Chapter 5 The Angelmaker
Well, put a candy cane in my ass and call me Santa. I didn’t expect to walk in on a dude practically raping his fucking girlfriend, that wasn’t on my Christmas list at all, but here we are.
The red haired beauty who lies underneath her groaning boyfriend screams like a banshee, her arms flail around as she drags herself out from underneath him and I quickly avert my eyes when I notice she’s completely naked from the waist down.
I must not get distracted by pussy.
I must not get-
“Who the fuck are you!” Her demonic scream pulls me from my pussy induced haze and I quickly slip back into character, she might be fucking beautiful to look at but I still need to get rid of her. She’s seen too much.
“Who I am,” I start whilst yanking her boyfriend up with the axe that’s lodged into his back. “Is none of your fucking concern. Now if you wanna live, I suggest you be a good girl and do as I say.”
I don’t miss the crimson flush that passes over her face at my demand and the way her breath hitches in her throat. She’s turned on by me and that sends my ego skyrocketing and my cock ready to pitch a tent in my jeans.
Down boy.
This woman is about to put a big dent in my plans and I can’t have that. I won’t be distracted by her hauntingly perfect features or the way she’s rubbing her thighs together, probably to ease the pain her fucking douche of a boyfriend created and the arousal I’m clearly bringing her.
“Ni.. Nina, where am I?” Her boyfriend groans in my hand as I hold him up like a puppet with the handle of the axe, his blood quickly pools around the blade and begins to run down the wood before dripping onto the hardwood floor.
“Nina eh? A pretty name for a pretty angel.” I tease with a shit eating grin on my face that I kind of want her to see but I’m not fucking stupid. If she sees my face, I’m done for.
Her eyes widen at my comment and I swear I can see theories and calculations spinning around the top of her head. “You’re..” She starts.
“Say it. Say my fucking name angel.” I lift my chin towards her, daring her to say who I am. “Let your scummy boyfriend here, know who’s minutes away from flaying his skin from his bones.”
Nina’s plump lips part and she freezes but I can see the words on the tip of her tongue, daring to break free.
My threat must hit her boyfriend square in the chest as he begins to panic, the axe lodging further into his back until I can feel his spine brushing against the blade.
He goes to open his mouth again in his delirious state and I quickly use my free hand to grip his jaw before pulling his face towards my mask.
“I suggest you be careful pretty boy, one wrong slip and this axe in your back will be millimetres away from severing your spinal cord, and what I have planned for you. I want you to feel it all. You hear me?” Globs of stringy snot gather around his nose and he nods his head in quick succession, fear radiating from his pores.
“There’s a good boy.” I say before turning back to face Nina who’s still crumpled in the corner of the room with a blanket over her legs. Her eyes widen the moment we make contact with each other and I swear she can see right through the mask and into my fucking soul. It’s disarming.
Turning my face, I quickly sever the connection and point to her shorts that are laying on the floor.
“Get dressed and walk downstairs, now.” Nina quickly scrambles across the floor and grabs the shorts, then she slips them on underneath the blanket before rising to her full height, which isn’t much.
I know if we were to stand toe to toe, the top of her crimson covered head would only just reach the centre of my chest.
What a pretty little Christmas treat I have on my hands.
I dip my head and move to the side to let her pass but she only makes it a few steps in front of me before I wrap my hand around her arm, causing her to stumble into my chest.
“Don’t fuck-” She starts with venom and I quickly cut her off. “Don’t tempt me with a good time angel, I do love ‘em feisty and it won’t be long before I have you screaming my name instead of this fuckwits.”
“I’d rather die than have your disgusting hands on me.”
“That can be arranged.” I bite back, feeling a heady sense of arousal from this back and forth sparring match we’ve got going on. Her emerald green eyes burn into my soul before she yanks her arm out of my grasp and begins to walk towards the stairs.
