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CHAPTER NINE
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Tyson helps me haul the plastic tarp full of pureed Ben out to the pig pen. They run to the fencing, squealing and popcorning as we approach. I swear, they know they’re about to get a good meal.
Tyson chuckles as we toss the remains off the tarp and into the pen. The pigs make quick work of Ben. We’ll come back for his teeth once they’ve finished feasting, they always leave the teeth behind. Something about enamel being too tough for them to get through.
Miko already has a fire going in the back field to discard the tarp and our clothing.
Nothing cleanses like flames. She has a bag beside her that contains clean clothes for us to put on.
Tyson follows my lead, throwing the tarp into the inferno.
We strip down to put our clothes in and destroy any evidence of tonight.
“I already sanitized your truck and replaced the plastic you had over the seats. All that’s left is Ben’s car.” Miko explains.
“The car is taken care of. My friend Adam owns a junkyard. His wife, Mary, owns the steel mill in town. He took the keys, towed the car off the books. It’s barely scrap metal at this point. No VIN, no plates. I guarantee it’s already been melted down. Adam said they’d have it done by 6:00 AM.”
“It’s seven, now. Call him to be sure, please.” I can’t help but insist. No loose ends. I don’t know these people, even if I trust Tyson.
He pulls an old flip phone from his pocket and places the call, confirming that the car has been melted down.
I breathe a sigh of relief as I put on the clothes Sumiko brought out for me.
She’s much taller than I am with way bigger tits.
I tend to swim in her clothes but I love the feeling.
It feels like home. She washed some of Tyson’s clothes from his truck and brought those for him to put on.
“Lucky duck gets to wear his own clothes. I’ll just be over here, feeling like shit because my boobs aren’t bigger,” I roll my eyes and tug at the shirt Miko gave me. I’ve seen her wear it often, it accentuates her curves beautifully.
“Don’t even bother. Your tits are perfect. Anything more than a handful is a waste.” Miko comforts me as she checks me out.
Tyson looks confused but intrigued, “For what it’s worth, I agree. But, hey, boobs are always great.”
We all laugh. Fuckin men.
“Anyone want some breakfast and to sleep for half the day?” I ask, knowing the answer.
“I’m good, I slept a few hours while you two were busy. But there’s waffles in the kitchen and a freshly made guest bed ready for you two. I’ll watch the pigs, get teeth as I see them.” Miko’s warm smile perfects the day.
“Food and sleep sound like exactly what I need. Then, maybe some conversation about your operation?” I can see curiosity in Tyson’s eyes.
Miko and I glare at him before looking to each other to decide if we’ll let him in. “Deal. Sleep first. Explanations come later.”
Tyson and I devour waffles and fresh fruit mindlessly in total silence.
The adrenaline crash we're both experiencing is real. Once we’re finished eating, I walk him to Miko’s spare room where I take off my pants and pour into bed.
He curls in beside me, wrapping his strong arm over my waist and almost immediately falling asleep.
It takes me a bit longer, my brain is always loud.
I think over the events of the last forty-eight hours, discovering that one of my friends was a monster, entirely falling for Tyson.
My last thought before I drift into a dreamless sleep is of Tyson shoving his cock down my throat in front of the man who thought he owned me.
Late afternoon light peeks through the blackout curtains. I’m laying across Tyson’s chest, my hand resting between his pecs and feeling his warmth like it’s always been missing from my world.
He cracks one eye open and looks at me. “I’m awake, I’m just relaxing.”
I laugh, “You were dead ass asleep but okay. I think real life is waiting for us, shall we?”
I roll out of bed but he stops me, “I’d rather stay right here. Invite your friend Sumiko in, she obviously wants to fuck you too.”
I blush, “We’ve already, thoroughly, enjoyed each other. But I’m always up for more of her if you’re willing to share. With only her, just so we’re clear. She’s my girl.”
He nods just in time for Miko to strut in wearing a sheer, silk robe. Her large breasts are on full display beneath the thin fabric, making my mouth water.
“I’ll make one thing very clear, I don’t do men. I’m here for Cass but you’re free to watch, drool, get off, whatever it is men do when they see two women together. But you won’t touch me, deal?”
