Chapter 11 #3
“Willow and I found it in our first few weeks of living in Ridley’s Hawk, but neither of us knew anything about Widows Peak at that time,” I confess quickly. “It was just a convenient place to bury our bodies.”
“I think we do what is necessary to quiet our demons,” Briar says. “Atlas and I will never judge someone for that. Who knows? First we get to bury bodies together, next we may get to kill.”
“I would love that,” Willow says shyly. “This is the first kill I’ve had in weeks. I put the keys in the freezer the other day. It’s been rough.”
“In an effort to save your keys, we definitely need a kill date,” Briar grins. “I’ve been looking into torture. I think I kill my victims too quickly.”
“It’s more fun when they scream,” I say excitedly. “Willow and I chased that guy with masks, a hammer, and a saw. It was a really good time.”
How is this working out so perfectly? I love my life right now.
“Come here, Little Killers,” Atlas calls out. Briar, Willow, and I laugh, cresting the hill to find him.
“I brought my own shovel,” I tell him, blushing when his eyes heat in approval.
“Well, look at you,” he murmurs. “I am going to bring the other body up here. Can you start shoveling? My shovel is down there too.”
“Sure,” I say, pulling my bag over my head.
“What do you have in there?” Briar asks curiously.
Opening the bag, I begin pulling out what I call the necessities.
“A couple of axes to break down the body so I don’t have to dig as large of a hole,” I explain.
“Then I pour these chemicals over everything so it’ll speed up decomposition.
I cover everything up, and then pour packets of flower seeds over the surface so it’s less noticeable later that there’s freshly churned soil. ”
“Are you the reason I’ve been finding flowers in sporadic places around my property?” Briar asks, eyes wide as Atlas drops the other body down.
“You have quite the process there,” he admits, taking in my tools on the ground.
“Willow and I don’t ever want to worry about getting caught. We’re very careful, and have been digging in different areas around this property. Briar, I am the reason for the flowers,” I say. “Do you hate it?”
“I don’t. They always make me smile,” she says.
“I didn’t get much digging done,” I wince. Atlas shrugs, beginning to shovel soil out as he digs a hole.
“You’re going to revolutionize my process, Jude. I don’t mind digging this hole in the least. Since you’re breaking apart the bodies, this hole can be smaller than I would usually dig too,” Atlas says, grinning. “I think you’re fucking amazing.”
“Can I help?” Briar asks, squatting down as I drop to the ground to work.
“Yes, please,” I say, handing her an axe. I show her where the joint meets, and how to break apart a body quickly.
We decide to turn it into a game, and Briar crows excitedly when she wins.
There’s no one around to hear her, and I laugh as Willow bowls her over onto the ground as she congratulates her.
I’m doomed to love women who win loudly and hate to lose.
There are worse things in life. I have a feeling we’ve all lived through some of them.
“The hole is ready,” Atlas says, stepping back.
The four of us throw the body parts into the hole, and then I pour my chemicals over them with a flourish. Thankfully, none of this is bad for the environment, and Briar will have pretty flowers soon to remember our accidental night excursion to the hill.
I have to look on the bright side because this could have been a disaster.
“Now what?” Atlas asks, intrigued by my process.
“We clean my tarp and gloves with bleach, and head home,” I shrug. “Our system isn’t fancy, but it does the job.”
“Can clean-up wait for a little bit?” Briar asks, biting her lip. “Hear me out okay? And don’t judge me, we all have our kinks.”
“We would never judge you, Briar,” I insist.
“I know you’ve been celibate during your dates with us getting to know one another better, but what do you think about breaking your streak? All this adrenaline of the night has me a little… well, very horny.”
She blushes at her admission, and I can’t help but grin. I for one know I’ve been rock hard since I started breaking apart this body with her. She’s so pretty, and there’s a flush along her cheeks.
I want to know how far it goes down…
“I haven’t allowed Jude to cum since we all started dating,” Willow says. “I think he deserves it, don’t you?”
“He’s been a very good boy,” Atlas croons, gloves dropping to the ground before he comes over to fist my hair. I can’t help but perfume as I begin to breathe harder.
Fuck. I’ve been dreaming of being with him again, and this time we get to have Briar with us.
She takes his other hand, allowing him to tug me closer as he kisses me.
Briar joins him as they tangle their tongues with mine, and Willow pulls my pants down so she can drag her tongue over my weeping cock.
I was just planning to get a milkshake as a reward for getting rid of that scum bag. Sex on the hill sounds so much better.