My.
God.
My hand flew to my cock, and I couldn’t help but squeeze it as those two words rolled through me. Desire for both his words and his kill slipped beneath my skin, and I liked how warm it felt. I swayed a little in my chair.
My breath quickened, and I didn’t dare blink as I watched the screen. The sound of Daddy’s gun cocking moved through the phone. I latched onto the heavy click it made and held my breath. Not a second later, Hugh collapsed. Blood trailed from the hole above his eyes, slipping down the length of his eyebrow and into his ear. His lips were parted just slightly, and though I could never be certain, I imagined a grunt of surprise slipped past them just before he’d stopped breathing.
“Did you see it, baby?”
I nodded.
“Silas?”
I was breathless, but I managed to speak anyway, “yes.”
“Was it everything you imagined?”
“More.” So. Much. More.“I… I want to watch it again.”
…and again
….and again
….and again.
“Well, I don’t have any more kills for tonight, baby, but I could go find some fucker to cold-clock if you want to see me get aggressive.”
I parted my legs.
A shiver ripped through me when I shoved my hand beneath my waistband and squeezed my bare cock. My eyes fell shut. A whimper tried to slip free, but I sucked my lips into my mouth and breathed through my nose.
“Silas?”
“I’m, uhm, yes?”
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“It…”Oh God.“It hurts.”
“What hurts? Who hurt you?”
The harsh sound of his protective growl did nothing but make my head spin. My knuckles tightened, and I slid my palm up and down my cock, swallowing each sound as they tried to crawl their way up my throat.
“Nobody. It’s not… That’s not what…”
My knees shook, and the armrests of my chair prevented me from spreading them any further.
“Silas.” Daddy said my name with an edge I hadn’t heard before. Something more predatory—more possessive. The change in tone forced a whimper to slip free, and I didn’t fucking care. “Silas, where is your hand right now?”
“My, uhm.”
“Tell me, baby, was it the kill that made your cock throb or was it just me?”
“Not the kill. That’s not… They don’t excite me. I mean…” My chest heaved. “They excite me but not… not sexually. I don’t… I’m not…”
“It’s alright, sweetheart, you don’t have to explain yourself right now.”
Ohthankgod.