7. Buttered Corn

Chapter 7

Buttered Corn

Lilyanna

A liar, that's what I am. This overwhelming feeling that I betrayed my husband's trust by not telling him the whole truth, and using my body as a sexual weapon to change the subject, is what I was created for. I fucking hate what I just did.

Do I love the man I'm walking hand in hand with? Yes, more than my own life is worth. Our obsession for one another has never been dulled. It only has intensified over the years, but there's been times where I played the game, and every time I've won, I was always left feeling so fucking guilty.

Without Liam, I'll die. He's the air in my lungs. It's just that simple. But when you've been in a cage for so many years, was taught and groomed to use your body as a weapon, sometimes it never leaves. Even if I've escaped their clutches, my brain never forgets what I learned. My subconscious needs to seriously fuck off before I carve her ass out of me.

Alistair won't stop if I disobey, but the curious side of me wants to know how he knew I'd be here? Has he known all along, or is he the one who helped orchestrate this shit? Fuck.

Liam pulls me to a stop, taking me out of my fucked up thoughts and pushes me against a scarecrow post. He looks down at me with lust still in his eyes as he licks his lips.

"Is my cum dripping down your thighs, Tigerlily?" he rasps, his voice sounding all husky, making my pussy purr.

"Mmm yes and she wants more." I say, pulling him down by his beard to me and lifting our masks so I can taste his lips.

"We still have a few more kills baby. Then I'm taking that ass home and you aren't going to be walking straight for a week." He threatens, pressing his hard on against my pelvis.

"Even after all these years, you still fucking get so hard for me. That makes my heart melt, Romeo." I confess, placing a small kiss on his mouth. He grips my hips tightly, deepening the kiss. I moan as our tongues swirl while he grabs a handful of my ass, pressing his fingertips harshly into my flesh.

"I always want you, day and night. Nothing will ever change that." He whispers as an obnoxious whistle goes off behind us.

"Get a room." Some prick says.

"Lift her dress up higher, let's see that ass." Another dickhead spews while laughing.

"I'd fuck that tight ass better than that guy. She needs a real man between her legs." The third idiot states. Liam growls against my lips, but I hush him with another kiss. Pulling away, I look up at him and wink.

"You trust me, Romeo?" I say and he nods.

"With my life, Tigerlily." He whispers as he steps to the side, and I lean against the post, grabbing an ear of corn and pulling it from the stalk.

Looking at the three assholes, I start to shuck the corn, never taking my eyes off of them.

"So boys, you think you can please me better than the big man behind me?" I say seductively as Liam takes off my mask.

"Damn, she's hot." Asshat one says, grabbing his dick.

"Awee, thank you." I smile, running the piece of corn up my leg.

"Fuck, is this really real?" The second schmuck says, looking around, making sure we are all alone.

"You boys can't touch, but I'm horny and my pussy is begging for something big deep inside me." I moan, inching the corn between my legs, pressing the ear against my clit as Liam lifts my dress a little, giving the onlookers a little taste.

"Shhhittttt, I want to see that shit disappear." The third guy groans, unzipping his pants and taking his cock out.

"Do you think it will fit? He's kind of big for a little woman like me. But I need to be filled. So fucking bad." I whimper, sliding the ear slowly into my core.

"Damn Tigerlily, you're so fucking sexy like this," Liam moans, licking the shell of my ear. He lifts one of my legs as I thrust the corn in and out of my soaked pussy, fast and hard.

"Fuck, Mr. Corn feels so fucking big in my tight cunt." I moan, shivering at how full I feel as My Romeo growls in my ear, sliding his thumb down my ass crack and breaching my tight hole.

"Mmm, do you boys like that? Watching me fuck myself," I ask as I continue to thrust the corn in and out.

"Yes, God yes." They respond in unison as they jerk their little cocks.

"Do you boys want me to cum?" I ask, and they groan, but Liam is the one to answer.

"If you don't cum now, I'm stopping this game and killing them for watching what is mine." He growls, shoving his thumb deeper into my ass.

"Yes, yes, fuck. I'm cumming!" I scream, tightening around the corn, creaming all over it as the three dickfaces cum on the dirt. Liam places my leg down, smoothing out my dress as he lifts the buttered corn to his mouth, taking a big bite.

"Mmm, your corn taste fucking amazing baby," he groans, swallowing. I look over at the guys who are putting their dicks away.

"You boys want a taste of my buttered corn?" I ask, fluttering my lashes at them. They all nod coming towards me.

"One at a time, please. I want to watch each of you savor my butter." I command as the first twatwaffle comes to me, and I grab him by the shirt, pulling him to me.

Reaching down into my holster, I grip my knife and offer him my corn. He bends a little to take a bite and I nick the artery in his neck in one swift movement. It was so fast no one really noticed until he stumbles into me.

Liam springs into action, snapping one of the guys' neck as the other stands there in shock. I, on the other hand, lay this idiot down as he chokes on his own blood, holding his neck.

