Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ella gets to her knees before me, and the sight is absolutely breathtaking.
She looks up at me, her blue eyes swimming with mischief, and I grin, nodding my approval.
She moves to unbutton my pants, lowering the zipper, and pulling my rock-hard cock free from its confines.
Watching her yank the ornament from Liam’s nipple immediately made me hard.
I hadn’t expected that, but fuck was it hot to watch.
She flattens her tongue and drags it from the base all the way to the tip before swirling it around the head.
My head falls back, eyes closing as I let out a long, “Fuuuuccccckkkkk.” I look down at her at the same time she takes all of me, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat.
I wrap her blonde strands around my fist and guide her up and down, fucking the back of her throat ruthlessly.
Drool leaks down the sides of her mouth, and she hollows her cheeks with every suck.
I pull back, her mouth coming off the end of my dick with a pop.
I lean down and kiss her, because fuck, I’m so enthralled with this woman.
My heart constricts again at that thought.
Our connection is broken when Liam’s jagged words cut through the air. “See, I told you she was a whore.” Ella stands, and I move to hit him again, but a soft hand wraps around my bicep, stopping me in my tracks.
“Let me,” Ella whispers, a devilish look on her face.
“Be my guest, little dove,” I coo, throwing my hands up and grinning.
She moves slowly, stalking him like a predator, circling him, and contemplating her next move.
“Sex with you was shit,” she spits. “You never seemed to know how to make a girl come. You have a tiny dick, and my god, I couldn’t wait for you to get off so I could finish the job myself.”
“You fucking cu—” he begins, but is cut off when Ella gives him a right hook to the stomach. He gasps, trying to suck in any air he can.
“You raped those girls, you disgusting piece of shit. You tried to rape ME!” She throws another right jab, this one landing on his groin. He hunches over as far as he can with his restraints, pain laced across his face.
“You’re a literal stain on this earth, and the world is better off without you.
Those girls deserved justice. You should have been locked away, rotting in prison as someone’s bitch.
Well, tonight, you’re my bitch.” She moves behind him, and I see her reach for a strand of lights on the floor.
My cock is rock solid, anticipating what I know is coming next.
She leans in, her lips just barely centimeters from his ear, and whispers, “Rot in hell, scumbag.” Then, without hesitation, she wraps the lights around his neck, squeezing tight and dropping to the ground.
Liam struggles against his restraints, attempting to break free to grab hold of the string around his neck, but he fails.
His face turns red, and he gasps for air.
Ella’s hold on him tightens, and he struggles for a few more seconds before his body goes limp.
She releases her hold, her chest heaving as the adrenaline pumps through her body.
She stands, walking around to stand before him and take in the sight of what she’s done.
She slowly backs up, the adrenaline in her body now starting to plummet as the realization of what she’s done kicks in. She collides with my chest, and I spin her around, lifting her chin to meet my gaze.
“Do not start regretting your decision, little dove. He was a vile man who deserved his ending. If it wasn’t by your hand, it would have been by mine.
His life was over the second I found out about his crimes, solidified when I learned he put his hands on you.
” Her brows pinch together, like she’s contemplating what I just said.
“Wait, you found out about his past before you even knew he was in the cabin?” she questions, connecting the dots.
“Yes,” I answer flatly.
“How?”
“It’s my job,” I tell her. “When I left the other morning, I called a colleague of mine. He ran a check on you, which led to Liam, which led to his past. Considering the fact that I take out pedophiles and rapists for a living, and with his proximity to you, he was on my list. I just got lucky that he delivered himself to me instead of having to hunt him down.”
She stares in shock for a moment before responding, “You ran a check on me?!”
“Out of all the things I just said, that’s what bothers you most?
My, my, maybe my little dove has a dark side in her after all.
I’d have thought you’d have questioned what I do for a living.
” I smirk, running the pad of my thumb across her bottom lip.
I pinch her bottom lip lightly between my thumb and index finger before I dive in, taking it between my teeth and biting down.
Her body relaxes in my hold, and she snakes her hand softly up the back of my neck before grabbing it and pulling me in closer to her, intertwining her tongue with mine.
