He comes to me, taking the bone saw. “Watch and learn, Malishka.”
He effortlessly opens Maxim up all the way, and I can see all his insides. His bone and organs, all the way to the intestines. Maxim gasps and wheezes, a sucking sound coming from his chest. He must be struggling to breathe.
I pinch my brows, shocked he is still alive. “How is he not dead?” I ask Ghost.
“If you are careful not to sever any major arteries, or puncture vital organs, you can keep them alive a bit longer,” Ghost explains, making me smile.
I hear more screaming coming from the phone. I almost forgot Ghost’s father is watching this. I stand directly in front of the camera and lean in, smiling like the psychopath I am.
“Enjoying the show, you sick fuck? Now watch us make your boy our bitch.”
Threats are hollered through the device, but I ignore them.
I go back over to Maxim, chest heaving with what I now know is bloodlust. I swipe a finger through the red liquid, raising it to my lips. My eyes roll back in my head as I moan in bliss.
I offer my bloody finger to Ghost. “Taste your brother, my love.”
“You’re so sexy when you’re depraved,” Ghost says in a guttural voice, sucking my finger into his mouth.
The sensation goes straight to my pussy, which starts to throb with desire. “Let’s finish this.”
I shoot out my arm, wrapping my hand around Maxim’s heart, being careful not to disconnect it from the tissue.
“You expected me to give you my heart, right?” I ask Maxim, who’s somehow still conscious, though barely.
Grinning wider, I wrap my fingers around his heart, yanking it from his chest with a jerk of my wrist. I hold Ghost's eyes as I squeeze.
A sploosh sound comes, and I feel his heart burst into my hand. I just stand there, unable to tear myself away.
Ghost softly puts his hand over mine. “It’s over, baby.”
I open my hand, and what used to be Maxim’s heart hits the floor with a splat.
Breathing hard, I wait for Ghost to finish taunting his father.
“This is not a warning, but a promise, Old Man. What I will do to you will be ten times worse. I will catch up to you.” Then he disconnects the call.
I smile at Ghost, my entire body feeling like a live wire. The look in his eyes tells me he feels it too.
Our lips smash together as if a magnet pulls us together. I moan loudly when his tongue tangles with mine. We kiss passionately, and I struggle to get my clothes off as fast as I can. Ghost is doing the same thing.
We pull back and check each other out.
He is true perfection. So pale and beautiful, painted with blood. His eyes are so black, I can’t see his pupils. He looks demonic, which turns me on more.
We paw at each other, sinking down to the floor right in front of Maxim's dead body. Ghost lays me down, hovering over me.
“Wrap your legs around me, Malishka,” he says breathlessly.
I happily do as he asks, and he thrusts into me hard and fast. I yell my pleasure so loudly, it reverberates around the room.
Ghost grunts as he pounds into me without restraint. Each thrust pushes me across the floor. I can feel Maxim’s blood underneath me, still warm.
“Harder,” I pant, feeling a massive orgasm cresting.
Ghost's mouth crashes into mine, and I scream my release. Ghost follows with a shout.
Before we can come down, the door crashes open, the guys pouring through it.
