Page 54 of Beneath Her Skin

Tiana’s breath hitches, and then she teases me by chewing on her lip. “I’ll let you do anything you want to me. Show me how violent you can be,mi amor.”

There’s a silent promise in her eyes, one that I intend to put to the test. We both grab a discarded knife and prowl to ourvictims. Without another thought, the blade sinks into the side of Elias’ abdomen forcefully, pulling a pained, strangled grunt out of him. He screams hoarsely when I yank it out, replacing it with my finger. Elias pants like a mutt as the fight leaves him, shivering under my touch when I trace over the word COWARD that’s etched onto his chest. He mumbles something under his breath and the sound triggers me instantly.

My hand snaps up to his neck with a firm grip, hardly holding myself back from ending this now. “Speak up,” I grit out.

“Always…knew…you…wanted her.” The side of Elias’ lip twitches like he wants to smirk.

Pinning him in place, I hold his chin steady to carve a deep frown. I fucking hate that shit-eating grin he wears like a second skin. Always using it to mock, taunt, or intimidate somebody.

“She was mine before you ever laid eyes on her. Let me prove it to you.”

The blade kisses his throat, and I slice across it slowly, deliberately. Warm blood spills in a steady leak instead of flooding the life out of him quickly. A gurgled choke breaks free, blood dribbling from his lips and the shallow wound as his eyes blow wide with the slow realization. His body fights, shuddering violently as shock engulfs him, his breaths turning shallow and frantic as the color drains from his face.

There’s nothing left for him except for a final parting gift. One lastfuck youbefore he takes his last breath. When I look over at Tiana, she’s shaking slightly over Bianca’s lifeless, disfigured body with labored breath, bathed in their blood, both old and new.

Bianca is bleeding out from more holes than I can count and has a knife sticking out her neck, her eyes staring up at the ceiling lifeless. Now she really does look like a bloody little doll.

Tiana doesn’t respond when I call her name, doesn’t react when I haul the long-forgotten table upright, and makes nomovement when I approach her. She’s stuck in a daze, no doubt caused by tonight's events, but she needed this, and it’ll take time for her to fully process everything after today. When I lay a hand on her shoulder gently, she doesn’t react. When I find her lost hairband and pull her hair back into a bun, she relaxes a fraction, but still doesn’t move or speak. When I whisper in her ear, she finally makes a move.

“You are so damn strong, and you look so fucking sexy covered in blood. Let me help you relax,” I purr.

Tiana turns to me with a cocktail of emotions swirling in her eyes. “Take me. Make me yours.Please,” she breathes out, before pulling me into her like I’m her only salvation.

Without breaking the kiss, I lift Tiana into my arms and she wraps her legs around me. Walking over to the table, I lay her over the cool metal to kiss a path down her neck, only stopping when she takes off her shirt hurriedly, tossing her bra aside. Blood clings to her skin, rich and electric on my tongue becoming more addicted as I lick the crimson from her throat. A worship laced in sin and devotion. I kick my boots off while I peel hers off. Caressing my hands down her body, I reach the button on her pants and flick my eyes to hers.

“God, yes,” she whimpers, sending shivers straight to my pussy.

Splayed out in front of me, this woman makes me want to lose control. As I drink in every inch of her sinful body, my very definition of beauty changes. Sucking her nipple into my mouth, my hands roam her body, the right one snaking up to dip two fingers into her mouth. Circling her swollen nub, I glide a single finger into her wet heat, stroking gently before adding a second.

“You like that, pretty girl?” I coo.

Tiana’s eyes flutter closed as a moan slips out. “Yes,” she drawls. “I need more. Make me forget everything but you.”

My lips meet hers in a frenzied kiss before I pull away abruptly to kiss her other lips. I waste no time devouring her like a beast let off its leash, finding the spots that make her tremble, pull my hair, and cry out my name until she’s falling apart, flooding my face with her release.

“If you could see how beautiful you look when you’re coming, you’d lose your mind. I know I am,” I murmur, slightly dazed.

She sits up to catch her breath when I wipe the remnants of her off my face and suck my fingers clean, savoring her sweet taste. That’s all it takes for her to pounce on me, knocking us both to the floor in a tangle of limbs and sloppy kisses. Tiana tugs on my belt and I take the hint to help her undress me. My hair has its own personality—wild, a little unpredictable, and sun-kissed at the edges. Just like me. In a swift movement, I throw it into a messy bun to get it out of the way.

“I want you so fucking bad, Rhea. Ineedyou.”

That snaps the last bit of my composure and I flip her on her side, right next to Elias’ pooling blood. He’s hardly conscious, but still watching ’til the end.

“I’ll guide you, just follow my lead,” I say.

Pushing her top leg up to her chest, I bend her like a pretzel before straddling her bottom leg. Slowly, I thrust against her sweet spot and we both groan on contact. Tiana meets me thrust for thrust as our bodies entwine in a tangled dance of pure desire.

“You listen so fucking well. So needy for me, baby,” I cry out, our moans filling the air uninhibited.

“Shit,” she breathes out, pulling me closer. “You feel so good.”

Reaching over her, I drench my hand in Elias’ blood to paint a trail around her perky nipples, then up to her neck with mild pressure. That only spurs her on, making her jerk violently against me as her whimpers get quieter and a tinglingheat builds up my spine. She welcomes the fresh oxygen greedily when I release her throat to pinch her clit.

“Such a good girl, so responsive for me. Are you going to come with me?”

“Yes. Fuck yes! Oh, I’m coming.” Tiana screams until her voice gives out while we both ride out the waves of pleasure.

By the time we both start coming down, I wrap Tiana in my arms and lie on the ground with my chest to her back, and my hand over her racing heart. Elias is officially dead when I glance over, and peace settles over me.

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