I grab underneath her ass and lift her up, her legs wrapping around me, and I walk her over to the dining room table. When I set her down, I remove her shirt and tell her to lie down. I bend her legs, setting her feet flat on the edge.
“Don’t move,” I demand, and I pull her shorts and panties down in one swift motion. Leaning down toward her center, I inhale, relishing in her scent. I spread her legs wider, her pussy on full display before me.
“Thank you for blessing me with this Christmas meal,” I purr, diving in.
I drag my tongue from her entrance to her clit, circling around the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her hips lightly buck up into me, silently begging me for more.
I oblige, dipping my tongue lower into her entrance.
She lets out a loud moan, and my dick twitches.
I let out my own moan, it vibrating against her pussy, which only makes her hips buck more.
I take my fingers, swirling them around in her wetness before shoving them inside and curling them.
“Ohhh, fuuuckkk yessss, Luke,” she moans, and hearing her moan my name for the first time rather than the fake one I gave her does something to me.
I begin to thrust my hand, my mouth still suctioned to her clit.
She begins matching my pace, moving her hips to meet my fingers.
I can feel the sensitive bundle of nerves inside beginning to swell, and I keep my fingers locked on that spot, applying more pressure to her clit with my tongue.
“Fuck, Luke. I’m gonna come. Don’t fucking stop, please don’t stop,” she begs.
“Hmmmm,” I rumble. “I love hearing you beg for me.”
I maintain my pace, flicking my tongue across her clit, rubbing up on the spot I know is making her come undone, and after a few more thrusts, she shatters around my fingers, her cum coating my hand.
“Oh my fuck, I’ve never been able to come from that before,” she says, panting. I smile, the satisfaction overwhelming my senses.
“I’m not done with you yet, baby,” I growl, and I move over to the strings of lights lying behind Liam’s lifeless body. Grabbing them, I make my way over to her. “Lie on your back, spread each arm toward a corner of the table,” I command, and she does as I say.
I get to work, tying each arm to the corresponding table legs with the lights she just killed a man with.
That thought makes precum drip from the tip of my cock, and I’m aching to be inside her.
Once she’s tied down by each arm, I connect the strings together, creating enough slack to plug them in.
Multicolored lights illuminate the space, dancing off her skin.
She’s stunning. The perfect Christmas gift. My perfect Christmas gift.
I remove my clothes and climb on top of the table, positioning myself between her legs before I hover over her body.
I trace the curves of her breast with my hands and bend down, taking her nipple between my teeth before biting.
Her body jerks, but she lets out a soft whimper, and I stick my hand between her thighs, feeling how wet she is.
“Mmm, my little dove likes a little pain, does she?” I tease before repeating the action on the other nipple.
I bring my face to her neck, teasing her with light bites while rubbing her clit.
She is absolutely soaked for me, and my cock aches to feel her pussy around me, so I line myself up with her entrance, and when I capture her mouth for a kiss, I thrust inside, swallowing the loud moan she lets out.
I give her a few seconds to adjust before I pull out to the tip and slam my hips back into her.
“Fuck, baby. Tell me this pussy is mine. I need to hear you say it,” I moan.
She writhes in pleasure, desperate for more, when she responds, “Yes, this pussy is all yours.”
Her words go straight to my cock, and I start pounding her into the table, feeling like I am unable to get enough of her, like I need her to be wrapped around my cock at all times, to feel her always.
A light breeze graces my skin, and without realizing it, I stop, the lost feeling taking me by surprise.
Ella’s eyes widen like she’s done something wrong, and I kiss her, a deep, primal kiss. When I break apart, she asks, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s nothing, baby. I’m just afraid you won't be able to escape me after today,” I whisper.
“Who said anything about escaping?” she whispers back, and begins moving her hips in circles.
I let out a loud moan, her tight, wet heat contracting around my shaft.
I move slowly, thrusting deep inside her at an achingly slow pace.
My mouth covers hers, and she wraps her legs around me, pulling me in deeper.
Her thighs tighten around my waist, and her pussy grips my cock, her heels digging into my ass.
