Page 6 of In Too Deep

“What’s happening to me?” she cries, tears leaking down her cheeks as my cock twitches inside her.

“Only what you wanted to happen,” I tell her. She looks at me pleadingly, but I can do nothing now. Nothing I can do to stop it. She doesn’t know that I knew her plan for the evening. She was going to fuck me and Juno like a good little whore, and then she planned on killing herself for what she’d done. She didn’t want this life on the street with a kid anymore, so she planned to end it all. What I’ve done is just speed it up for her.

Her muscles lock, her body tensing. Her head jerks back at an awkward angle as her friend pulls her mouth from Juno’s cock to look over.

“What’s happening to her?” she squeals as Juno grabs her, pulling her into his lap and forcing her to watch what’s happening to her friend.

“She wanted this,” I tell her calmly as her body pulses around mine. I groan and raise my hips, fucking her as her muscles spasm uncontrollably. Her back arches at an unnatural angle before she straightens back up. Her breathing has become labored, with no sounds leaving her throat. I thrust a few more times as she gasped for air. Her friend cries, she screams, but no one can hear her.

“What the hell, Ares?” Juno asks with a smile on his face.

“She planned on doing it anyway.”

“She did not! She wouldn’t do that,” her friend yells louder. Juno must grow tired of hearing her and slaps his hand over her mouth while keeping the other around her waist, holding her in place.

“You can’t tell me she didn’t tell you,” I say casually as her friend stares at me with wide eyes. The bitch on my lap convulses until she eventually falls off my lap and cock onto the floor. I look down at her and shrug. Her friend screams behind Juno’s hand as he laughs.

“I did not see that one coming,” he says, nodding toward the girl, now dead on the floor. I tuck my cock back into my pants before standing and grabbing a beer.

“What are you doing with her?” I ask, nodding to the girl still in his arms. He pulls her back and whispers something I can’t hear in her ear before removing his hand from her mouth. He brushes her sweaty hair away from her face.

“What should we do with you?” he asks her as I watch the two of them.

“You … you could let me go. I won’t say anything to anyone.”

“Isn’t that what they say before running to the cops?”

“I swear. I didn’t see anything.” Now I laugh loudly.

“Come here,” I tell her. She shakes her head as I laugh harder. Juno shoves her off his lap and stands behind her to make sure she walks over to me. Then I grab a new condom from my pocket and pull my cock back out. She licks her lips like she wants more, and that’s exactly what she’s going to get.

She stops in front of me, and I grab her, pulling her to the floor. She lies on her back as I slide inside her. Juno watches, standing above us before kneeling on the floor next to her. As I fuck her, he turns her head to face him and slides his cock in her mouth. He fucks her face while I fuck her pussy. It’s quick fuck; nothing notable about it. I finish quickly when Juno shoves his cock down her throat. I see her gagging as she tries to catch a breath, but he doesn’t let her. He looks at me for confirmation of what she’s done, and I nod. You would think we killed women for fun, but that’s not what this is. That’s not what we do. We have reason and good reason at that.

“You sure?”

“That’s what my father said,” I tell him, shrugging before grabbing another beer and taking a long pull. Juno pulls out of her mouth long enough for her to suck air into her lungs quickly before he shoves back in. This time, he holds steady and watches her. I do too. I watch her watery eyes as she looks up at him, waiting, wondering if he will let her go. He’s not. He glances at me with a sick smile as I watch as he holds himself steady. She struggles, reaching up and clawing at his arms. It does her no good. It’s only prolonging what’s about to happen. It seems like it takes forever while I drink my beer, but finally, it’s over. Juno pulls his cock out of her mouth and pulls the condom off before standing and yanking his jeans back up.

“You ever get tired of this?” I ask.

“Of what?”

“Killing women.”

“Not really. It’s what we were raised to do. It’s who we are.” I suppose he’s right about that. “Why? Do you?” I shrug.

“I don’t know. It all seems to bleed into the next, you know? Same shit, different day.”

“Yeah, I get that. We need to change up our techniques?” I shrug once more as I grab the gas can on the floor next to the couch and pour it over the crime scene.

“Maybe. I don’t know.”

“Are you tired of it?”

“No. Just thinking is all.” I toss the can, grab a cigarette, and light it up. Juno grabs a beer and takes a long pull before heading toward the door, tossing the bottle over his shoulder. I walk behind him, sucking the nicotine into my lungs before flicking the cigarette over my shoulder. Almost immediately, it ignites as we make it outside. We walk over to my car and stand back, watching as the flames slowly get bigger and bigger.

“We need to go,” Juno declares as I watch the flames lick the darkness.

“Yeah,” I say, but I don’t move. I stand still, watching as the place burns.

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