Page 42 of Dark Prince

?Cordelia

“Do you see the wayAxel’s dick stretches in his pants as I stab you?” I stare at his thick cock, wishing it wasn’t caged behind the material as I pinch Branden’s face, forcing him to look.

“Stop teasing me.” Axel growls, his eyes darkening as the lights above us flicker from the storm that blew in an hour ago. Those perfect eyes stare at me with a hunger that only he could have for me like this. My hands are red and Branden’s blood is flowing a little slower than I like. However, I will fuck Axel covered in this prick’s blood when we’re finished, why? Because that’s the sort of things two psychopaths do together. After all who gets hard watching their wife torture someone?

“Again. Where is Paul?” I ask, looking over at Axel as he shifts in his seat. My mouth is watering just from the idea of seeing his cock hard while I do this. Knowing that I can turn him on while I torture this man is hot as fuck. I let go of Branden’s face so he can answer, his head falling to the side a little from exhaustion.

“I don’t know.” Branden huffs out. “I haven’t spoken to him in years.”

“That’s too bad. It’d be a shame if I told Cordelia here what you like to do late at night when you think no one is watching.” Axel cocks a brow and now I’m curious.

“Oh, please tell me!” I bounce on the balls of my feet. “I do enjoy knowing things, especially when I’m hurting someone, I like knowing their secrets.” I turn to look down at Branden.

“He likes it when women aren’t exactly in the know that he’s fucking them.” Axel says and my blood runs cold.

“He rapes them?” I ask, all levity gone from my voice, not bothering to take my eyes off of Branden’s swollen ones. The fury inside of me bubbles to the surface.

“While they’re unconscious.” Axel adds. I take my knife and cut his belt from his waist and slice through his pants, dropping between his knees.

Ripping the material away, I find what I’m looking for. “Oh, now you see, this is why?” I say, turning so Axel can see the smallest dick I’ve ever seen in my life. “You must have trouble keeping a woman happy with that.”

Axel growls when I grab the man by his balls and shake my head, making eye contact with Branden. “Have you ever seen a bull get castrated?” I ask. He shakes his head knowing what’s about to happen, letting out a sob, “Good, because it’s not going to be anything like that.” I say, taking the knife and slicing up through him until the entire ball sack comes clean off his body into my hand. Branden cries out and I laugh, feeling like I’ve just delivered the justice all his victims have probably begged for.

I drop it on the plastic. “Fucking hell little deer, you need to cauterize that, he’s going to bleed out.”

“Oh well.” I shrug.

“We didn’t get anything out of him.” I hear Axel stand up as I use the knife, removing his dick too, because why not. He’s already dead. He was set to die today anyway, he just didn’t know it.

“If he knew anything, he would have already told us.” I say, letting the knife fall from my hands as I look down at the blood spilling from him, watching it splash on my legs. Since I’m in a skirt, the warmth of it feels amazing as I see it pooling at my knees.

“Smile for me.” Axel says, and when I look up at him, he’s holding his phone out to take a picture. So I smile and put my hands out like I’m that girl on Wheel of Fortune. “Fucking stunning.” He says, pocketing his phone. “Okay, we have proof he’s dead and I sent a text saying he knew nothing.”

“Ugh, time to clean up? They always die too fast.” I sigh, pushing up off the ground.

“Well, if you didn’t cut his balls off you could have had more fun.”

“You shouldn’t have told me he was a rapist. That sent me over the edge.”

“I’m aware. You did a good job.” He kisses the top of my head and I feel the smile curve on his lips.

“We actually have a clean up crew coming to handle this. You’ll have to stay on the plastic until they get here.”

“What?” I pout, “Why?”

He looks down at my body, “Little deer, you’re covered in blood. We can’t exactly just walk out of here.”

“Sure we can, carry me out like you’re in a panic and I’ve been hurt, toss me in the car and drive off. Boom.”

“Then his blood will be in my car.” He raises a brow. “We do this by the book and wait.” I hate waiting. Looking over at Branden who expired before I even had the chance to cut his dick off all the way. What a pity, I could have had so much more fun.

It’s been thirty minutes and I can hear the storm raging outside as we wait for whoever’s coming to clean this all up, which hopefully is soon, because this is not how I saw my night going. I really wanted to fuck Axel covered in blood bouncing on the adrenaline that Branden provided, but no.

The front door opens and Axel snaps towards it with a gun in his hand. Where’d that gun come from? “Kenan, fucking hell man you were supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago.”

Kenan. The womanizer asshole that I don’t like. Also known as Axel’s brother. But another guy walks in behind Kenan, oh and Cara’s here. What? Why?

“Strip.” Cara says, shaking water off her hands as she walks towards me.