She’s close, and I break the kiss, her moans beginning to fill the room.
Leaning down to her ear, I whisper, “Come undone for me, baby. Shatter. Give yourself to me.”
And she does. She breaks, her orgasm ripping through her like a freight train, and she cries out in ecstasy.
I can feel my own orgasm ready to explode, so when I feel her beginning to come down, I waste no time.
I bring both of her legs up, throwing them over my shoulders and practically bring them to her chest as I lean forward.
With both of my hands planted firmly on both sides of her head, I fuck her relentlessly into the table.
The table shakes, and the legs threaten to give way, but I don’t stop.
The sounds of her wet pussy fill the space.
That sound, mixed with her moans, accompanied by her tight cunt sends me over the edge, and I come inside her, my cock pulsing as her pussy takes every last drop.
We’re both spent as I pull out of her, walking over to the kitchen and grabbing a dishtowel.
I wet it and bring it back to her, wiping her clean.
Then, I work on freeing her from the lights.
She sits up, and the sight of her fully naked on the table makes my dick twitch again, but I push it down, needing to clean up the mess we made in here before going for round 2.
I throw on my clothes and toss hers to her for her to do the same.
“I need to clean up this mess and dispose of the body. I’ll need to borrow your car since my truck is parked near my safehouse.”
“What do you need me to do?” she asks, and I can’t help but smile at her willingness to dive into the darkness with me.
“Nothing, baby. Just stay here. I’ll be back soon,” I assure her. I walk over to Liam’s body, about to work on untying him, when Ella curses.
“Fuck! Luke, the cops are here!” she shouts. “Their car is coming down the road.”
“Shit, shit, shit,” I curse. This really fucks everything up, but I’ve been in worse situations. I rub my hands down my face, thinking up a quick plan, and when I do, I know it’s not one either of us is gonna like.
“I need you to sit in this chair,” I tell her, pulling one of the dining room chairs out.
“What?” she questions, looking concerned.
“Please. We don’t have much time. Do you trust me?” I whisper, looking her in the eyes, the beautiful blue gems swirling with so much uncertainty about what’s to come.
She nods and moves to the chair, sitting as I asked.
I grab the lights I just had her tied to the table with and wrap them around her, securing her to the chair.
Then I run down the steps to the basement, grab the duct tape, and bolt back up the stairs.
Just as I reach the top, I hear the tires on the gravel come to a halt.
“I need you to listen to me closely. You’re not going to like what I’m about to tell you, but I need to go along with it and trust me.”
“Okay,” she whispers, her eyes beginning to well with tears.
“I’m going to tape your mouth closed. I won’t have time to move Liam with them out front, so he’s going to have to stay here.
When they come in, I need you to tell them it was me.
You tell them your mystery man came back last night, tell them about Liam attacking you, tell them that I killed him and left you here tied up. ”
She shakes her head, the tears beginning to spill over. “N-no. You’ll be arrested if I do that!” she whisper-shouts.
“No, little dove, I won't. I’m not in any of the databases. I’m a ghost. You tell them I ran when I heard them coming down the drive. Do NOT, under any circumstances, tell them it was you who killed Liam. Put it all on me, do you hear me?”
She nods, albeit reluctantly. “When am I going to be able to see you again?” she asks, her lip beginning to tremble.
“I’ll need to stay away for a while. They’ll be looking for me, and they’ll be watching you.
It will all seem suspicious, especially since they won’t find any DNA of mine that returns as a match, but I promise that you will be fine.
I’ll see to that. Meet me back here in one year, little dove.
I’ll be waiting for you,” I assure her. The sound of boots stomping up the front porch means it’s time for me to go.
“Don’t forget you are mine, little dove,” I growl.
“I may have to keep my distance, but I’ll always be watching. ”
I kiss her one last time, committing her taste to memory before I pull away. “One year, baby.”
Then, I tape her mouth closed before turning and running out the back door.
Once outside, I run as fast as I can through the woods, not taking even a second to look back. It’s not until I’m safely through the doors of my safehouse, pulling up the camera feed, and seeing that they’ve found her inside that I realize one thing.
It was fucking freezing outside.