Killian by Natasha Knight

Author:Natasha Knight [Knight, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Natasha Knight

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Cilla

Kill has barely pulled out of me when the elevator doors slide open and that horrible man, Hugo, walks in.

I gasp, straighten, try to cover myself, but my panties are at my feet and Kill’s cum is dripping out of me.

Hugo stops, clears his throat, turns away. “Apologies.”

Kill buttons his pants and wraps his hand around the back of my neck. “I didn’t say you could get up.”

“What?”

He pushes me back over the desk, pinning me to it with just a little pressure on my neck. That’s all it takes to keep me down.

But when he raises my dress to expose me again, I cry out for him to stop. To let me up.

He leans over my back. “Stay. Down.” My cheek is plastered to the cold wood of his desk and his face is so close to mine that I feel his breath on me. “Obey me, Cilla,” he whispers his warning. “Or I’ll whip your ass while Hugo watches.”

I have no doubt he will. I blink, tears of shame burning my eyes. I close them, my acquiescence. He straightens.

“No problem, Hugo,” Kill says and I feel him walk away. Neither Hugo nor I speak, but I hear water go on in what I assume is the bathroom.

I stay where I am. Bent over. Ass bared. Cum dripping down my thighs. Mine and his. And I hate myself for it. Because a moment ago, I told him I wanted to hate him. I wanted to. But I don’t. I despise myself instead.

“What is it?” Kill asks, returning to the room.

“Benji’s here.”

“Alone?”

“Yeah. But he’s drunk as a skunk.”

“Fuck. Keep an eye on him. I’ll be down in a minute.”

I hear the elevator doors slide open, then close, and still I don’t move. Ice clinks in a glass and I open my eyes to find Kill leaning against the bar watching me.

“Bathroom’s through that door. Get cleaned up. Stay here, don’t mess with any of the equipment and let that play.” He gestures to the monitor that keeps repeating the image of me playing with myself, the sound turned up so I hear myself come over and over and over again. Hugo would have heard it too.

I’m humiliated. I straighten slowly, bend to pick up my panties, very aware by the soreness of exactly how I was penetrated. Of how he claimed another part of me.

Kill turns to the elevator where the doors slide open.

“Why did you do that?” I ask.

He doesn’t turn around and doesn’t answer my question. He says one word instead.

“Warm.”

“What?”

“Warm. It feels warm. The blood. There’s a lot of blood. I cut into his stomach, carved out a pound of flesh. I weighed it to be precise.”

“Oh my God.” I’m going to be sick.

“That’s why the papers called me a monster. A beast.” He’s silent and I wonder if he’s reminiscing on this horrible act. “I did it so he’d bleed out slowly. Painfully. I stood and watched the life literally drain out of him.” He pauses, meets my horrified gaze in the mirror.

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