Archer swiped up the knife and started to toy with it, his eyes also on Jason. He looked very much like he wanted to jam the knife into Jason's carotid. He glanced at me and nodded before crouching beside the other man.
My eyes on him, I rocked against Boner, the pressure in my body mounting again. I was covered in my own blood, full of Archer's cum, and an asshole was about to meet a sticky end.
It was the perfect evening.
"That's it," Boner urged. "Come on, love, come around my cock." He stroked into me evenly, his piercing rubbing against my G-spot, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
Cass had his own cock back out and was pumping himself, his eyes also on Archer. He wasn't in control this time, he was letting things happen. Letting himself go. Living in the moment.
Clinging to Boner, I came hard, gripping his cock with my pussy and making him come with me.
We were mid-orgasm when Archer drove the knife into Jason's throat, ending his life as we came.
Cass followed a moment later, his cum shooting out and onto the side of Jason's face. His release mingling with the blood.
"Now that," Boner said, trying to catch his breath, "was poetry. Three orgasms and a death. Sounds like the perfect title for a play. Or a movie. Hell, why choose? It could be both."
"I'll take that into consideration," Archer said. He started to wipe the blade on Jason's shirt.
"Dibs on the heart," Boner said before he could start carving it out of the man's chest. He eased himself out of me and helped me down from the desk.
Archer gave him a look, but reluctantly handed him the knife.
Grinning, Boner knelt beside the body, cut Jason's shirt open and started to carve into his chest.
I took the opportunity to step over to Cass and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Are you okay?" I asked softly. "I know this has been…a lot."
He blinked a couple of times and managed to tear his eyes away from Boner.
"I'm okay," he said. "I kept thinking about my brother and the things that were done to him. And your sister. It could have been you. I got so angry I wanted him to die. I liked that he hurt." He still looked conflicted.
I put my arm around him.
"It's not a bad thing to want bad things to happen to bad people," I said carefully. "It might be a little psycho, but it's good stress release. It's like…washing away a nasty stain. If you think of them like that, not as people, it makes it easier."
"People like him aren't people," he said. "They're animals. Worse than animals." He frowned for a moment. "I didn't feel sick this time."
"You've come a long way," I said. It wouldn't be long before he felt the urge to pick up his own knife and end someone. As long as it was therightsomeone, he had my full support.
"Are you going to…" He winced. "Make him into, you know."
"Food?" I offered. "I think I'll leave his disposal to Boner. He seems to have a plan."
"I do have a plan," Boner said, holding up Jason's shining heart. "But first, this is for you, my lady." He offered me the heart in the palm of his hand.
"You guys are too sweet to me." I accepted the heart before wrapping it in a scrap of Jason's shirt. Another heart for my collection.
I'd feel better knowing it belonged to Eros, Hypnos or Zeus, but I'd add theirs soon enough.
If they didn't kill us first.
CHAPTER 14
HARLOW
Something was wrong.