“That’s a good girl.” I sing-song, then proceed to drag her once again unconscious boyfriend by the axe, downstairs.
The carpet beneath my feet blooms with red as I drag Nina’s boyfriend down the steps.
I half expected her to beg and plead with me to not hurt him but she’s been silent this whole time and I can’t help but think that maybe she’s pleased about what’s happening to him.
Who wouldn’t want a rapist to die a horrible painful death?
Once we reach the bottom step, I watch Nina walk into the centre of the living room, her luscious hips and flowing red hair swaying with each step that I almost forget about the dead weight I’m holding.
“Now what?” She snaps and places her hands on her hips. “You gonna kill me?”
I chuckle at her bratty attitude whilst dropping her boyfriend onto the coffee table that’s covered in sweet treats. The sugar cookies I smelt before clatter to the ground from the force and I catch Nina’s eyes travelling to the mess before landing back on me again. Watching like a fucking hawk.
“Not quite. I like a bit of foreplay before my dessert.” I tease, taking a step closer to her and what I don’t expect is her to square up to me, she keeps her hands on her hips and tilts her chin to face me, allowing her flame hair to fall down her back in thick waves.
“You’re fucking sick, you know that right?
” She spits with black venom in her tone.
“So I’ve been told.” I remark and tilt my head to the side, taking every inch of her in behind the mask.
I can practically feel the anger that’s radiating from her but before she can even open her mouth to piss me off again, I wrap my hand around her throat and push her into the wall, causing her head to crack against the cheap plaster.
“I might be sick in the head, angel.” I whisper whilst brushing my mask up the side of her face until I reach her ear.
“But I’m not the only one. I heard that little moan that slipped out of your mouth just then, and I can clearly see the way those thick thighs rub against each other.
I bet that cunt is dripping wet, isn’t it? ”
Her breath catches in her throat and I can feel her swallow beneath my hand which only spurs me on to tighten my grip until her hands are clawing at the leather gloves.
Pink blotches begin to bloom across her skin as she fights for consciousness and I’m more than ready to test my theory.
I can see it in her eyes how much she wants someone to touch her, the only way I can.
“Go.. ahead. I.. fucking dare.. you.” She says between choking breaths and I release her throat a fraction to allow a sliver of air into her lungs before trailing my other hand down the front of her body, between the valley of her perfect tits then down towards the waistband of her shorts.
Nina’s skin pebbles beneath the rough leather of my gloves, her body’s way of telling me that she wants this, even if her mouth says otherwise.
“Say my name angel.. I dare you.”
I watch with intent as her bright green eyes widen the further down I trail my hand, her chest rising and falling in rapid breaths.
“Say my name, and I’ll prove to us both how fucking sick you are.
” The tips of my fingers dip beneath the waistband of her shorts and a breathy moan slips between her plump lips, causing me to groan behind the mask, the sound so fucking sweet.
“You’re.. The Angelmaker.” She says in defeat and I push my fingers further into her shorts, feeling her tremble beneath me. “Atta girl, now open up for me.”
“This.. this is all wrong.” With a whimper, Nina goes against her own thoughts and spreads her legs for me, giving me the perfect access to her pussy and my fucking God, do I wanna feel her bare skin against my own instead of these leather gloves.
I need it. I want nothing between my hand and her sopping cunt. The tips of my gloves brush against the top of her pussy and I quickly remove my hand and bring it to my mouth under the mask, already smelling her sweet arousal within the fibres.
“What are you doing?” She cries out.
“I thought you didn’t want this?” I tease then grip the tip of the glove between my teeth and drag it free from my hand, revealing the intricate tattoos that cover my skin.
It’s stupid on my part to show my tattoos but repercussions be damned, I’m a sucker for good pussy and it just so happens that little Nina here is aching for my deathly touch.
Her eyes widen as she takes in the detailed ink on my hand and I watch her follow the trail I make again down her body, feeling her body heat radiate through my skin.
