Page 24 of Whips and Chains
“I meant whatever you’ve done, and you know it. I’ve never seen anyone procrastinate so hard on spilling his guts.”
I breathed out heavily, forcing every bit of air out of my lungs until they ached. “I choked Violet, then her best friend died, and then we had a foursome.”
He spun the steering wheel, taking a corner. He peeked at me once he had the car straightened again. “That’s a lot for one sentence.”
“You said to stop procrastinating!”
“Well, I can see why you were, if that’s what you’ve been up to! Just to clarify, when you said you choked Violet, then had sex with her, she was still alive during the sex? Or no?”
“What? Of course she was!”
“Okay, okay! I was just checking we weren’t dealing with some sort of ‘fucking dead people’ kink. I’m not one to judge.”
“I’m kinda judging you for not judging! That’s not a kink, that’s messed up.”
“Agreed. What were we talking about again?”
“Me choking Violet. And the fact I’m never going to be alone with her ever again.”
Scythe stopped in the car pickup line. “Right. Gotcha.”
“You ever do that to Bliss?”
Scythe shook his head fast. “No. Never.”
I slumped in my seat. “Great. I’m a monster even among monsters.”
Scythe let the car roll forward a few feet as someone farther ahead of us in the line drove their kid away. “You stopped though, right? You didn’t actually kill her. That’s a good thing.”
“I put my fingers around her throat and squeezed. And liked it.”
Scythe shrugged. “So you have a choking kink.”
“What if it’s more than a kink?” I asked, voicing the fear that had plagued me ever since I’d done it.
He didn’t say anything for a long moment. He didn’t need to. We both knew the answer.
Scythe tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and crept us forward a few more inches. “What if she liked it?”
“She didn’t,” I said quickly. “I scared her.”
“Do you know that for sure or are you just projecting your fears onto her? You said you had sex with her last night. She wanted that, right? I know you didn’t fucking force her. You might be a monster, but you aren’t that sort of man.”
I nodded quickly, remembering the way Violet had opened her thighs for me, showing me how wet her pussy was and inviting me into it.
Scythe pushed further. “If she was scared of you, do you really think she would have done that?”
He had a point.
But it was kind of moot, considering she’d stormed off this morning, after she’d realized what we’d kept from her. “Bliss ever get so mad at you she ran off to her brother’s place and swore she never wanted to see you again?”
“Bliss’s only living brother is about thirteen…so no.”
“Violet’s brother is Fang.”
Scythe snorted on a laugh. “You’re so fucked.”
Didn’t I know it.
