His eyes behind the mask grew darker. He pulled a remote from his pocket and hit a button. The little butterfly vibrated lightly at first, lightly enough that I could hold back the moan that wanted to escape.
“The things I could do to you, Sutton. The ways I could hurt you. You’re a beautiful little lamb and I’m the big, bad wolf. You should be afraid.”
The vibrations became stronger but I still narrowed my eyes at him.
“I’m not afraid.”
He dropped the remote and undid his pants so he could pull out his penis.No,I thought,that’s not a penis. That’s a dick.Hegripped it hard and I stared at it in awe. I wanted to touch it and hold it the way he was. I wanted to do everything to it and with it. The vibrations against my clit grew stronger again and I saw he’d snapped up the remote again while I was watching his dick.
“I want to watch you come. Out here in the woods like an animal, Angel. I want to hear you moan my name like the night you let me watch.” He saw my eyes widen and smirked. “There’s a mic.”
I didn’t have the attention to be self-righteous about it.
“What about you?”
He stood up and stroked himself once before putting it away. He took several steps away and then slipped into the woods, disappearing almost instantly.
“I want to hear you when you come, Angel.”
CHAPTER 24
Theo
I slipped in and out of the woods while adjusting the strength of the vibrator fluttering against her clit. I moved quietly and let her feel my breath on her neck before I was gone again. I let her see me just enough to keep her looking, straining to find me. Even when her skin flushed and she struggled to stay silent and lost, her eyes searched for me. Her broken moans were my drug of choice. I loved hearing her fight her nature and lose.
I’d been so afraid I’d see fear in her eyes, but she wasn’t fearful of me. A cold-blooded killer and she called me beautiful.
I ghosted by her and brushed her hair, making her gasp and look around even more desperately. I loved the needy look on her face, the way her glasses slid down her nose.
She let out a startled cry when I tapped the other button on the remote. The butterfly wings moved like a lover’s tongue and between that and the vibrations, Sutton didn’t stand a chance. I snuck up behind her again and pulled my cock out. I stroked myself with a punishing grip as her moans grew breathy and came faster and faster.
The smooth leather of my glove was dry so I knelt behind her and reveled in her gasp when she realized I was that close. I reached between her legs and cupped her pussy over the panties. Her moans grew even louder. When I slipped my hand into the side of the panties and let her wetness drench the leather, she chanted my name like a fucking prayer.
I pulled my hand out and stroked myself again, faster and harder.
“So fucking wet for me. So fucking wet for a killer, Sutton. You call me beautiful? I’m going to have your pussy juices all over my gloves the next time I put them on to go hunting.That’sbeautiful. The scent of your pussy fresh in my nose as a reminderof what I get to come home to. Turn around. Look at me when you come.”
I ripped off my mask, wanting her to see my face. She twisted around and those big eyes flicked from my cock to my face like she couldn’t decide which she liked best. I stroked myself faster and reached out to grip her throat with my other hand. She didn’t even try to stop me. She panted and her face twisted in pleasure as she met my gaze and held it.
I was rocked, so gone for her that I lost track of my surroundings. Nothing existed but her.
“Come for me, Sutton. Come for your killer. Come for the man who would murder the entire fucking world for you.”
She cried out my name as she came, her body shaking almost violently. Seeing her so open and raw for me while I exposed the dirty, rotten underbelly of the man I was, rearranged my body’s chemistry until I was sure I existed for her and because of her. I was so in awe of her that I stopped stroking myself and just watched.
She slumped into my hold on her throat and I adjusted my grip so I didn’t actually choke her. When I knew she couldn’t take any more I turned off the vibrator and pulled her into my chest. I held her with my painfully hard dick trapped between us, probably leaking precum on her shirt. She didn’t seem to care, though.
I’d shown her the worst part of me. I’d shown her the mask, the gloves, exposed myself as the hunter I was. And she was in my arms, making quiet, happy noises like a goddamn kitten.
I nearly swallowed my own tongue when I felt the tips of her fingers brush against my dick. I froze, unsure if she’d meant to touch me or not but then I felt it again.
She was shy and hesitant, but she didn’t back down. Slowly, painfully slowly, she got her fingers wrapped around as much ofmy dick as she could manage. Her breath came in warm puffs against my throat faster and faster.
“I-is this okay? I’ve never…”
I managed to make a sound she took as a green light. That was the last of the somewhat comprehensible sounds I made, though. What came next was just a series of grunts and groans, with a few growls tossed in. I held my breath as she reached up with her other hand and stroked my throat.
“Theo?”
