I was going to come in and just shoot all three of them, but that would leave evidence.Instead, I’m going in with a wooden bat.When I get done obliterating their fucking heads, I’ll burn it in my fireplace at home.
I pull on my neon purge mask and open the back door.You see, men like this think they are invincible.They would never imagine that someone would come in and hurt them.Women are sure to lock their doors, and they always double-check, but not George.Lorelei always double-checks her doors and windows at night, but she doesn’t know that I can get into the fire escape regardless of a lock.
I slowly creep through the house until I get to the living room.Two of them are on the couch and one is in the armchair, but they are all facing away from me.They have beers in their hands, and an empty liquor bottle is on the coffee table.Good, they are drunk.It will be less of a fight if they are shitfaced.
The two on the couch are the ones who raped her, but I start with the man on the right.I need to make my hits count so that they don’t come after me all at once.I line up my bat, and with one fatal swing, it cracks into the side of his head before anyone can react.I immediately rear back and swing down hard, hitting the man on the left directly in the temple.They both collapse, and the man in the armchair, George Fallon, is on his feet.
“You’re a dead bitch,” he growls.He goes for the pistol in his waistband that I already spotted, but as soon as he pulls it, I swing the bat and knock it out of his hand.He screams in pain when bones in his wrist audibly crack.“Fuck.What the fuck did you do?!”
“You hurt my girl,” I growl.“She doesn’t belong to you.”
“What?Is this about that whore from the club?”
“She’s not a whore,” I scream at him as I swing the bat again and make contact with his ribs.He screams out as he falls to the ground, immediately shielding his face when I stand over him with my bat raised in the air.“She’smine.”
“Wait, stop!”he pleads, but it’s too late.The moment he touched Lorelei Belmont, he was a fucking dead man.No one touches my girl.No one.
I slam the bat down on the top of his head, and I keep swinging over and over again until there’s nothing left.His face and head are obliterated, brain matter spilling out of his skull.I hear one of the men behind me groan, so I spin around and swing the bat again.He was standing and attempting to flee, but I sent him crashing into the glass coffee table.I give him the same treatment and start slamming the bat down on his head until the sight of his blood and brains satisfies me.The other one might be dead, but I don’t leave survivors.He is slumped on the couch, but as I get closer, I see that he is still breathing.It is shallow and labored, so I line the bat up with the center of his face.I recognize him as the one who hit her.He was mad that she was sobbing.Pathetic.I smash the bat against his face, and I keep hitting him until I release all of my anger.
I’m fucking amazed that the bat has held up through three skulls, but it will be easier to transport without it being splintered.I’m covered in blood, but I have made sure not to step in any of it.I also have gloves on, so I search for a trash bag to put the bat in before walking out of the house.I’m confident that I did not leave any evidence behind, so I will just have to burn everything I’m wearing, along with the bat.
I get back to my truck and I already have trash bags and protective liners laid out so I can sit in the truck without getting blood on anything.I turn on the music and let it drown out any negative feelings I have toward this.It had to be done because it hurt her.I will play the devil so long as she continues to be my sweet angel.She is the definition of perfection, and I won’t allow anyone to taint that.
Once I get to the house, I start a fire in the fireplace and toss everything in.I sit and watch as the last of the evidence burns, content with what I have done.