I straddle his hips, holding his head down as I sink my nails around his eyeballs, scooping the left one out first. Digging my fingers deeper around all the slimy fluid and tendons of the right one, I feel for the optic nerve and pull the eyeball free as he tries to scream, but can't. He's lost so much blood that he's seconds away from dying.

I stare at the bright blue eyes in the moonlight and suck the nerves clean before biting through the tough flesh and removing it from the ball, spitting it onto the dirt. I suck the balls clean, groaning at the taste as I take a walk to where the duffel bag is stashed so I can put them away with the rest of my collection.

Walking back to the eyeless guy, an idea pops into my head, but I need My Romeo to be on board with it. I'm not sure how he's going to feel after this little spectacle, but hopefully he will let me.

As I wait for his return, I know my time is running out. I think the only way to keep the both of us alive, is to tell him the truth, no matter the outcome. It's the only way to set us free, or maybe just him.

Liam

Glancing over my shoulder, I see Lily straddling the prick whose throat she just cut. My blood boils watching her lean down until her tits, my fucking tits, are squished against his chest. I twist the twat's neck and he hits the ground a second later.

Shifting my focus to the third asshole, his eyes widen in fear as Lily's slurping noises fill the air. He watches her silently as she chews through tissue until the eyeball pops free.

His face changes color in front of me, going from a pale tone, to almost baby shit green. Huh. Never saw someone ACTUALLY turn green before.

"What's your name?" I ask, calmly. He blinks a few times before his eyes drift to me.

"M-M-Mike," he stammers, "Michael."

"You don't have a sensitive stomach, do you M-M-Mike, Michael?" I taunt him, closing the distance between us.

"What?" He cocks his head in confusion.

"I don't like repeating myself, Mike."

"N-no," he shakes his head as tears begin filling his eyes, "I don't have a sensitive stomach."

"I think you're full of shit." I reach out, grabbing his arm and twisting it around his back. He squirms in my grasp and I tighten my grip, shoving his arm further into his back. He tries to push me away using his free hand, but I kick the back of his legs, dropping him to his knees next to Lily. "Having fun are we?" I ask, and she nods.

"Lily, what's wrong? I need you to get out of your pretty head." I command as she looks at me with lust in her eyes.

"Trust me, Romeo?" She winks, climbing off the dead guy to flick the button of my jeans open. She pulls my pants and boxers down below my ass, grabbing my dick when it pops free.

"Lily," I growl, but she ignores me as Mike turns his head away and Lily wraps her gorgeous pink lips around my cock.

Leaning to the side, I grab his hair, pulling his head against my groin. He struggles to get away, but freezes when Lily presses a knife against his throat, causing a tiny drop of blood to fall. He keeps his cheek firmly against my skin, so every time my dick hits the back of her throat, he has to look straight into her eyes. "Fuck, baby." My head falls back on a moan.

Her mouth slides off of me with a wet pop. "On your knees, please, Romeo." She shoves Mike backwards, his ass hitting the ground with a thud. "On your stomach, Mikey." He sobs while he rolls over, turning his face to the side so it's not in the mud. I arch a brow at her when she drags the dead body so his face is a few inches in front of Mike. She waves me closer to her, pointing to where she wants me to kneel.

Once I'm in position, she straddles the back of Mike's head, forcing his mouth and nose into the mud puddle. Her lips wrap around my cock once again, and she pulls on Mike's hair, grinding her pussy against him.

He thrashes beneath her as she strokes my cock, sucking on just the tip. "I'm so fucking close," she pants, squeezing her thighs tighter around his head. He's thrashing wildly, but I know better than anyone what those delicious thighs are capable of. He doesn't stand a chance at throwing her off. Her hips stutter and she moans around my cock, mixing with the sounds of Mike gurgling in the mud.

A few seconds later, he falls still beneath her as she works my cock faster, the familiar tingle working up my spine. "Cum for me, Romeo." She orders, aiming my dick toward the dead guy and rolls my balls in her hand. A few strokes later, my cum is sloshing around a dead man's eye socket.

"Holy shit, Tigerlily." I groan, tucking my dick away before helping her to her feet. She smirks down at Mike's body, then winks at me. "Don't you fucking dare," I growl.

"What?" She sways her hips innocently, her arms folded behind her back.

"Don't do some nasty shit right now." I warn, bending down I grab the eyeless pricks leg, attempting to drag him away, but Lily places her black converse on my hand, stopping me.

She drops to her knees, her eyes locked on mine as she licks the first drops of my cum from the socket. I fight the gag that wants to break free, but damn if my cock isn't twitching right now. Her eyes shine as she slurps up all of my seed mixed with this guy's blood.

The tinged red milky mixture begins to drip down the left side of her mouth.

When she sits back on her heels, blinking up at me, I swipe my thumb through the mess, pushing it back into her mouth. She wraps her lips around my thumb, sucking it clean.

Quickly placing a kiss on her cheek, I nuzzle her neck before whispering in her ear, "By the end of the night, Tigerlily, your dream will become reality."

Her head cocks to the side and she arches a brow at me.

"Soon enough, cailín álainn."

Grabbing her hand, I lead her toward the House of Mirrors. "We've got a game to finish first."