Page 12 of His Trick

The pain in her eyes made me throb. The physical need to jerk my dick was overwhelming. God, I loved this pain. It was almost as good as causing physical pain, the mental desperation intoxicating.

“Please…I…Please.”

I cracked my neck. Walking closer to her, I let the camera get right in her face as all her hope bled into the water below.

“Mmm. Yes. This was love, wasn’t it? Such a sad little story. But I’ll tell you what. You can choose your own ending.”

The female sniffled, looking over to the dripping knife in my hand. Her friend was silent now. Her chest still, and her eyes open, staring up at the light above, losing her own shine.

“I loved you, Rai. I fucking loved you. You stupid bitch, you made me come here. Said it would be so amazing, and now you’re fucking dead. I loved you. I loved you…”

She leaned down, kissing her friend’s lips and bashing the ever-loving fuck out of her chest before finally she stuck out her hand. That delicious defeat swam in the deep pools of her tear-filled, swollen eyes. The lost lover’s head lowered beneath the water.

“Give it to me,” she said barely above a whisper. So quiet I had to strain to hear her.

Was she intending to…

I shut off the phone, ending the video, and slipping it into my pocket before padding over to where she kneeled with her arm still outstretched. Her eyes didn’t leave the submerged face of her companion.

“How Romeo and Juliet of you,” I teased, placing the knife in her palm before jerking her forward with my other hand.

“If you even think of trying to use this on me, I promise you will beg for death for years before you rot into oblivion.”

She swallowed, finally meeting the slits of my eyes in the mask. This close, she could likely see the golden hue of my iris. It was the last color she would ever see.

“Okay, I just…I want it to be over. I want to be with Rai. Can you at least give me that, asshole?”

I smiled, releasing the blade into her hand.

True to her word, she didn’t attack me. She took my knife and sliced it into her skin. Mimicking the demise of her friend. Her body convulsed, her garbled words, and regret flashed over her face as she struggled in the water.

Smiling wider, I pulled my cock free of my pants, stroking my thickness, reveling in the anguish below me. The fear, the desperation, and the pain…it was so fucking delicious.

“Oh fuck,” I barked. The girl’s movements slowed as my pace increased. “Mmm. Yes, close those eyes, Baby. Let me see the light leave you.”

This was what I needed.

This was the release I craved so fucking much.

I was going to explode.

My orgasm was rising so fast that it made me dizzy. I was shaking, my gasps of pleasure so intense I was falling to my knees in front of the dying whore.

“Oh my fucking god. Yes. Please. I need to fucking come. I can feel it. I can feel myself getting closer. Close your fucking eyes, you whore. Let me soak in your blood. Fucking die for me.”

Kiki whimpered as my come shot onto her face, unable to move, unable to breathe, just floating in the water like a forgotten memory.

Like her.

The gravel cracked under my tires as I pulled into the Hardings’ drive. The fucking fence was so high it reeked of the money spent on it. Xanthy’s family was the elite rich assholes of Normal, Alabama.

They owned the biggest plantation I’d ever seen, especially coming from the rest of the town, which looked like areas of land full of tumbleweeds by comparison. I had not been here before, though she’d begged me for months. I stayed at the university in Kentucky, and my clinical studies were more important. It was the one thing I had to do to keep my mind from…wandering.

Fuck me. It’s so much later than I promised her. She will have my balls for this.

There was no hiding from the masses. Thousands of fucking cars were parked along the outskirts of the plains, right up to the mansion. It was getting hard to drive without running over all the idiots covered in fake blood and lame costumes. I wanted to kill my girlfriend for signing me up for this shit.

Am I seriously supposed to chase people in a maze and pretend to kill them?