A Dead Man's Pulse: Trident Security Omega Team Book 1 by Samantha A. Cole

A Dead Man's Pulse: Trident Security Omega Team Book 1 by Samantha A. Cole

Author:Samantha A. Cole
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-18T03:00:00+00:00


The stench of blood filled his nostrils, flaring his need to inflict more pain, but alas, his latest piece of art was no longer breathing. A disappointment, Lily Stokes hadn’t lasted long at all, and the Dom didn’t think she deserved to be listed among his masterpieces. She was only partially completed. Without her screams of pain, his desire to finish what he’d started began to wane.

Taking a step back, he eyed her naked body, still being held to the St. Andrew’s cross by the wrist and ankle restraints. He hadn’t even had a chance to turn her around and decorate the front of her. Only her back, ass, arms, and legs were deep red with his mark—slashes from each strike of his bull whip. Blood ran down her skin to the floor beneath her, while more was sprayed on the walls, ceilings, and the Dom himself. Dressed as he usually was when he was working on a new masterpiece, he wore only his leather pants and boots. His sculpted arms had bulged each time he sent the whip sailing through the air, and sweat coated his skin, mixing with the submissive’s lifeblood.

He thought he’d chosen well, but for some reason her heart had given out too soon. Should he continue and see if he could salvage what was left of her. Running the leather through his closed hand, he contemplated her skin. There was still some room on the backs of her lower legs. Raising his arm, he reached back and then let the whip fly forward. A flick of his wrist at the last moment produced a satisfying crack, but that was the only sound he heard. No scream. No moan. It was useless. Even his cock was softening and it always stayed hard until he was done with his creation.

Frowning, he set the whip down on the bed she’d been tied to, and undid the restraints holding her up. She dropped like a sack of potatoes. Anger rose within him as he stared at her unblemished chest and abdomen. Rearing back, he kicked the bitch in the ribs several times, but even that didn’t satisfy his lust. No, she didn’t deserve to be one of his masterpieces at all. After the sun went down, he’d load her body into his small boat and dump it in the Gulf of Mexico, just like he’d done to his first two victims. Back then, he hadn’t known how much he wanted the world to see his art, and up until now, they’d been the only ones who wouldn’t be on his list of confirmed kills until he departed this world and they found the diaries and photo albums he was leaving to ensure his rightful place in history.

As he began to clean up and wrap the dead bitch up in a tarp, his mind shuffled through the other submissives who’d caught his eye recently. Which would be the one who’d redeem him? Two came to mind—Georgia Branneth from The Covenant and that hot little cop, Dakota Smith.



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