“Uh uh, let them hear you, baby.” I pull down his trousers and start to kiss and suck on his neck, which is currently covered in purple and blue marks, while rubbing his cock in long steady strokes. I remove my hand and hold it under Seb's mouth. “Spit,” I order, which he does.
I return to rubbing his dick with vigor and notice Damon has shut his eyes. “Open your fucking eyes,” I growl.
Lev moves his knife to the corner of his eye in warning. Damon opens his eyes and watches with pure revulsion.
“That's it, baby. Does that feel good?” I ask, ready to blow my load with all this tension.
Seb is panting now. “Yes, but … but I want…hnngh.” He moans like the little slut he is, clearly forgetting he has an audience.
I have to grip onto him harder as his legs begin to shake. “What, pet, you want me to fill that ass? Does my little slut want fingering like the whore he is for me? Beg me, pet, beg me to finger your slutty hole.”
A long torturous groan leaves him. “Please, Dima, I need it. My slutty hole needs your fingers. Please, I'm begging you.”
He turns his head to me and I thrust my tongue into his mouth, kissing him like the greedy whore he is. Just for me.
The others are just as affected. Lev is staring at Seb’s dick like he wants to lick it. Any other time, I would stab the fucker for looking, but this is different; I'm asserting my control, my power and my claim over Seb. I stick two fingers in Seb's mouth, which he sucks and licks until his spit is running down my wrists. I remove them from his mouth and trace them down his ass crack, shoving both fingers into his ass without any warning.
He yells out. His yell is pure need. Katie’s expression is equal parts shock and agony. Zayn is only half conscious, so I don't think he has any idea what's going on. Damon is staring at us and it makes me smile when I look down at his crotch and notice he is hard. Not as disgusted as he likes to make out then.
“Well, well, looks like our guest does have a thing for boys.” I look at Lev. “Take it out.”
Damon tries his best to prevent Lev from taking his dick out, wriggling against the rope holding him in place, but it's a lost cause. I look down and it's quite an impressive dick. I chuckle.
"Want me to suck it, precious? It's a nice dick," Lev says to Damon and I actually think he is serious, the fucked up idiot.
Damon weakly attempts to move away from Lev. "Don't touch me, you sicko," he growls at Lev who continues to stand there smiling like this is the best day ever.
Seb trembles in my arms.
“Look, baby, look what you're doing to him,” I praise while continuing to thrust my fingers deep and hard into his tight as fuck hole.
“D, I'm close, so close,” he whimpers.
I move us forward so we are hovering over Damon. “Come, beautiful, come all over this fucker’s face.”
Seb’s panting fast now. “Oh shit, oh shit, baby…arrggghhh…” Seb grips my forearms so tightly that his nails pierce my skin. Ribbons of cum land on Damon's face and neck. Damon is groaning and not in a pleased way, he looks sickly like he is about to throw up from disgust.
“So good.” I slowly pull Seb around to face me with his pants still around his ankles and give him a hard kiss. “Pull your pants up now, beautiful. We need to end this.”
Seb looks like he has been fucked for several hours. I think he can hear me, but he has that serene angelic look on his face, his eyes dopey and his mouth slackened. I've noticed that happens every time he busts a nut so it’s hard to say if he is aware of anything right now.
“Okay,” he whispers. He turns and pulls his pants up, righting himself and moves to the side behind me, clearly trying to regain some control.
I move directly in front of Damon and lick Seb’s cum off my hand. “Hmm, he tastes delicious, doesn't he?” I ask Damon who, again, thinks silence will save him. I take my knife out of my pocket and place it on the slit of his dick. “I asked you a fucking question, do you know how privileged you are that I allowed you to have his cum on you? Now tell me it tastes good.”
I stare at him. Red mist descends over my vision as I remember what he did tonight and what he tried to take from me.
He still doesn't respond so I backhand him across the face again, which causes Lev's knife to scratch the corner of his eye. That seems to have been all that was needed for him to drop the hardman act.
“Y-yes, he tastes good,” he says with a hint of fear in his voice, his eyes are soft, almost pleading. But it's too late. The fucker tried to take what's mine and there is only one outcome.
I smile at Lev before looking back down at Damon, and with lightning speed, I lift my knife from his dick and slit his throat. “I never gave you permission to taste his cum. Fucker.”
With wet gasping sounds, he slumps forward as blood oozes from the deep gash that’s bleeding heavily from his throat. Finally his chest stills and my attention is then diverted to the psycho ex.
Of course the annoying bitch is screaming, well, with her lips burned closed, it sounds more like squealing, her adrenaline has clearly kicked in. Why do they have to be so fucking loud? My headache spreads behind my eyes and I nod at Jules, giving the silent order that we need to finish this. He moves and stands behind Zayn, pulls out his gun, aims it to the back of his head and puts a bullet in the back of his skull. Gone. Two down and one left to go. Gazing at Seb, I wonder if he will go through it. My first kill never affected me because it was what I was taught, but for Seb, this is a huge line that will change his life. Katie is still screaming and thrashing against her binds and my patience has run out, even torture can't shut the bitch up.
I look at Seb and grab hold of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “It's time, baby. I can do it if you want.”
