Tales of Darkness & Sin - Pepper Winters Page 0,103

and maybe…

…maybe I could stay in Florida for a bit? Was anyone really missing me in New York? Cara perhaps, but she’d understand if I stayed here to find happiness. My mother wouldn’t approve but she was caught in the past, in her sad memories, and barely paid attention to me most of the time.

Florida meant freedom. The chance to explore who I was without the restrictions of tradition. I could date, could be with someone…

Maybe I was foolish for thinking that someone could be Killer.

The lock turned. My eyes flew open as Killer unlocked my door with his spare key and stepped in, looking like a demon straight out of the deepest pit of hell. His hands, his arms, his upper body were covered in blood, proof of a life taken. I stood slowly, my heartbeat speeding up. Then I registered Killer’s face, the lingering brutality and bloodlust…

And worse than that, the dark, relentless hunger in his eyes.

Killer

The moment I had her against the wall, Talia went limp in my arms. She didn’t struggle, but her eyes shone with uncertainty and… strange interest. Curiosity. Need. Hunger.

Anticipation poured out of her and I could taste her lust on my tongue.

“Are you scared?” My words spilled out like a growl. I was covered in Pasquale’s blood and the pungent smell of death still lingered on me. Adrenaline coursed through my body, making it harder for me to think. My dick was hard as granite and I wanted to push her legs open and slam right into her cunt, take what was mine, claim what belonged to me.

“Yes,” she breathed.

I pushed my face into her neck, inhaling her scent. Sweet. So fucking sweet. My nose trailed up, along the column of her throat. My teeth grazed the skin right below her ear and she trembled in my arms.

“Do you want to run away?”

I was giving her a way out… or maybe I wanted her to think she could escape.

Her hands came up and she grasped my forearms. She clung to me. Oh, little Talia kept surprising me on every turn.

“Will you hurt me?” she asked quietly.

“Maybe,” I confessed, my voice taking a deeper undertone. “It depends on your definition of hurt.” Lust fired up through my veins and all I wanted to do was throw her on the ground and fuck her like the savage I was.

I grasped her hand and brought it to my lips. Talia stared at me, our gazes locked in that single moment. I gave her index finger a sharp nip and her eyes flared. “Pain and pleasure are the same to me. I indulge in both.”

Talia shook her head, looking a little scared…a little…eager. “Pain is not pleasure.”

Another nip and she flinched. “So innocent. So naïve.”

So fucking restraint, I wanted to push all her buttons. I wanted to strip her bare, discover all her hidden desires, force them out of her and show her what it truly felt like to be mounted and claimed by a man like me.

“Will you be collecting the rest of your payment now?” she whispered, her voice shaking.

I didn’t answer. My hands landed on her waist and pulled her hard into my body, my fingers digging into her hips. I waited for a reaction.

Talia didn’t push me away. Instead, in a small gesture of submission, she tilted her head to the side. The slightest and smallest movement, something I’d miss if I wasn’t so in tune with her body and her reaction. Talia gave me full access to her lips, a silent permission.

To take, to devour, to hurt, to ruin.

I made my kill.

And now I needed to fuck the aggression… this need…out of my system.

Carnal lust licked through my veins, like gasoline added to an already out of control fire. With a low snarl, my lips crashed against hers.

I kissed Talia.

I devoured her lips.

I breathed her. Inhaled her. Fucking kissed her like I needed to.

She gasped; her knees weakened and her legs gave out.

Her hands came up to my shoulders and she clung to me, almost in a desperate attempt… to push me away… to pull me closer. Fuck! FUCK!

I growled into the kiss, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She cried out softly but kissed me back. Her tongue tasted mine, a little tentative… inexperienced, but she didn’t pull away.

Lips. Tongue. Teeth.

Blood roared between my ears and I lost sense of everything. Talia owed me. This was her payment to me. And I was going to take… until she had nothing