“Hey, I’m not that bad,” Laurent says as he stops and frowns at me.
“Walk, asshole,” I laugh and push him ahead. “Nothing inhuman. Got it? The body is staying, so no feeding. He will get a bullet to the head.”
“Can I throw him off the balcony so it looks like he jumped?” Laurent asks.
“Ooooh, yeah!” Diego agrees.
“Can I fuck his ass first?” Vaughn asks.
“I’ll take his mouth,” Caine chimes in.
“Why did I even bring you idiots?” I ask.
“Because you can’t live without us?” Vaughn offers with a grin. I roll my eyes, and he laughs. “Okay. Okay. Bullet to the head. Can we at least scare him a bit?”
“Sure,” I huff. We continue to climb the stairwell until we get to the top floor, and then speak quietly into my earpiece. “At the door.”
“Just a second… There. The light on the lock should turn green… Now. You’re good,” Micah says right as the light turns green. I grab the handle and slowly turn it before easing the door open.
The suite is quiet, but I hear the shower running in the master bedroom. I signal the guys to spread out as I take quiet steps toward the sound. Hybrid vampires have exceptional hearing, so it’s easy for me to pick up that he also has the television on.
When I peek into the room, there he is. He is naked, sitting on the bed. The TV is on, and he’s looking down at his phone in his hand. I take a second to back up and signal the guys to join me.
“Just a little fun?” Laurent asks quietly. I roll my eyes again, but motion for him to go ahead.
Vaughn, Diego, Caine, and Laurent charge into the room, and Ben nearly shits himself, jumping up from the bed.
“Who the fuck are… whoa, what the fuck are you doing?!” he screams as Vaughn pounces on him. They get him pinned with little effort, so I sit back and watch as all five men whip out their cocks.
“All of you are fucking insane,” I laugh.
“Stop! Get the fuck off me!” Ben screams as they search the room.
“Ha! Got it,” Diego says, dumping the entire bottle of lube on Ben’s asshole as Vaughn keeps his asscheeks spread open.
“No, no, no! Please, no!” Ben begs, but wails in pain when Laurent buries his dick into his ass. I shake my head with amusement when Laurent starts fucking him at an inhumane speed. The men all laugh heartily when Ben moans through his tears.
“Open up, bitch boy,” Caine grunts, shoving his cock down Ben’s throat when they put him on his knees. Ben tries to bite down, but panics when it doesn’t hurt Caine. Instead, Caine starts fucking his throat as deep as he can, until Ben is vomiting. It comes out of his nose, and he starts choking on it.
One by one, I watch my men brutally rape this fucking idiot, and no part of me feels bad. Sometimes, we take contracts for people who might not actually deserve to die, but this motherfucker does. He’s a menace to society, and that says something coming from me.
Ben ends up coming a few times, but the guys all fuck his ass until he is bloody and weak. So weak that he may have actually had a heart attack.
Vaughn is ramming into his ass, and Ben is limp. They’ve been at this for a while now, and I want to go home. “Hurry up, guys,” I say. As Vaughn continues, the others start jerking off around Ben, covering his body with come.
“Alright. Someone send the prick to hell and search the suite,” I say. Vaughn, while still buried balls deep, pulls out a gun with a silencer attached and pulls the trigger. Blood and brains go everywhere, and the guys chuckle.
“Vaughn,” I say sternly.
“I’m going. I’m going,” he laughs as he pulls out of Ben’s dead body and walks to the bathroom. His dick is covered in blood and shit, and I just shake my head at him. He’s not in there two seconds before he yells for me. “Soren!”
“What the fuck do you want?” I ask.
“We’ve got a problem,” he says, but his voice is weirdly calm. I huff and walk over to the bathroom. As I near the room, an overwhelming scent of sweet flowers and citrus is like a punch to the fucking face. It’s addictive, and I fucking hate it.
“What is the…” I start to say, but stop when I see a woman cowering in the corner of the shower. She has her knees pulled up to her chest, and her face buried in her arms. She is soaked and shivering, but that might be fear.
Vaughn grabs a towel and starts cleaning up as I shut the water off. “Micah,” I say into my earpiece. “You forgot to fucking mention that he bought a wife already.”