Tyson nods, the blankets tenting over his cock already. “Clear and understood. No touchy. Can watchy. Cass, can I fuck you while you pleasure Miko?”
I’m astounded by this man’s communication, “That’s completely fine with me.”
In seconds, Miko is on top of me. Her amber and citrus scent immediately sends me into the zone.
We kiss as I weave my hand into her hair and push aside fabric to find her center.
She’s already dripping wet for me, just like she always is after I’ve had a good sleep post-kill.
I push two fingers into her and swallow her whimper before flipping her onto her back to eat her pussy as though I’m a depraved, wild animal.
Her taste reminds me of rich honey. I suck her clit into my mouth suckling as I thrust my fingers deep within her core.
She moans again, lifting her hips from the bed as I feel Tyson line up his hard cock between my legs and slide in slowly.
I break my suction to let out my own pleasured sounds before diving back in to bring my girl over the edge.
She’s close, I can feel it. Tyson bottoms out inside me and grips my hips to pound into me with little regard.
It feels incredible. When I look up to Miko, she’s watching me intently with desperation and passion.
I slide my fingers in and out of her slick core with more vigor until I feel her tense around them and hear the sound of her release.
My own climax follows soon after thanks to Tyson’s fingers on my clit and his thick cock slamming into me.
I arch my back, matching his dance to perfection and reach between my legs to gently play with his balls.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck me,” Tyson grunts and spills into me. I feel his sack tighten in my palm and find space for one more orgasm. Something about bringing a man to this level of ecstasy does me in.
Miko and I pile onto the bed, spineless idiots lost in the throws of cumming. Tyson leaves us for warm cloths. He hands me a warm cloth and keeps one, cleaning me up while I gently wash Miko.
She pants and giggles, “I don’t have to do anything this time? Sweet. Let’s do this again sometime!”
“Anytime,” Tyson whispers in my ear.
“This feels like the beginning of a beautiful partnership,” I can’t help but declare.
Miko leaves the room and closes the door after kissing me again.
Tyson and I get dressed and I sit on the bed waiting for endless questions. But he’s silent. “What do you want to know?” Silence kills me.
“Anything you want to tell me.”
“We’re a well oiled machine, at this point. I set a target, Miko gives me space to handle said target, we dispose appropriately. The next day, we fuck. It’s pretty simple. But I only target assholes. Not exactly the life I thought I’d have but I’m not mad about it.”
He smiles, “I don’t have a well oiled machine. But I’ve had a few and I trust Adam, he helps me take care of loose ends.”
“Looks like we’re both after the same thing: take out the trash. We could team up, be a deadly pair.”
“As long as I’m with you, I’ll do anything.”
We enjoy breakfast before meeting with Sumiko to tend to the farm animals. She looks serene in the golden sunlight leaning over a fence and clicking her tongue at donkeys.
“Hey there, love birds. I have a proposition for you,” her smile radiates from her. “Impromptu backpacking trip through South America. Everything is prepared already, I just need someone to live here and take care of everything. I do mean everything.” She winks at me.
“How long?” I ask.
“Six months, maybe eight. Depends on how much I like it. But this farm is a two man job, it only works if you both stay.”
Tyson smiles and it reaches his brilliant blue eyes, “Dammiit, I’m in. This sounds like fun. And it’s not like I can’t work my regular job, right?”
“Sure can. You two made such a good team last night that you’ll take over my duties for Cass. You’re also welcome to come up with your own tasks and marks but don’t you dare put our operation in jeopardy.”
I hug Miko as a conflicted tear escapes my eye. Both happy for her to have this adventure and sad to see her go. “I’ll miss the hell outta you but I’ll do it. Beeze will be happy, here. There’s so many more birds to watch through the window.”
I feel Tyson’s strong arm around my waist, “Javelin is going to love it here. She’ll have fifty times the space to her her energy out and train more. I’m excited about this. Thank you for asking us, for asking me. We just met but it already feels like I’ve been here my whole life.”
I agree, also feeling like this is exactly where I’ve always belonged.
In Tyson’s arms, out in the country where we can maim any asshole we learn needs to be eliminated.
I feel weightless. Days of fear, years of being watched, have all dissipated.
Here, I have my family. And the man I’ve quickly fallen in love with.