Page 29 of Fright Night


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I smile at that; warmth is pooling deep in my core. “You should see how it will look while inside me.” With that, I’m shoved to my knees, and my eyes go wide as I watch him fist his cock and then use the head to trace over my lips. Licking the precum left around my flesh, I close my eyes as I savor the salty taste of him.

“We should run,” I plead, trying to use sex to convince him to leave this all behind. Let Alec hash out his beef with Roman, and we can finally be together—and get so far away from those two. This is their war, not mine, and it’s definitely not Kai’s.

My tongue darts out slowly around the head of his cock, watching as he sucks in a breath before biting his bottom lip and throwing his head back with a deep guttural groan as I sink him deeper into my mouth. The width of his cock painfully stretches my lips the deeper I take him. My tongue swirls along the shaft just like he likes it, and not once do I dare look away. I love watching him come undone for me. We could die at any minute, and that alone makes me fucking horny. So much so that I rub my cunt on his boot, not caring a bit that it’s dirty and caked in mud, and maybe blood. All I care about is the high that I’m chasing as I gag around his dick. He thrusts harder, and I rock to his beat.

I’m so close to the edge, the hairs on my body all stand as if waiting for lightning to strike so I can finally combust. Suddenly, he yanks me away from his cock, strings of saliva falling down my chin onto my chest.

“Turn around.” More screams fill the air, and the music has changed from a slow tempo, so I do as he asks. From the corner of my eye, I watch two girls dressed as nuns, covered in crimson,mouth-fucking each other with no care that we are so close and about to be fucking.

They are lost in their own world… their own intensity. Suddenly, my thoughts are interrupted by a loud smack on my ass, the cold from the night air cooling the sting of the pain. Kai wastes no time filling me up with him. In one brutal thrust, he causes me to fall onto my hands as his dick rips into me, pulling out slowly before slamming back into me. Each brutal thrust sinks me further into the ground, his hand pressing me even deeper as he fucks me like an animal.

Punishing me for everything, and fuck it feels amazing.

What a penance!

His thumb enters my asshole, not bothering to prep me, and using my ass like a handle, he backs me into him while he pants and groans. “Kai!” I scream out, feeling the need to come, but he slows down his pace, making it harder for me to find release. That’s his punishment—bringing me close to the edge, only to be the one to yank me away. Over and over again. My nails dig into the soil, need and frustration mingling together, causing me to buck like a wild animal beneath him. I forgot how strong my brother truly is. I might be wild, but what makes him the animal he is—is his patience.

And with me—he’s lost all of it.

The worst part is that there are no words. Nothing but the sweet and deliciously painful thrusts conveying his words.

“Mine,” he finally rasps out as my walls flutter around him. Kai’s long fingers fist my hair as he pulls me into him. His arm banded around my waist as we looked up at the moon and the smoke from the machine. The lights flash around us, red, green, and orange. Kai fucks me slower, coaxing me to the edge, as his lips caress the length of my neck, placing delicate kisses. “Mine in this lifetime and the next. Even in death, Trouble.”

“Yours in every way,” I say breathless as I fall victim to his ministrations. My walls convulsed around him before finally clenching around his shaft.

“Now, come,” he breathes into my ear, and I obey. He splits me open, small stars dance around my vision, and all I feel is him inside me, filling me with the warmth of his seed. However, the bliss is short-lived. A loud bang fills the night air, causing him to go still inside me. Then, the sound of a chainsaw roaring to life has him pulling out of me, and my hand is clutching the bat on the ground. Fortunately, we are able to use the sounds to locate the killer. Sadly, it’s because it’s the screams of one of the nuns. Blood sprays into her mouth and across her face as she watches the other girl be torn in half by the blade of a chainsaw.

Kai is already moving since the killer is facing them with his back towards us. Crazy, fucking, selfless bastard. I move from behind him—actually, I move right in front of him. My fingers tighten around the bat just before bringing it into the back of one of his knees. Then, Kai stands to his full height, kicking him in the other, causing the man to fall forward… Right onto his chainsaw.

He thrashes as the blade rips into his chest, then he stills as it emerges from his back side, the blood spurting everywhere, covering us and the ground. I smile at Kai just as another loud bang sounds off. No doubt, in my mind, it’s a gun. This time, it’s me who takes off at the sound of it. Hoping it’s not who I think it is—hoping that for once I can be like the man I love and be selfless.

Chapter Twenty

Alec

“Please,” Xena begs as I fist her onyx strands. Roman looks like he’s about to rip my throat out with his bare teeth, but with this gun pressed into his girl’s temple, he stays put. “You know, I can see why my brothers wanted her. She’s beautiful.”

My hand moves over her body, my eyes fixed on him as he glares daggers into me. Not once has he begged me to stop... or shown an ounce of any emotion that’s not rage. My tongue darts out, licking the salty tears that slip from her eyes.

“You took everything from me,” I snap through gritted teeth, trying to mask the pain and fury behind my words. Nonchalance is how I survive, keeping everything at surface level, and never scratching too deep to where the rot could infect me. My tongue licks her clean, and then I yank her head back so I can look at those glassy brown eyes, red and brimming with tears.

“You’re so beautiful when you cry,” I groan, pressing my erection into her plump ass.

“Fuck you,” Xena hisses out before spitting a blob of her saliva into my eye. Smashing the gun into the side of her face, I push her to the ground, noticing Roman trying to move. It’s instinct, his need to protect her.

“Don’t even try it.” I press the gun to her forehead. “I’ll blow her brains out and fuck the hole while you watch.”

Roman snarls, baring his teeth at me when he notices me running my hand against my erection. I breathe in the air, and it smells like death and something rotten.

“My mother hasn’t been the same since you killed my brothers. My dad is a shell of a man.” Using my thumb, I tug down her bottom lip. “You destroyed my family over some pussy.” I chuckle, feeling the tears stinging my eyes and blurring my vision. “And while it is great, to me, it’s not worth it.” With that, I slap her. My hand stings from the contact, and Roman moves again. This time, I shoot the ground beside her, causing her to piss herself.

She’s so scared.

“Xena, should I kill him?” I ask, not knowing what to do. Even though my dick is hard inside my pants, I just want to end it. It’s down to deciding which one is worth keeping alive so they can feel what I have lived with. All this pain that consumed me, morphing me into something I barely recognize, but I give in regardless.

“Pl-e,” she begins to beg, blood coating her mouth from the split skin on her lips. “Not him.”

I smile at the pathetic state of Xena; fucking with her does nothing. “You’re pathetic. An addict. A worthless whore.” Using the tip of my boot, I push her down on her side, then turn her so she can witness the pain. “What can you offer to me that I can take?”