Page 74 of Fragmented Illusions
Unable to wait out of sight, I hike through the snow. Spencer follows me wordlessly like a good little boy—except we move toward the backdoor. We never go through the front, and I don’t plan to any time soon.
I wrap my gloved hand around the rusted metal knob until the frigidness seeps inside of my glove. I twist and slowly push the door open. It creaks and groans as it swivels on its rusty hinges.
I take a step inside, slowly as to let my eyes adjust to the darkness. Spencer steps in right behind me, so close his chest presses against my back completely. I can feel his erection rubbing against my ass and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from reacting.
Spencer shuts the door behind him, locking us in the darkness. The room is quiet, and I strain my ears, listening for Fallon. I faintly hear the rotten floorboards in the other room creaking with her every step, drawing closer to us. To the girl lying in the middle of the floor, shivering, but still unconscious.
I walk to where she is lying and press my fingers to her neck to check her pulse—which has weakened greatly. Even through my gloves, I can feel how cold she is, and with my eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness, it’s not hard to see the blue tint to her skin.
This girl is going to die soon anyway. Probably from hypothermia if Fallon doesn’t do something about it soon. And she needs to.Ineed her to.
A sharp gasp at my back has me slowly rising to my full height. I can feel Fallon’s gaze burning straight through me. I slowly spin around and meet it. She can’t see my eyes, but I can see hers—and hers are exactly what I’d hoped I would see.
They’re wide with shock—of course—but they are so much more. They almost sparkle with adrenaline and desire. Her lips part and I can see small puffs of white-gray vapor exit her mouth as her hot breaths mix with the cold air.
“What—”
“What are you doing here, pretty girl?” I ask, keeping my tone monotonous though I want nothing more than to haul her to me and end this girl’s life together. Tofinallystart what will be the rest of our lives.
“I—” she pauses, darting her gaze back and forth between me and Spencer. Spencer has his head tilted to the side as he stares at her, but I know him. I know with certainty he is smiling underneath his mask, completely elated this is happening. His fingers twitch in his pocket—the very pocket he carries his knife in.
He’s antsy for the kill.
I know the feeling all too well.
My body is deprived of the oxygen I receive from my victims when I take their life and I’m slowly suffocating. Almost as if my skin is slowly dying, decaying right in front of my eyes, and peeling right off of me, leaving me exposed. Vulnerable.
I’m dying.
I need to kill like I need my next breath. My killsgiveme my next breath.
“C’mon, pretty girl. Tell us why you’re here,” Spencer cuts in, taking a step toward her. Fallon’s eyes lock on him and with her distracted, I watch as her chest rises and falls rapidly. Her nipples are so hard, they are easily visible through her thin coat.
I want to lunge forward and latch onto one. I want to sink my teeth into her flesh until I feel her blood spill across my tongue and finally,finally,get to taste her.
Inside and out.
All mine mine mine.
“I’m-I’m—” she stutters over her words, clearly nervous and I roll my eyes.
“Let’s cut to the chase, pretty girl. We all know why you’re here. It has to do with this girl lying three feet behind me. You want to kill her, don’t you? When you were here last, you got a lick of the freedom you have always craved, and it’s beeneatingyou alive knowing it’s just out of reach. But you can have it. With us.”
She stares at me with her wide, blue eyes, and her lips parted. I observe as she darts her tongue out and runs it along her bottom lip. I feel my still hard cock twitch in my pants imagining that tongue on me.
“So, what’s it gonna be, baby?” Spence asks, stepping up until he’s right behind her. His front is a mere inch from her, and my mouth salivates.
We’re so fucking close.
“I’ve never heard you talk so much at once,” she whispers, and a surprise bark of laughter shoots from my mouth. I can’t hold it back as it wracks through me. I almost double over from the force.
When I finally get myself together, they are both staring at me like I’ve done something insane. And I guess in a way I did, but I did not expect her to say that.
She always manages to surprise me.
I sigh and straighten my posture, getting back to the matter at hand. “Decisions… Decisions…” I ponder as I walk around the perimeter of the room. My black combat boots thud loudly on the floor with each step I time to match my heartbeat.
“I’m aware of what I’m feeling. I-I accept it, I think. But I don’t know what to do with it. This feels so… permanent. What if I do this and I regret it? What if I do this and I get caught?Weget caught?” She spews out her thoughts like word vomit. I smile.
