Page 16 of Wicked Winter Night
“What kind of information?”
“Let’s ask Liam, shall we?” He grins, pushing off the counter and striding up to Liam. He grabs onto one corner of the tape and rips, pulling a rag out of his mouth after. Liam inhales likehe’s not taken a breath in days, coughing and trying to gather any bit of moisture into his mouth he can.
“FUCK YOU,” he screams at Luke. Liam looks at me. “Ella, baby, please untie me. This is nuts. This guy is a fucking psychopath. Untie me, and we’ll go. I won’t say anything about what happened here, and I promise to never touch you aga?—”
A resounding crack resonates in the room, and Liam’s head snaps to the right.
“What the fuck was that for?” I shout, glaring at Luke.
“What does he mean by ‘touch’ you?” Fire blazes in Luke’s eyes, and I’m not quite sure he’s all here right now. His hands are clenched at his sides, and the muscle in his jaw contracts as though he’s biting down hard. I’m almost scared to answer.
“B-before you came in and found him banging on the door, he…” I try, but notice Liam shaking his head no. Luke grabs me by the sides of my face, pulling me into him so we’re eye to eye, his hot breath dancing across my lips.
“Tell me,” he grinds out.
Without hesitation, I whisper, “He tried to rape me.”
Luke’s gaze seems to soften, his eyes not leaving mine, before he drops his hand and turns his attention to Liam. It’s like Luke’s form physically gets bigger in this space, and the murderous glare he directs to Liam is enough to chill my bones. It’s also kind of hot. I squeeze my legs together, the traitorous bitch between my legs beginning to ache at the reminder of his dominance.
Without words, Luke strides over to Liam.
“N-no, no, man. Look, I said I was sorry. I said I’d never touch her again,” Liam says frantically, and without words, Luke pulls one of the ornaments clean out of his nipple. Liam screams, and the sound vibrates off the walls. There’s nothing but a bloody mess left in the spot where his nipple used to be, blood pouring down his chest.
I am stunned silent, my attention darting back and forth between Liam and Luke. Luke still holds a murderous gaze at Liam, his chest rising and falling in anger. My pussy throbs again, and I silently curse at the bitch. This iswrong. I’m not supposed to find this attractive. But this man did that forme. A deep voice brings me out of my daze.
“Tell her, Liam. Tell her what you've done. Tell her about your time in high school,” Luke demands.
“I didn’t do anything!” he screams, spit flying from his mouth.Crack. Luke delivers another blow to Liam’s face.
“This will go a lot easier for you if you just tell the truth,” Luke grits out.
Liam stays quiet, refusing to answer until Luke goes to grab the one remaining ornament hanging from his nipple.
“No, no, no, wait! Okay! I raped a couple of girls and got away with it!” he screams, crying like a little bitch.
My head whips in his direction, my stomach coiling in disgust. “You WHAT?” I yell, my own fists beginning to clench.
“I was at a party, some bitches got drunk, and I fucked them. No big deal.”
“Ah, ah, ah, Liam. You’re missing some details. Tell her,” he demands, his eyes darkening even further.
Liam glares daggers before he looks down at the floor. “I drugged them. But they fucking deserved it. They were all over me all night, so I just gave them what they’d been asking fo?—”
Suddenly, I’m holding the second red ornament in my hands, having ripped it clean off his body, silencing Liam’s words, which quickly turn into more screams. Blood rushes from the spot, creating an equal trail down the side of his stomach.
“You sick sonofabitch! I can’t believe I ever loved you! I can’t believe I let you inside of me!” I scream, feeling the full weight of the mental spiral I’ve been suppressing barreling forward. The thought makes me feel dirty. Gross. Like I’ve been tainted withevery touch I allowed him to make. Tears begin to well in my eyes, a few beginning their descent down my cheeks, but Luke walks over to me and grabs me by the throat, pulling me in close. Then, he licks the tears that have fallen away, his tongue running up the side of my cheek.
“He does not deserve your tears, little dove. You will not break for him.” Then, his lips are on mine, the salty tang from my tears flooding my mouth. It’s a deep, passionate kiss, and I melt in his embrace.
“You’re such a fucking whore, taking whatever cock gives you attention. You’re pathetic,” Liam spits. Luke goes to move again, but I grab his arm, smirking. Instead of responding how I know he expects me to, a devilish idea pops into my mind.
Oh, this is gonna be fun.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ella gets to her knees before me, and the sight is absolutely breathtaking. She looks up at me, her blue eyes swimming with mischief, and I grin, nodding my approval. She moves to unbutton my pants, lowering the zipper, and pulling my rock-hard cock free from its confines. Watching her yank the ornament from Liam’s nipple immediately made me hard. I hadn’t expected that, but fuck was it hot to watch.
She flattens her tongue and drags it from the base all the way to the tip before swirling it around the head. My head falls back, eyes closing as I let out a long, “Fuuuuccccckkkkk.” I look down at her at the same time she takes all of me, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat. I wrap her blonde strands around my fist and guide her up and down, fucking the back of her throat ruthlessly. Drool leaks down the sides of her mouth, and she hollows her cheeks with every suck. I pull back, her mouth coming off the end of my dick with a pop. I lean down and kiss her, because fuck, I’m so enthralled with this woman. My heart constricts again at that thought.