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Three months ago

“The police have confirmedthat three are dead due to a house fire a week ago. They are still investigating but have no reason to believe that foul play was involved. The police have not yet released the names of the victims.”

I sit on the floor in front of the TV with my legs crisscrossed in front of me, watching the news report with a wide smile that reaches from ear to ear. I’m giddy like a child at Disneyland for the first time. I’ve never been to Disneyland, but I’m sure my excitement is similar to how a child would feel.

The police don’t need to release the victim’s name. I already know who died. It wasn’t accidental. They found what they were supposed to find, and the rest went according to plan. I love when things work out perfectly.

A sound coming from within my house has me turning the volume down on the TV. The news lady’s voice fades into the background with each click of the volume button. I stand, stretching my limbs as I reach my full height of six-foot-six. I’m tall and fucking love it when people are forced to look up at me.

My steps are quick and heavy as I stalk down the dark hallway searching for my pretty thing who thinks she can run from me.

I hear the light footsteps running away from me, but I’m quicker than my prey. I have the advantage of having long legs and knowing every hiding place within my house. The house has eyes, and there’s nowhere to hide.

With three giant and quick steps, my eyes settle on my prey. I lunge forward, wrapping my muscular arms around her small waist. She lets out a yelp as I lift her from the ground. She struggles to twist in my arms until we’re face-to-face.

At the sight of her, a wide, sinister smile spreads across my face. “Are you trying to run from me? You should know by now that you can run, but you’ll never be able to hide from me.” She shakes her head quickly; droplets of water splashing me in the face from her dripping wet hair that’s been freshly cut and colored. Her once long black hair is gone, and now her hair is shoulder length and platinum with streaks of silver and violet roots.

“I’d never run from you.” She smiles, wrapping her limbs around me like a koala. I always have to be careful when it comes to my pretty thing. I don’t ever want to break her. As much as I’d love to drown in her blood and have the warm thick liquid coat my skin, I’d miss her too much if she were broken.

She’s the one thing I cannot break because my life would never be the same without her. I need Lee as much as I need to breathe.

I haven’t been breathing while she’s been away, but now that she’s back, I’m never letting her go. Not again. I made that mistake before, and I’ll forever regret it.

“On second thought, maybe you should run from me. It makes my dick hard.” To prove my point, I grip her hips tightly and pull her body down my torso until my hard cock is poking her barely covered bottom.

Lee throws her head back, exposing her creamy throat to me, and laughs. “What doesn’t get you hard?” She sneers, unwrapping herself and climbing down from my body to stand in front of me. “You get hard whenever Ibreathearound you. I’m beginning to think that your dick never goes down, and you’re hard twenty-four seven.” She’s right. My dick hasn’t deflated once since I rescued her from that house. It doesn’t help that she smells sweet, has a warm body, and she looks at me like she wants me to destroy her.

As much as I want to bend her over the couch and force myself into her tight little pussy, I’m not sure I’d know what to do with her.

I’ve watched enough porn to know the basics but have never known what it feels like to be inside a wet pussy.

I dream of how it would feel to have a warm cunt wrapped around me and be able to feel the pulsing of her walls. I imagine it’s the most wonderful feeling, and I bet it would be even better than using my own hand.

My thoughts cause my engorged cock to throb with desperate desire. Slowly, I wrap my hands around Lee’s beautiful neck, admiring her milky skin. She’s so fucking flawless, even more so with cuts and bruises on her body; God fucking knows what she had to endure in that basement.

Her pulse quickens under my thumb, but she’s not afraid. I can see it in her blue eyes. She’s excited to find out what I’m going to do next.

“When I fuck you for the first time, I want your blood on my hands. I want to smear the beautiful crimson all over your pretty little body and fuck you until you’re begging me to stop making you bleed.” I search her eyes for a response, knowing I’ll never find any judgment because she’s just as fucked up as I am.

Her pupils dilate. “Ace.” She practically moans my name.

“If I were to slip my hand inside your panties, how wet would you be?”

“Soaked.” She clenches her thighs together.

“I want to gag you with your wet panties while I fuck you and make you bleed. That way, you can’t scream. Instead of begging me to stop, you’ll have to take it. You’ll be forced to endure everything I want to do to you.” One thing I love about her is that she never pressures me into taking the next step.

Lee knows I’m a virgin. She also knows about my fetish for breaking pretty things. With her, it’ll be different. I’ll be making love to her and doing something I’ve never done before.

We both want it, but I’m scared. I can tell her what I want and need, but when it comes to having to do it, I’m fucking terrified.

My biggest fear is that I’ll lose all control and kill her, and that’s not what I want. She’s not like the other women. They weren’t special, and they were disposable.

The women who formerly satisfied my needs were prostitutes I picked up on the street. They got into my car and went to hotels with me willingly. They were willing…up to the point I started making them bleed so I could use their blood to coat my hand before wrapping it around my cock.

I loved watching them die while I jerked off, then came on their chests. The sight of my white cum mixing with their blood was such a beautiful sight. That sight alone always urged me to come again.

It’s been six months since I’ve satisfied my needs. Now, the urge is back, and I need to be inside of Lee before I explode.


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