Chapter 13 Niko
Daniel’s screams echoed through the living room as I continued to drag him through the house. Anger rolled through me as I replayed his words about Lila in my head, and the way her face fell when he spoke them.
She'd never outwardly say how badly his words hurt, but I knew they did. I'd read some of her journal and knew she felt ashamed of herself.
I stopped in the middle of the living room and turned to him, his hands gripping my arm as he tried to pull me off.
“Give me one good reason I should let you live,” I said, my grip tightening around his coat collar.
His chin trembled as tears slid down his cheek, the fear I saw on his face making me smirk. He shook his head vigorously and shut his good eye tightly.
“Please don’t kill me,” he begged. “I’ll do anything!”
“That’s not an answer. Tell me, right now, why I shouldn’t kill you.”
“Who would take care of Lila when you get caught?”
“Haven’t been caught yet,” I said with a shrug.
His face paled, and the smell of urine filled the air. I looked down to see the crotch of his pants wet, urine seeping down his leg, and pooling on the floor. I looked at him in disgust and threw him against the wall, his head hitting a picture frame that hung there.
“Fucking disgusting,” I growled as I stepped over the puddle. “You’re pathetic.”
Daniel lay on the floor, blood smearing the wall where his head had hit, and I stumbled forward. I leaned down and pressed my thumb into his one good eye, his screams of agony making my cock harden.
“Please!” he begged. “Please let me go! I won’t tell anyone!”
“Of course you won’t,” I breathed as I pressed my thumb in deeper.
“P-p-pl-please stop,” he begged.
“You are nothing but a parasite,” I growled.
As I shoved my thumb deeper into his eye, I felt a pop, blood, and clear fluid gushing from his eye socket. He let out an agonized scream as I pulled my thumb free and wiped the fluid on his shirt.
He reached up, trying to pull my hand away, which only pissed me off more. I grabbed my knife and held his hand to the floor, holding the sharp blade against his index finger. He squirmed underneath my hold, his body going rigid as I slowly sank the knife into his flesh.
He kicked and screamed, fighting as I hacked away at his finger, watching as his blood spurted from the wound. A dark laugh escaped my throat as I finally cut through the bone. His body jerked with aftershocks of pain, and I started the process over, cutting off each finger in slow motion.
“You never deserved her,” I spat. “Say it!”
“I never deserved her,” he panted.
“Good boy,” I said as I pressed the knife into the skin at his neck and dragged it across.
Blood spewed like a geyser, spraying across my chest and face. The warmth of it made my skin tingle, and I shuddered, licking it away from my lips.
Daniel gasped, and clutched his throat as he tried to stop the bleeding. Seconds went by as his movements grew slower, before finally his hands fell still at his sides. I stood slowly and glanced back at the door we’d just come from, my mind going back to Lila.
Before I could talk myself out of it, I ran back down the stairs and unlocked the door, finding Lila on the bed, broken sobs being ripped from her chest. She stood from the bed, her chest heaving as she took in my appearance.
For the first time, she didn’t look at me with an ounce of fear. Instead, all I saw was desire.
I reached her in three long strides and gripped the back of her neck, drawing her close.
My mouth pressed against hers, and a small gasp escaped her.
Her body went rigid before it softened into mine, and I slipped my tongue between her lips, caressing and exploring.
She met my pace, our tongues colliding, and I gripped her neck harder.
My free hand trailed along the curve of her hip, then slipped under her shirt, feeling the roundness of her belly. Her movements stilled as I explored, her hand hovering just over mine. Her insecurity bled through, and it only heightened my desire to show her how much I wanted her.
“You’re beautiful,” I breathed into her, feeling her relax just a little.
Her arms slid around my neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss, and I continued my exploration, running my thumb over the hardened peak of her nipple. She moaned into me, her breaths coming in ragged bursts.
I reached down, slipping my fingers into the waistband of her shorts, going slow to give her time to object.
She let out a soft whimper, her legs widening, welcoming me to continue, and I slid my fingers down, gently rubbing against her swollen clit.
Her lips parted on a silent gasp as I made my way down further, running my fingers through her slick folds.
She arched her back, pressing her breasts against my chest as I teased her entrance with my fingers.
“Tell me what you want,” I breathed into her.
Silence filled the air as she slid her arms from around my neck and fumbled with the belt of my pants.
Our lips parted, and I opened my eyes to find her staring back at me, her blue-grey eyes pools of lust. My heart raced as she unzipped my pants and shoved them down, my cock finally springing free.
Her hand wrapped around the length of my cock, and I let out a shuddering breath as she ran her thumb over the tip.
She glanced down and saw her palm slick with blood and pulled away. I gripped her wrist and held it there, shoving my cock into her hand.
“Keep going,” I whispered.
She slipped her hand around my cock once again, stroking me in slow movements.
I reached down, pulling down her shorts, letting them drop to the floor and the sight of her made me ache.
