The Final Fall(8)By: Alexa Riley
Her tight cunt is gripping me hard and it’s perfect. Heat builds in my spine and I’m doing everything I can to not cum. I don’t want this moment to be over, but I know as soon as I cum, I’ll be ready for round two.
“Angel, I need your eyes, baby.” My voice is so gruff I don’t even recognize it. “I want your eyes on me when it hits you.”
She pops open her eyes and gives this small nod as I thrust hard. Her mouth falls open and she screams out my name as her pussy clamps around me. I cum with her as the full load from my cock releases into her pulsing pussy. It doesn’t seem to stop as her cunt grips me tighter and tighter, taking everything I have to give.
VIKTOR ROLLS over so I’m lying on top of him. He plays with my hair, bringing it to his nose every now and then and smelling it.
“That was amazing,” I sigh. I turn a little and kiss the place over his heart. I lay my ear back down on it, listening to it beat. It’s soothing.
“You are amazing.”
I let out another deep sigh, feeling sleepy and content. “I’ve never felt so at peace.” I really don’t care how crazy all of this is. As long as Viktor and I are on the same page, it doesn’t matter.
“We should leave tomorrow. Someone knows I’m here. I don’t think this person would give away my location, but I will never risk your safety.”
“That’s very cryptic of you,” I laugh. “I don’t need it all right now, but you have to give me something. You probably know almost everything there is to know about me.”
“I didn’t know your father hit you.” His chest rumbles in fury.
“That was the first time,” I admit, trying to cool his anger, but it doesn’t seem to work. “It doesn’t matter. I’m with you now, and I’m sure no one will get within five feet of me ever again.”
That helps some of the tension leave his body.
“I grew up in Russia. I normally mask my accent when around others, but it comes out when I’m with you.”
I don’t know why, but I like that a lot.
“My mother was gone before I could even remember her.”
“Mine too.” I tilt my head to look up at him. He tenses for a second and I notice his brows draw together.
“My father was a doctor. He practiced in a small clinic in our basement and made house calls. He didn’t have normal patients. People went to him when they didn’t want to go to the hospital because the police would ask too many questions.”
He keeps on playing with my hair while he talks to me.
“My older sister hated it. I didn’t give it much thought. Then one day I went down to the local store to pick up some things. I didn’t feel like I was gone long, but when I got home I couldn’t find anyone. I went downstairs to his clinic and they were both dead.” I see pain in his eyes. “My sister…” He pauses, looking away from me. “They were not merciful.”
I hold on to Viktor, letting him know I’m here. I want to comfort the little boy who had to see that.
“I went upstairs and I packed a bag. I took one of my father’s guns and some cash he kept at home and I left. I hoped the police would think whoever did this took me and would think I was dead, too. They did.”
“Where did you go?” My eyes water.
“I lived on the streets. I was trying to find the person who killed my sister. I wanted revenge on the sick fuck who did those things to her. It took years, but I found him.”
“How old were you when you found him?”
“Barely a teenager. By that time, I’d learned the streets. When I found him I took him to an abandoned warehouse. I used to read everything I could get my hands on, and growing up, a lot of that was medical textbooks my father had around. This knowledge was helpful. I knew how to cause pain but also how to do it in a way that wouldn’t kill him. Or at least, not quickly.”
At that, I tense. He was a little boy doing this. I turn my head and give him a kiss over his heart again to let him know I’m still with him.
“I played with him for hours until I finally shot him. He was my first kill.”
I crawl up Viktor’s body to put my face into his neck. “Keep going.”
“I left a note on his body with my sister’s name. It didn’t take long for word to spread about what had been done. People were shocked that such a young boy had done these things. It wasn’t long until people were asking me to do things for them, offering me money to do it. I was young. I could get in and out of places without being noticed. I took the jobs and did what I had to do.”
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