《INSATIABLE [DARK ROMANCE] COMPLETE》[🔪🍑]Blood/Lust-[TW🍇]
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Chapter Twenty Nine
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The alarm clock on the bedside table was quietly flashing 12:59 before it finally changed to 1:00.
1 a.m.
It was 1 a.m before I realised she wasn't going to be coming back to her bedroom tonight.
The house was quiet and I was fighting the urge to go drag her out from wherever the fuck she'd decided to sleep instead but something told me that was a wrong move.
Fine.
Since she wanted to piss me off so badly.
I was pacing back and forth, crowbar tight in my grasp as I tried to decide what the best course of action would be.
Wait on her like a fucking idiot or end the lives of everyone she's ever cared about so the only person she had left to console her was me? Too cliche?
A chuckle escaped my lips as I grabbed my mask off the bed and slipped it over my face.
I was hoping to quench my lust with her tonight but I guess another form of lust for me could use some serious quenching as well.
When did I go soft?
How long has it been since I'd felt warm blood under my fingers and listened to the screams of a desperate victim as they begged for their pathetic life?
Too long.
That third option was always readily available but I was so caught up in that curly-haired bitch I lost track of what really made my life fun.
Not that the last few days haven't been fun. In fact, it was probably the most fun I'd had in a while.
My pants were suddenly unbearably tight when I remembered the way she'd looked earlier today, covered in blood and shaking like a leaf with her big brown eyes gazing up at mine like I was some kind of savior.
Fuck, why didn't she come back? Did I go too far by choking her out again? I didn't mean to but she just brought out the worst in me sometimes by being so damn stubborn.
I finally made up my mind and I cast a last glance around the dark room before I slipped out the window, dropping down to the ground effortlessly and stealing across the street. Heading down the road through the back bushes of quiet suburban homes I eventually ended up in the part of town where there were a cluster of bars and clubs.
This place wasn't the greatest for nightlife but there were sure to be some stray sluts out for the night seeking some kind of fulfillment in their dull lives.
From where I sat perched on the rooftop of an abandoned brewery, the faint sound of music was pumping from the building across the street, neon sign flashing some kind of drunk mermaid as people queued up to enter the rancid rooms full of drugged up gyrating bodies.
Maybe if I'd never been so fucked up in the head I'd be caught up in this life too. I'd be one of those pretentious losers in the crowd trying to score one of those girls seeking validation with their silicone tits falling out of their tops.
I let out a sound of amusement.
That'd have been a pathetic existence.
I watched a group of about five or so friends giggle their way into the club ahead of the line, tripping over each other, and then another sound caught my ear. I turned my head in the direction of the sound, looking over the edge of the building into the dark alleyway to see a drunken couple pressed up against each other, hands exploring each other's bodies as they moaned in unison.
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Jackpot.
I slapped the mask back over my face and made my way down casually strolling towards them.
My footsteps on the damp asphalt must've alerted them because the guy, though drunk, turned in my direction.
"Aye, buddy go 'way!" he slurred, shielding the girl's body with his as she was trying to cover up her chest since her top had been pulled down to expose her large breasts.
"And miss all the entertainment?" I cocked my head to the side, dragging the crowbar on the ground, the sound grabbing the guy's attention immediately.
"What are you some kind of pervert?" the girl screeched from behind him but he seemed to be aware of what was to happen next because he made a move to run but it was already too late.
Swinging the crowbar at his head, there was a resounding crack that sent blood spraying over myself and the girl, droplets falling onto the tops of her breasts that she was trying to hide by wrapping her arms around herself.
The crowbar had lodged itself into the guy's eye socket, his eyeball bulging out and blood dribbling down his face as his body spasmed, dropping to the ground. The sound of the iron grinding against bone was loud as I wrenched the crowbar out of the guy's face and I grinned under my mask at the sight of the girl. She seemed to be in shock. Her breathing was shallow and her eyes wide as I stood there looking at her with my head cocked to the side blood dripping from my weapon.