Sliding my hands behind her thighs, I lifted her off the floor and threw her down on the bed.
Her breathing became erratic as I leaned forward, pressing my body into hers.
I slid my fingers along her entrance, feeling the slickness of her and I groaned.
Her back arched in response as I slipped a finger into her drenched pussy, the tightness of her making me ache to be inside her even more.
I thrust my finger in and out, slowly at first, then increasing my pace.
Her hands grabbed at my hair, pulling it roughly as her walls tensed around my finger.
When I knew she was about to come, I slipped my finger free, and she whimpered softly.
Her white shirt was covered in blood, and I reached up, pulling her shirt over her head. Her arms shot to her stomach, trying to cover herself, but I pulled them away, holding her wrists above her head.
“I want to see every part of you,” I whispered against her ear.
Slowly, I slipped my finger back into her, feeling her breath catch as I thrust in a second one.
I pounded my fingers into her, letting her orgasm build.
My lips trailed kisses down her neck and chest, reaching the hardened peaks of her nipples.
I flicked them with my tongue before wrapping my mouth around them and sucking.
She pressed into me, urging me to keep going, a shudder rolling through her body.
Her walls started to spasm, her loud pants filling the room, and I slipped my fingers free, pulling a frustrated groan from her lips.
“Tell me what you want,” I asked again.
When she didn’t answer, I slid three fingers into her, and the palm of my hand rubbed against her clit.
Her arousal pooled beneath her, soaking the sheets, as I continued fucking her with my fingers.
Her hips began to thrust forward as she rode my fingers, chasing the release I’d been denying her.
I leaned down, taking her nipple into my mouth, giving it a gentle bite, before flicking and swirling my tongue around it.
My cock pressed against her inner thigh, the ache I felt almost unbearable.
When she clenched around me, and a low moan slipped from her lips, I pulled my fingers free, denying her once again.
“Fuck,” she whimpered, her voice shaky.
I pressed into her, the tip of my cock teasing her entrance.
“Tell me… what you want.”
Her blue eyes peered up at me and I could see the fight within her. Giving in to me meant she would finally be giving in to the darkness that swirled inside her.
“Fuck me,” she breathed.
With a smirk, I pressed the tip of my cock into her pussy, and slowly sank into her, inch by inch. She stretched around me, a strangled moan releasing from her throat as she grabbed onto my biceps. Her fingernails dug into my flesh as I finally buried myself inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” she screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she rolled her hips against me.
Her body shuddered as she came, and I pulled back before sinking into her again, feeling her arousal coat my cock. I released her hands and gripped the curve of her hip, pulling her leg up to wrap around my waist. My cock sank in deeper, a deep growl rumbling in my chest as I felt her clamp down.
I fucked into her without mercy, burying myself deep in her pussy with each thrust. The feel of her wrapped around my cock had my head spinning and sparks igniting across my skin. Her fingernails dug into the skin of my back, the pain driving me into a frenzy.
“Oh, god,” she whimpered. “Oh fuck.”
Her pussy spasmed and clenched around me as she reached her climax, and I let her ride it out before pulling my cock from inside her.
I looked down at this beautiful woman, my obsession, and rammed back into her with brutal force.
Leaning down, I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking and pulling with my teeth.
Her hand tangled in my hair as she held me in place, the sound of her moans urging me on.
My body began to tingle as my climax approached, and I quickened my pace, fucking into her mercilessly.
I gripped her hip tighter, my fingers pressing into her soft skin, which I knew would leave bruises.
As her walls tightened around me once again, my body trembled, a feral growl slipping from my chest. My cock twitched as she came and with a guttural groan, I came alongside her.
Rope after rope of cum spurted, coating her inner walls, until I felt utterly empty.
We lay there for long moments, our erratic breathing filling the silence. Lila gazed up at me with hooded eyes, exhaustion seeping in, and I leaned down, kissing her on the forehead.
I slipped my cock free and saw the sheets beneath us soaked in her arousal.
Rolling onto my back, I peered up at the ceiling, my breathing finally returning to normal.
I wanted nothing more than to pull her into me, to feel the warmth of her skin against mine, but I wasn’t sure she’d reached that level of comfort with me.
Our heavy panting was the only sound as we lay there, our bodies spent and exhausted. My mind floated back to Daniel’s body upstairs, but I pushed it away, telling myself that was a problem for later. I wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as possible.
As I glanced over at Lila, her eyes fluttering closed, I reached over and pulled her into me, resting her head against my chest. She went rigid before finally relaxing, and I ran my fingers through her sweat-soaked hair.
I watched as her breathing turned from heavy pants to a steady rhythm. The warmth of her breath caressed my chest, and I closed my eyes as exhaustion washed over me.
The sound of her steady breathing pulled me into a calm I hadn’t felt in years. I pressed my cheek against her hair, inhaling the scent of her.
I relaxed as she curled into me, her head nuzzling into my neck, and let the warmth of her body lull me into sleep.