Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
When she finished, blood covered most of her body and soaked her bra and panties. Pools of blood ran under the four corpses.
She scanned the place. Her chest rose and fell like she’d been running. “Now. . .we have to organize all of this.”
“Organize it?”
She dropped the knife and took off the bra and panties. The garments fell to the bloodied floor. Lunita stood before me naked, covered in blood and gore, stained in death.
My body reacted to the beautiful sight before me. It should have disgusted me, but the primal beast in my core came alive.
It was Emily’s body after all—the object of my obsession. And it was covered in blood.
That woke up the beast and lured him out.
My cock grew stiff.
She blinked. “Help me?”
“What do you want?”
“Get naked with me. Then, we organize them, and then. . .”
I raised my eyebrows. “Then?”
“Then you fuck me in the blood.”
Chapter 3
A Battle of Desire versus Honor
Kazimir
I fisted my hands, holding myself back and trying to decide the right thing to do.
Lunita wanted to fuck, and how could I deny her. She wore my mouse’s body. Plus, she was so enchanting and covered in blood.
But would I be fucking Emily or someone else?
While this was my mouse’s face, body, and voice, it was not her. It was like my mouse was wasted off alcohol and drugs, beyond sanity and in that state, she’s begging me for sex. Although she was mine, even in that situation, I would have been conflicted.
How would Emily feel about all of this?
Throughout her childhood, she had been abused and violated.
I wouldn’t add my name to that list.
Plus, I promised to love and protect her. While my cock grew with desire at Lunita’s request, the promise to my mouse remained.
Dripping in blood, Lunita watched me battling desire versus honor. I stared at her full, slippery breasts, splattered in blood and flesh. Other men would have been disgusted, but this sight called to animalistic cravings within me.
The beast screamed at me to pound into her.
The tip of my cock pulsed with greedy desire. Those curvy hips yearned for me to grip them like I always did. And the space between her thighs yearned to be touched, played with, and fucked. It hypnotized me. I wanted to do whatever she wanted me to do.
Stop.
I fought the intense lust rising in my chest.
“I always feel your cock through her.” Lunita turned her head in that odd angle. “Now. . .I want to feel it for myself.”
My length grew stiff.
Damn it!
I looked away and rubbed my face with both hands,
Fuck.
This was all new.
There had to be rules in this situation.
Plus, I needed to talk to Emily—the actual personality that I had fallen in love with.
Should I think of it in this way or. . .in another way? Was she two or one?
I let out an exasperated breath.
Would it be cheating if I fucked Lunita? Was it still Emily or not at all? And would my mouse be enraged or understand?
Once my mouse returned, the news of this situation would rock her. The last thing I wanted to add to this traumatic information was that I was balls deep inside of her alternate personality and having a blast.
Lunita strolled over. “No one ever gets to fuck me.”
My thoughts ceased.
“They’re always scared.” She put her hands on my shoulders and pushed my suit jacket away. “Or. . .”
“Or?”
She pulled the jacket’s sleeves off my arms, exposing my shirt. “I kill them.”
I widened my eyes.
Lunita yanked the jacket down. It fell to the floor. “Are you too scared to fuck me?”
“I’m not.”
With her bloody fingers, she traced a red line up to my chest, outlining each of the buttons that held together my shirt. She did this as if deliberately toying with me, prolonging my anticipation of the moment when she would finally pull the shirt open and reveal my bare chest to her hungry eyes. “Good.”
“Good?”
“I want you inside of me.”
I cleared my throat. “Well. . .”
Her fingers moved over the buttons until they were all undone. She slid the front of the shirt off of my shoulders and eased it down, until my naked throat was surrounded by air.
My cock twitched in my pants, eager to be inside her.
She brushed her lips against my collarbone and made her way down to the center of my chest, until she reached the top of my breastbone.
Heat spread across my skin. “Lunita.”
Her fingers worked the remaining buttons, until both sides of the shirt hung loose. “What?”
I watched as she licked her lips. “I must add more rules.”
She yanked my shirt out of my pants and took it completely off. The shirt dropped onto the bloody floor. “What is the new rule?”
I stepped back. “We don’t fuck, until I talk to Emily.”
A dark chuckle left her. “But, you’re talking to Emily.”