I saw tears roll down her cheeks and her hands fell to her sides as she gasped in a breath, backing up against the slimy wall, "p-please don't kill me-"
I almost let out a guttural sound in my excitement. Oh, I've missed this!
As I advanced she turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut and jumping when the bloody end of the crowbar was made to rest between her breasts, trailing the blood of her hook-up over her smooth skin.
"Keep begging~" I urged, using the crowbar to lift her chin so she was looking at me.
More tears flooded her cheeks and she sobbed openly now, "p-please! Please don't kill me!"
"Mm," I used a gloved hand to caress her cheeks as she blubbered before my hand guided her down, pushing her to her knees.
"Please... please I'm begging you!" the desperation in her voice was enough to make my body alight with pleasurable sensations. She was so good at doing what she was told. A top-tier slut this one was.
"Open your mouth."
Her eyes widened at my statement and she started sobbing all over again, "y-you're sick!"
"Mm, I know~" I groaned in earnest, grabbing her by the back of her hair and pulling her head back so she was forced to look up at me.
Did she think I didn't know I was a sick fuck?
"Now open up."
Slowly she opened her mouth, her body shaking all while tears fell onto her breasts and I couldn't help but grin as I raised the crowbar to her lips silently.
She didn't have to be told what to do and I almost outright moaned when she licked at the blood dripping off the cold metal.
"There's nothing you wouldn't do to preserve your life, is there?"
She didn't answer but I could see the way her body was jerking slightly, she was sick to her stomach by what she was doing but she carried on. What a trooper.
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Saliva mixed with blood and I watched her try to hold back the sick feeling until she was squeezing her eyes shut and that's when I did it. There was a slick wetness to the garbled choking sound she made when I forcefully shoved the crowbar down her throat that I'm sure was once good for fucks.
Blood spewed out of her mouth and as she let out more garbled sounds, grasping at the crowbar now lodged in her esophagus I watched her in amusement.
"Let me help you with that," I grabbed the chisel end again and pulled, the prongs at the clawed end of the crowbar all but ripped her throat apart and she fell facefirst to the ground, body jerking as she sputtered out her last breaths.
I let out a satisfied breath and flashed the excess blood off my weapon before turning and heading back out.
Where should my next stop be?
I casually whistled a tune as I walked, all while the thoughts of a certain someone were starting to creep back into my mind.
I huffed and continued heading to my destination. There was a park not too far from here that I'm sure would have a few stray bodies out trying to get some exercise or something.
It wasn't until around 4 a.m when I felt satiated enough and I finally arrived back at Kit's house, covered in blood and feeling better than I have in days.
Fucking was great but nothing could really compare to the thrill of seeing fresh blood pumping out of someone's guts as they take their last breath. Despite that though the adrenaline rush had caused so much pent-up sexual tension that my cock was literally straining against my pants.
I used the back of my hand to swipe the blood from my forehead and shoved my dew-wet hair from my face before climbing up the wall. As I got to the window I realized it was locked and I let out a grunt of frustration, using my crowbar to pry the hinges apart so I could get it open before entering her bedroom with a scowl.
She must've come back to her room sometime after I left because there she was in bed, sleeping soundly. Her lashes fanned her cheeks and she looked so angelic laying there with her curly hair half-covering her face that I had to squeeze my cock through my pants to try and release some of the tension.
I rested my crowbar against the wall and walked over to the bed, watching her sleep, little puffs of air leaving her slightly parted lips.
I grabbed the covers, the blood on my hands staining them red as I slid them off her body to see that she was wearing an oversized gray T-shirt and under it, she was wearing some kind of fluffy colorful pajama shorts that hugged her round perky ass perfectly.
I couldn't help but stroke my cock through my pants, my eyes roaming over her sleeping body.
Fuck, I can't help myself.
I got onto the bed, hovering over her as I freed my growing erection, watching it throb in my hand, veins bulging and the tip leaking precum onto her smooth thighs. I carefully slid a hand under her stomach to not wake her, my chest heaving and cock twitching, ready to go.
She was furrowing her brows as she slept, tiny hands clenched into fists.
