Chapter Twenty Four

If you had told me when I took the life of my first victim, that I would be here where I was, about to fuck four guys, a woman, and kill a guy—again. I"d have laughed in your face.

I had everyone in a frenzy. I started slowly reaching down around my ankles, showing them just how flexible I was. I swayed my hips and then unhooked the straps of my heels before tugging down all the little strands that coiled around my leg. Thank you, Ivy, for letting me have your stilettos.

"Holy fucking shit. Who is this girl?" Justin whimpered.

"Mhmm. I know." Drip replied.

I smiled from my efforts. They were getting hot and flustered. I leant on the bonnet of my car and peered over my shoulder again. Waiting. Who will be first?

"Mitch? You're up, pretty boy. Bon Appetit," Drip commanded. Mitch placed himself behind me, already eager to take me. He planted the flat of his hand over my ass and slid under the straps of my G-string, pulling it down and letting them fall around my ankles.

In one swift movement, his jeans were down and he placed himself into me. I winced as his thickness filled me, taking my breath away. No matter how many times Mitch and I had sex, I always struggled to accommodate him. He was just one that I could never truly adjust to. He bent his arm around my hip and reached to find my clit.

"You feel so good tonight," Mitch moaned in my ear as he rubbed my throbbing little knot, pushing me very close to a climax.

"Oh God."I tightened around him as the pleasure intensified. His fingers circled a little faster, then slower, and then faster. He had gotten awfully good at doing that. Goosebumps rose over my skin and I suddenly became aware of the sensation of liquid dripping onto the low of my back. I shuddered. Ivy had moved beside us and was trickling water over me.

"You ahh, looked a little warm there. Does this help?" she flirted. Having her next to me made my stomach swirl. This really is my favourite thing—fucking in front of people.

"Yes. But now you"re making me hotter. So I guess that means you"re next then," I teased. She smiled nervously and then nodded. Mitch licked up the water as he pleased my clit and pushed me over the edge. I clenched tightly and unfolded into my climax, unaware that I was crying out for Drip.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," Mitch groaned, grabbing my hips to pull me into himharder, riding through my pulses and then filling me with his hot thread.He panted and tucked himself away, then stroked my ass softly. "You okay?" he whispered softly so that only I could hear.

I nodded mindlessly, and he took the bottle of water from Ivy and dropped to his knee. He took a mouthful of water and inspected my pussy with his fingers, gently caressing the area, which felt…soothing? I let out a breathy moan as he slid his tongue into the hole that he just claimed, and filled, pushing a mouthful of water into me before sucking it back out—and swallowing. He is too good to me.

Every emotion that raced through my veins was heightened. But the one that was impossible to ignore, was the itch. To scratch to taste just a touch of the other guy"s blood.

To feel a kill again.

"Atta boy." Drip praised as Mitch wiped his mouth with the side of his arm and walked back to them.

"Take your cock out. I want to see how long you last," Drip spoke from the side of his mouth, directing the comment to Justin.

"Really?" Justin stuttered under his breath but Drip didn't answer.

I turned to face them and pulled myself backwards up onto the bonnet like I had done earlier and spread my legs. I flicked my long, sweaty hair off of my shoulders and it floated over my back. I playfully swayed my legs open and closed again—teasing, panting and hungry. Seduction and mayhem was written all over my face. Fuck. I am incredibly horny.

I looked at Justin, seeing that he was covering his dick with one hand, the other behind his back, where Roe still held him tightly. Roe's facial expression hadn't changed a great deal, but his eyes were darker and filled with hatefuck—that look only I knew and loved. God, he hates me so much. And at that moment, that only excited me.I knew he was just dying to put me in the ground for what I did to him, but fucking me unconscious was the only way he could get as close to my death as possible.

"Take your hand off," Drip demanded. Justin did, revealing for certain that he did in fact have an erection. A pathetic erection. I think my pinky finger is bigger than that fucking thing.

I directed a wink at Drip and his jaw bulged with tension. I could tell he was on the edge of snapping. Impatiently waiting for his turn. I craned my neck, finding my petite little blonde toy and gesturing my head for her to come closer.

"Come on," I called.

She stood between my ankles, her eyes politely trying to stay on mine but involuntary dropping between my thighs. Her panting grew faster as she narrowed her gaze on my pussy, and then a frown surfaced on her face.

"I didn't realise you had a tattoo there," she squeaked. Her voice edged with nerves and excitement. The closest she had gotten to me was the night we first met.

"Why don't you touch it?" My flirt coaxed her to my body, luring her to touch me. I hadn't been with a woman since I was…maybe nineteen. My feelings towards her were very different to the last. I mean, I had mentally threatened that if she laid a hand on my brother I would chop her clit off. But that thought is neither here nor there. She planted her finger on my skin and traced over the letters down my pubic area. I moaned from her soft touch, making my heart race. I had forgotten how good a female"s touch was.

I glanced over at Drip, who was smiling proudly, and then I thoughtlessly lost myself in the memory of waking up to a new tattoo—and a really soaked pussy. He had filmed the whole thing for me—one of my favourites to playback. I was unconscious and had no recollection of the whole tattoo, so watching it made me feel as though I had been mentally there. He had dragged out each stroke of the letters between pushing his cock into me and pulling out again. Pushing in, fanning another stoke to the letter and pulling out. Pushing in, another letter, pulling out again.Drip more than fulfilled my fantasy of somnophilia, it was diabolically the best fucking experience that I"d asked him to do. The things this man will do for me.

"Did this hurt?" Ivy asked, her finger right on the top of my clit, pulling me back to reality. My piercing.

"You talk too much. Now…fuck me," I ordered, almost a warning. She followed my direction quickly, adjusting herself so that she could insert her fingers into me. Despite Mitch's best efforts to clean me of his cum with water, my body had made another round of secretion and was yet again wetter than the ocean—no H2O to pussy juice malfunction. I could hear the soft little whimpers of the others bouncing through the air as they watched her push past the swelling of my pussy. They sounded closer, but I ignored them—losing myself in pleasure. She knew exactly what she was doing.

I rolled my hips to meet both of her fingers as they curled firmly against the roof of my pussy, allowing her to put more pressure against the tender area under my pubic bone.I shuddered.

"More. Yes!" I shrieked a moan as she gestured the come here motion inside me, tampering with the knot that was my g-spot. I heard another desperate groan from beside me and followed where the sound was coming from, seeing that Roe had shoved Justin right beside me.

Pre-cum.

Dripping in waves over my bonnet from Justin's cock. "I knew it," I chortled the words before inhaling a rough breath. The thought of his blood all over me and my car only enticed me to get him to reach his climax sooner, and I was nearing mine again.

Fuck, I love this.

I need this.

Always.

My nipples pinched hard with arousal until they were sore, and my skin burned like it was about to ignite into flames, my chest dried and refusing air. With every orgasm Ivy gave me with Justin beside me watching and pulsating, I grew darker and darker. Building the need for his blood. I held onto my every need and whim to push through until I didn't think I could last any more.

I still had Roe to go before Justin touched me.

"Roe? I need you, please."