He grabs me, rolling me onto my back. Graves sit on either side of us as he presses his length against me. I yank at his clothes, needing to feel him. He tosses aside his jacket and takes off his shirt. His skin pebbles with the cold chill. I sit up, taking off my shirt and unbuttoning my pants. He grabs my jeans and uses them to bring me closer to him. He tugs at the fabric, working it down my legs.
He flips me over, hands digging into the earth. I can see straight down the cliffside. If he were to push me right now, I’d fall to my death.
He lines himself up with my entrance and pulls my hair so I’m arching my back.
“I’m going to fuck you right here and remind you of who you belong to.”
He slams into me, and my hands slip, sending chunks of dirt raining down onto David’s broken lifeless body. I feel his piercings enter me one by one and I let out a cry as I push myself back onto him.
He thrusts his hips, sliding in and out of me. “You see that down there? He can never fucking hurt you again, baby.” My eyes flit downwards as Lukas fucks me from behind.
Maybe I’m darker than I ever thought possible, letting this man that has my heart and body fuck me while we gaze down at my dead ex below. His body begins to be picked apart by crows as the water laps at his feet.
“We’re going to Hell for this.” I mutter, tears springing to my eyes, knowing I’m enjoying this far too much. I should be feeling guilty and angry, but instead I felt nothing but need.
“Maybe, but right now? This is Heaven on Earth.” Lukas replies, slamming into me even harder.
He reaches around my neck and squeezes. My airway constricts as his fingers close around me. My heart rate picks up and my vision swims. The ocean ahead looks like it dips, spinning closer while black dots fill my eyes. I should feel afraid, but instead I feel invigorated. I feel desired. The knowledge that I could plummet to my death right now only spurs on the pleasure I’m feeling as Lukas takes me.
“Fuck, I missed this tight pussy. I missed how fucking wet you get for me.” He says as his cock stretches inside me, filling me so completely. My knees ache, digging into the rough ground as we move together.
“You’re going to come right now. Show me how fucking dark you are, baby.”
I feel myself clench at his words; my orgasm takes over as I drench his cock. My whole-body shudders and I feel as if I’m about to pass out. He lets go of my neck and I gasp in a breath, desperate for oxygen. My head feels fuzzy as he continues thrusting into me until he lets out a moan, spilling inside of me.
“Fuck, yes. Skye, you take me so fucking good.” He says sliding out of me and pulling me away from the edge. I turn and he pulls me close, burying my head in his neck as I feel a sob wrench out of me. My emotions flood me as I come down from the adrenaline rush.
“Oh my god, he’s dead.” I say, body shaking from the cold and from the realization of what has happened.
He runs his fingers down my hair, placing a kiss against my temple. “He’s dead.”
“You could go to jail, Lukas! Your phone. You messaged him!” I scramble to stand, grabbing my clothes off the ground. I yank them onto my body, my stomach churning as reality settles over me.
He starts getting dressed. “Don’t worry, I learned a thing or two from Emmet. I used a fake number and was able to reroute his location before he even showed up here.”
“But, what about his body?”
Lukas shrugs, “There’s nothing tying me or you to him. If they find and identify him, his online history will show he was deeply in debt. He’s been posting things about ending it for the last few months. The police most likely won’t look further than that.” I worry my bottom lip, tasting the blood that still coats it. “Come here.” He says, holding out his hand for me to take.
I slide my dirt covered hand into his and feel a sense of rightness as our fingers interlock. I let out a breath. He makes me feel safe, which makes no sense. I just watched him kill a man.
We’re a mess covered in blood and dirt, smelling of sex. He pulls a leaf from my hair, letting it fall to the floor. “Let’s go back to the house.” I say, aching to shower off. He looks down at me with a smirk before tapping the tip of my nose.
I look over at the grave we were next to and notice the word ‘KNOX’ written in all caps. I frown, wondering if they’re distantly related to Salem somehow.
“Alright, baby. Let’s go home.” Lukas says, pulling my focus. I smile at him feeling a sense of happiness.
We walk hand in hand down the path. I don’t even spare a glance back, which makes me wonder just how messed up I really am. It should worry me more than it does, but something about knowing how far Lukas was willing to go for me outshines the concern I know I should feel.
ChapterForty-Three
PIERCE
SONG: THE DEVIL I KNOW BY ALLIE X
I’m strong enough to pick myself off the floor, placing my feet shoulder width apart as I use my hands to steady myself against the brick wall. Though my legs are unstable beneath me, at least I’m standing instead of laying in my own filth. They’ve been sending in the girl who wears chains three times a day. I’m finally able to wash myself and feed myself, so she sits quietly in the corner until I’m finished, never saying a word.
Pride hasn’t been back to torment me since they started sending her here, and I expect they’ll want to interrogate me soon. I hope to use that time to convince them to get me the fuck out of this hellscape and back where I belong. I can tell from the glimpses I’m granted in the mirror, that everyone is moving on without me, believing I’m dead and gone.
