Page 6 of Psychos In Love
A sadistic feeling washes over me and Kronos’s words hit me once again.Kill them all.I bust into the apartment. The couple on the couch doesn’t even flinch. The woman is on her knees, blissed out. I can tell right away because the man she’s sucking off has her head down on him past what’s normal for any human. Yet, she’s here, sucking away. The man grins a silly grin.
“Wanna join?” he asks in that sweet voice that only someone high can achieve, especially when an intruder bursts into one’s apartment.
“Sure,” I wink and then throw my knife, hitting him straight in his left eye. A small gurgle comes from him as the light visibly dims in his right eye. The girl never stops sucking. Fucking junkies. I push the girl’s head down. She doesn’t even gag and I chuckle.
“Good girl.” She gives me a side eye. Submission written all over her face. I almost don’t go through with it, but then I slice her throat and watch her blood flow down on the cock she was just sucking.
“Mm.” The moan slips out of my mouth. I love seeing the blood flow. My adrenaline rushes through my veins as I pick the girl up and drape her around the couch. My dick is throbbing, and well, an easy pussy is always nice. Unzipping my pants, I shove my cock into her not-so-tight pussy.
“Fucking whore,” I think as I slack my hunger into her. As I come, I feel sick. I’ll have to take a Lye soap bath when I get home. Walking out, Kronos glares at me from the second floor as I adjust my pants, sticking my dick back in them.
I chuckle and climb the stairs. “Let’s do this,” Ayres says as we get to the third floor. We walk down to the apartment and try the door. It has a flimsy lock that’s rusted on the outside. The smell of sugar and cinnamon hits me hard. My cock grows hard in an instant. I can’t believe it.
“Fuck,” Kronos whispers. He adjusts himself and Ayres brings the baseball bat down, looking stricken. We push into the room as the girl comes out of her bathroom and freezes. Terror running along her features. Her eyes well with tears, but she has a fire about her. I can feel it.
“Just…” Her voice falters and I shift. My dick throbbing. I’m not sure I can move. The most innocent, beautiful angel is standing right before us.
No.They can’t be here. My heart races. My world crumbles as I look at the trio. This… this is my worst nightmare standing before me. I ramble in my brain, and nothing comes out of my mouth. Not one word. The man with the bloody knife steps forward.
“Just get out. I saw nothing. I know nothing. Please. Just leave.” My voice is weak. I’m shaking like a leaf. I can't believe I’m still standing. One more step. The man is getting too close.
“Stop. Not a…” The baseball bat guy chuckles, and I look at him. Chucking my brush at the knife guy, I run into my bedroom, slamming the door and locking it.
“Feisty Little Warrior,” he chuckles. I can hear him. Oh, God. What do I do? I look around my room and run to the window and toward the fire escape. I can run from there. I know I can. The door busts into a million pieces as I climb through the window.
“Get her!” A voice calls out as I run down the first flight of stairs, the wind and chill cutting through me. Before I can get to the bottom a large body drops on me. I bang my knees on the steel stairs and cry out as the man pins me.
“Oh, Little Warrior,” the man says as he grinds his erection into my ass. I freeze. “The things I’m going to do to you.”
I have one arm free, and I jam it backwards, right into his face. His grip on me loosens as he gasps for air. I’m able to slip out from under him but run straight into another wall of a man.
“Oh, Kitten. You are a beauty,” the man chuckles into a purr. He has me in a bear hug. “You are caught. Give it up little one.”
I growl with determination, stomping on his foot. Just as I’m about to stick my knee in his groin, a gun cocks and I realize it’s pointing right at my head.
“Enough.” The demand comes sternly. “You don’t hold any power here. You are surrounded and only alive right now because…”
The one with the knife cuts in, “Because we want to fuck you.”
I blush brightly. God he’s so crass. I take a deep breath. “No. Kill me now, you bastards.” I begin to fight even more. I must have taken the guy by surprise because he looks at me with a wide-open mouth and then slaps me. Hard.
I cry out in shock. “Damn little kitten has claws,” he says as he rubs his cheek where I had clawed him. The man with the gun pushes me against the wall of the apartment building. I’m terrified. My adrenaline is fading fast. The gun presses into my chin. Eyes wide, I stare at the man. His bold angry eyes. Those green eyes make me stop. My entire body shakes as flashbacks drum into me—the night my mother died. It all comes flooding back like a nightmare. Those same eyes stare at me all over again as he stands nose to nose with me.
“If I must, I will blow your brains out. But you can live tonight. You don’t settle down though, your life is over. “
He slips his tongue into my mouth. My first kiss, stolen. He tastes like whiskey and sin. I tremble as tears run down my face. This is not good. In fact, this is the exact opposite. This is bad. So, so bad. His lips demand that I open, give in to him. I whimper into his mouth and try to pull back. I really don’t want to kiss him. He gives me no choice.
“Fuck, look at her body squirm. Come on dude, let’s get out of here before we fuck her right here and get caught by the police.”
This clears the fog of the man kissing me. “You are pigs.” I scoff and spit at the man that had just stolen something I could never get back. Had I known that he was going to do worse, I would have let him continue to kiss me.
“Good little rabbit.” The words come right before he cold cocks me with the butt of his gun. I look at him, dazed, and my world goes twirling into blackness.
“No…” I gasp as my head knocks backward. The last thing I remember is pleading, “No…”
Her lips felt sogood against mine. She dared to look me in the eyes.Bold.Such a bold little rabbit. As she slumps down, Hypnos picks her up.
“She’s just one little girl and she’s given us more of a fight than anyone we’ve come across in almost a decade.” Ayres shakes his head as we go down the last flight of stairs. I open the door to the SUV and get in the passenger seat.