Are you going to fight me off? I won't let you.
Slowly I lifted her body with one arm, using my free hand to drag her shorts down along with her panties. As my thumb brushed over her pussy lips I felt her squirm a bit in my hands and my dick was even harder now, throbbing wildly as I used my fingers to spread her open before pressing the tip to her entrance.
I could feel the warmth emanating from her and the softness of her folds around me.
She wasn't as wet as I'd like, barely able to spread enough moisture over my cock to wet the tip, but I wouldn't let that stop me. I slapped a hand over her mouth and nose, holding down tightly and knowing what to expect as I started to force my way inside her.
I saw her eyes fly open immediately and kept my grip tight, continuing to ram into her as she let out muffled screams that died before they even reached my own ears.
With all the struggle she was tense, her walls not opening up to allow me passage and I grinned behind the mask, plowing into her until finally my cock was buried to the hilt, deep inside her core as her walls gripped me tight as a vise. I let out a groan, rocking my hips back and forth to get her to loosen up. Even if she was surprised there's no way she wasn't enjoying the feel of my cock filling her up like it was.
I peered down at her face, seeing the tears streaming down her cheeks gleaming in the light that shone through the open window. She was making the perfect face too, her eyes squeezed shut as she whimpered behind my hand, hardly able to breathe.
"I'm home," I snarled into her ear gruffly, thrusting into her heavily until I could feel her pussy give way, getting slick with juices and aiding me in sliding back and forth inside her more freely.
That's what I'm talking about. So wet.
Fuck, she felt incredible. I have to say I was wrong, there's nothing in the world better than this.
Her pussy was so warm and tight and wet around my cock, sheathing it perfectly and she was crying into my hands, her own fingers fisting the sheets as she was struggling to suck in whatever air she could manage.
It made me want to dig deeper, balls deep. My cock was straining against her walls and warmth spilled over my fingers, tears flowing down her cheeks as she struggled pathetically.
I could do this forever. Live inside her for life.
Her pussy was so wet now that with each thrust I could hear her juices squelching and her ass was jiggling each time I pulled her back onto me. I wanted to be even deeper inside, wanted her to feel what she did to me, to know she was driving me up the walls with her stubborn attitude.
"This is your punishment," I made sure to clamp my hand tightly over her nose and mouth so it was impossible for her to take a breath, my thrusts getting even more forceful as I felt her walls clench around me in her desperate struggle for oxygen.
Fuck, I might like this even more than just choking her.
"Do you want to breathe?" I questioned harshly against her ear, grinding my hips, and essentially my cock, into her. She nodded as best as she could, blinking away tears rapidly and I continued to pump into her until her eyes seemed to roll over into her skull.
"I own you," I drawled out, taking her earlobe between my teeth, biting down firmly, and finally sliding my hand down from her nose, only covering her mouth so she wouldn't be loud enough to wake her sleeping family.
As much as I'd like to fuck her senseless and hear her scream bloody murder I did make her a promise that I was willing to keep. Perfectly normal family life. Why that was so important to her I had no idea but I could care less.
All I wanted to know was that she was mine.
Her body convulsed both inside and out as she sucked air into her lungs greedily and I gritted my teeth, grunting as I guided her on my cock that was swelling inside her. She'd just cum and I wasn't far behind. I was so close that even if I'd tried I couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing her under my body, struggling to breathe as tears streaked her brown skin and her incredible cunt was threatening to milk my cock I had no choice but to pull out and with good timing too, white-hot cum spurting out onto her quivering pussy.
I stayed there for a moment, hand still over her mouth. After another minute ticked off, I took my hand away and let her go, watching her body sink into the mattress while she was still shaking from the aftermath of our fucking.
Incredible. My cock was throbbing still, cum dribbling from the tip but I slid off the bed, slipping it back into my pants and fixing my clothes as my vision filled with static.
Now's when he decides to reach out to me?
I cast a last glance at Kit curled into a fetal position on the bed before I grabbed my crowbar and climbed back out through the window. Maybe later I could finish what I started but for now, I had a new mission.
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