Page 81 of Fatal Fantasy

After a few beats of silence, Vincent passes out again, the space where his cock once was still bleeding out onto the floor, but he’s seemingly given up, and I can read Carter’s mind from here, her interest in keeping him alive solely for the thrill dwindling with every second.

“I’m bored,” Carter whines, and I knowingly step forward, snaking an arm around her waist, pulling until we’re chest to chest.

“End it, baby girl. You’ve gotten your revenge, and we won’t think any less of you,” I bargain, and she takes less than a minute to make her decision, not even a pro and con list running through her mind as she takes the blade from Massi’s hand.

“Goodbye, Vincent.” She spins back to face her tied up abuser while I hold my breath, hoping that she can deal with this specific death just as she has with any other life we’ve taken, and to the surprise of no one, she handles it with pure grace.

With the flick of her wrist, she slices into his carotid artery, the blood spraying from his throat like a showering rain, but the look in her eye, paired with the devilish smile on her face, only proves that this was an appetizer, with the main course just on the horizon.

Her father is the ultimate ending, the man we are hellbent on ending, but if anything, Vincent was a little taste, and if I know one thing for sure, Carter’s never satisfied with a teeny bit, always desperate for more, especially when spilling blood.

“Tyson.” Carter commands my attention, drawing my focus from the dead body, back into her baby blue eyes, and without another word leaving her lips, I know exactly what to do.

Massi stands to my left, practically frozen with anticipation while he waits for my command, and Carter continues to keep her gaze trained on me, face painted with blood, her eyes almost pleading with me to give her what she wants.

“Kiss him again,” I tell her, the smallest sparkle in her eye as she bites her lower lip, snaking an arm around Massi’s neck as they gravitate toward one another.

“Massi, get her back on that table,” I call out, stalking toward the center of the room until I find what I’m looking for.

An array of knives litter the tray, but as I comb through the shelves that line the walls, I spot three white candles, and grab the blow torch for good measure.

Carter experienced the thrill she was searching for in the game while playing with Vincent, but with what I have in store for her, she’ll be chasing a brand new high that’ll only accelerate the hunt and kill she’s so desperately obsessed with.

“Oh, fuck, Jasper!” Carter moans, a beautiful symphony of heavy breathing, whimpers, and groans coming from her petite body, Massi ravaging her nipples while she lays flat on the table, her dark hair falling off the sides as she tangles her hands into her own curls, tugging at the roots while she waits for Massi or I to make another move.

“Do you trust me, Carter?”

“With my life, Tyson,” she replies, barely even catching a breath before answering, and I reward her with a quick kiss before revealing the bag of tricks I brought.

Without a word, I light the first candle, the flame licking along the wax as it begins to heat up, thick droplets rolling down the length of the sconce.

Carter inhales a sharp breath, her baby blue eyes staring up at me like she’s clued in to exactly what I’m planning.

“Have you ever played with wax, Carter?” I ask, noting how fast her chest is rising and falling, the curiosity radiating off her body and materializing in the air.

“Fuck, Ty,” Massi breathes as he hovers over her exposed belly, dropping lazy kisses along her blood-covered skin while she squirms in an anticipation beneath him.

“No, I haven’t” she rasps, a devilish smirk cascading across her lips, and although I’m inclined to remind her of the safe word she’s come to live by, I decide against it.

By now, she knows how to get herself out of a situation that makes her uncomfortable, and I have a strong feeling that this is something she’s easily going to become addicted to.

“This isn’t going to hurt, baby girl,” I say, tilting the candle until a droplet of hot wax rolls down the side, falling through the air until it reaches her skin.

Instantly, she cries out, her back arching off the table as the burn of the wax rips through her body, but in seconds, it hardens into a shell, and she relaxes once more, soft moans escaping her chest.

“Did you like that, Principessina?” Massi teases his tongue around the candle wax, dragging the crimson-red mess along her skin to mix with the white wax, creating a light pink trail that highlights the goosebumps prickling her skin while her eyes roll back in her head.

“Yes, oh my god. More, Tyson. Please?” She begs, making this the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed, and I couldn’t possibly deny her what she’s so perfectly desperate for.

In quick succession, four more droplets roll down the sconce, each landing in a different place on her belly, painting a gorgeous shade of white along her tanned skin, her screams echoing around the empty warehouse as the wax melts into her flesh.

“God, you’re fucking exquisite, Carter. Tell me how it feels,” I rasp, my voice a throaty growl as I drop my boxers once more, positioning myself over her head, but she doesn’t even jump at my harsh tone, her sweet moans filling the silence.

“For a second, I feel like I’m going to explode, like my skin is dancing with flames, the heat threatening to burn me alive. But then, just before it does, the pain slows down,” she whines, writhing against the metal table, her baby blue eyes shimmering with lust, and mischief.

Before she can say another word, I slip my cock between her lips, tilting her head until it falls off the table, just enough where I can fuck her throat, all while tipping the candle again, trailing a line of wax from her sternum to her belly button.

Her cries of pleasure are like my own personal drug, one that I could overdose on until the end of time, but I’ll never get tired of making her feel like the Queen of the Universe, so I snap my fingers, breaking Massi’s trance, encouraging him to join us.