“I.. fuck, I don’t want this.. I.” The fight in her is pointless as she continues to moan under my touch and I can feel her heart pounding beneath my hand that’s still wrapped around her throat, thick crimson blood pumping through her veins like a wild river.
I just know she’d look fucking delectable covered in blood as my cock sinks deep inside her.
Holy shit. I need to reign in it.
Shunning the erotic thought away, I dip my hand into her shorts and brush my fingers against her heated skin, causing her to whimper at the soft touch before I dive straight for her clit.
The moment my fingers make contact, her eyes roll to the back of her head and she groans from the pleasure I’m bringing her.
Whimpers and cries slip from between her pink lips and I dip my finger lower to scoop up the wetness that’s pooling in her juicy hole.
“Fuck.” She moans through gritted teeth and then opens her eyes to look at her slowly dying boyfriend who is lying on the coffee table behind us. “This isn’t right,” she cries. “My.. fuck, my boyfriend is..”
I cut in. “Will be dead soon for how he touched you, but I want you to keep your eyes on him as you come all over a killer’s fingers.”
My filthy words have her grinding on my hand and I push my fingers into her soaking cunt, starting with the index finger and then moving onto the middle finger before scissoring them inside her.
Moans like I’ve never heard before fall from her lips willingly and like the good fucking girl she is, she keeps her glowing eyes on her boyfriend.
“Tell me angel.” I murmur against her skin. “How fucking badly do you want him to die?” Within seconds her gaze snaps back to me.
“What the fuck? I.. I don’t want him dead?”
Her denial is so beautiful, I swear I can see the lies swimming in her eyes. She hates him, everything about him. I should know, I’ve battled with those same lies until now. Until I let myself be free from the demons that tried to chain me down.
I’ll never be chained down again.
“Yes you do. I can see it in those emerald eyes.” I say across her skin and add a third finger into her tight pussy, causing her to groan in blissful pleasure.
“He’s hurt you, hasn’t he? And you wanna hurt him back, don’t you?
There’s a darkness inside you that’s craving to play with mine.
Don’t tell me you don’t feel it, angel?”
Confusion mixed with lust spills across her face as her eyes dart between me and her pathetic boyfriend.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” She fights back with a heavy moan. “You don’t know anything about me.”
I chuckle at her words and curl my fingers to brush against her spongy walls, teasing and prodding her forbidden centre that has her trembling in my hold.
“See, that’s where you’re wrong baby.” Baby?
Where the fuck did that come from? I need a brick to the head.
“I know everything about you. I know the feeling of your insides, how wet and so fucking warm them are, I can just imagine my cock slipping inside, I can almost feel the way it would stretch you wide until your screaming.” My degrading words have her panting like a dog in heat and her hand quickly finds mine over her shorts, she pushes my fingers deeper inside of herself. “You’re a greedy fucking girl, Nina.”
With little force, I shove another finger inside her, so close to slipping my whole hand inside of her. I wonder if she’d be on board with being turned into a hand puppet.
“I also know how deep that hatred runs for that cunt behind me. I can see that fire burning in your eyes every time you look at him. He screwed you over and now you want revenge. Let me help you with that, angel.”
Nina clamps her eyes shut and whimpers as I try to squeeze my fingers deep inside her, right up to the furthest knuckle, my thumb probing her asshole.
“Fuck! It’s too much, this is all too much and so.. fucking wrong!” Anguish spreads across her face as she’s torn between what’s right and wrong, but who fucking cares what’s right and wrong anymore. I make my own rules, and now Nina will do the same.
I lift my hand from her throat and grip her chin to bring her face towards me, her lips inches away from my mask and for the first time in my life, I want to show someone my face. I want to feel her breath against mine, I want to spit in her mouth and watch her swallow it down.
“Let’s make this the best Christmas ever, angel. Let me devour you whole, and I promise to fulfil all those sick and twisted fantasies inside that pretty head of yours.”