You Kill Me (The Prospect 3)

Trinity

I knew Killer was scum, but to seriously fuck another bitch practically on top of me, that’s a whole other level of bastard. This bitch that is currently mutilated is sobbing, as she bleeds all over the place. Even as I unleashed my attack on her, Killer didn’t stop fucking her. I thought for a moment I killed the bitch when she stopped moving and cringed in disgust as Killer pulled out of her, yanked off his condom and let his cum fly all over her.

Now she’s sitting on the floor with his cum caked in all the blood.

I take a peek at Killer’s cock, and feel my cunt getting wet. Fuck that’s a nice cock. Too bad my hands are cuffed to this damn bed or I would get myself off right now and make the bastard watch. I wiggle on the bed and he stares at me. “What’s a matter, sugar tits? Can’t reach your pussy to play?” The bed dips when his knees drop onto the mattress.

“Oh, fuck off.” I draw my knees up to my chest ready to kick the shit out of him too, only he grabs me by the ankles and the bastard has one hell of a grip on me.

“Here, kitty, kitty,” he calls, wrapping a rope around my ankles.

“The fuck are you doing?”

He stays quiet, sticking to his task, ignoring me completely as I squirm, trying to get free. With my feet bound together he grins. “Now, if you be a good little pussy cat, maybe I’ll take care of your needs too. Being I got mine it’s only fair.”

“Don’t you dare touch me.”

“Now, now, Trinity. That’s no way to talk to a friend.”

“Come any closer and I’ll bite.”

“No you won’t. But you?

??re damn cute when you’re pissed off.” His rough fingers rub along my stomach and up and down my sides. Goosebumps pebble over my skin and my nipples go embarrassingly hard for this bastard as he unzips my jeans staring at me with his dark eyes. Those rough hands move to my hips and tug my jeans halfway down my thighs. Grinning he stares at my cunt. I don’t ever wear panties. “Fuckin’ knew you were turned on.” He rubs one finger through my slick heat as slow as he can to torture me. He brings that finger to his nose and inhales. “You smell like I shoulda fucked you instead. You smell like mine.”

“The fuck are you talk about yours? Like you, asshole, I get turned on by sex and violence. Nothing more.”

“You’re attracted to me. Admit it.” His finger comes back to my clit and rubs in a circular motion.

I stay quiet and he stops touching me.

Bastard.

“Suit yourself.” He shrugs and licks his finger.

I scowl and bite my bottom lip. My clit pulses with need. “Fine. You’re cute. Happy?”

“I woulda kept going even if you hadn’t confessed how you feel about me. But now I think I should punish you for being a fuckin’ brat about it.” Killer gazes at me and gives me two fingers. “Fuck you’re good and tight.” He groans and thrusts his thick digits in and out until I’m arching my hips, riding his hand while panting like a little bitch. The minute I tighten around him on the verge of release he pulls his fingers out and shoves them in his mouth.

“What the serious fuck?” He better be glad I can’t get my hands around his neck.

“I’ll let you come…on my cock.”

“God, I think I hate you.”

He laughs. “Name the time, baby, and I’ll fuck that hate right outta you.” He unties my ankles, shoves off the bed, and leaves.

Chapter 9

Killer

Fuck me her pussy was amazing. If I hadn’t already fucked that Crimson bitch’s cunt I would’ve fuckin’ buried myself between Trinity’s thighs. She’s a hard ass and likes to play it like she doesn’t want me, but I saw the way she was looking at my dick and licking her goddamned lips. If I wasn’t afraid of them teeth, I woulda shoved my cock down her throat.

I make my way to the kitchen to grab us some food and drinks. I’m gonna have to uncuff her soon so she can go to the bathroom. Though I should catheter the bitch until she learns to play by my rules and do what the fuck I say.

I slap together a few sandwiches and grab a bag of chips and a couple beers. When I get back to the room Trinity is pouting like a big baby. “I come offering food.”

“Oh, fuck your face.”