Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“That’s right, keep talking,” Colt tells him. “Wait until I cut your fucking tongue out.”
“Her hand is shaking. The gun is shaking,” George taunts while I saw at the ropes as carefully as I can, while also trying to move fast. The longer I take, the more of a chance this will end badly.
The damn rope is so tough to saw through, like it’s defying me the harder I try.
“Stop!” Colt barks, making me train my full attention on George, who has crept a little closer.
“Shoot the fucker!” Nix shouts. “Fucking kill him!”
I have to, don’t I? I know I have to.
“She won’t do it,” George predicts, scoffing. “She doesn’t have it in her. She’s a stupid slut, but she’s not a fucking psycho like you two.”
“Do it!” Nix urges.
He’s right. I have to.
But George is too fast. He throws himself across the room, startling me into dropping the knife and fumbling with the gun until it’s too late. He’s already on top of me, knocking me to the floor.
The gun slides away, out of my reach, but it’s the hands he wraps around my neck that are the bigger problem.
I hear Nix and Colt shouting and struggling while I claw at George’s hands, desperate for air as he presses hard against my windpipe. My eyes bulge, and an ugly, croaking noise comes out of me when I open my mouth, fighting desperately to suck in a breath.
His crazed face fills my world when he leans down over me. “Was it worth it?” he demands while the world starts to go out of focus. “Was it? You don’t know how I have dreamed about this! Die, die like my boys died!”
I think I’m going to.
Colt shouts my name while I kick and claw, but it’s no use. I’m too weak. He’s too strong.
He’s killing me.
I’m dying.
Life is slipping away while he shakes me, crushing my throat.
Mom. I’m coming.
All at once, the pressure eases, and I suck in a gulp of air.
The world comes back into focus in time for me to watch Nix hook his hand under George’s jaw and pull it back sharply—before he drags the knife across his throat.
A sudden rush of warmth sprays across me.
I barely have time to feel it before I realize what it is—the same dark red, sticky liquid pouring from the wound, pumping with every beat of George’s heart. His eyes bulge, his hands cover the slit in his throat, while Nix holds him in place wearing a look of triumph. “She doesn’t have it in her, but I sure as fuck do,” he announces to the dying man.
The world goes fuzzy again, and this time, there’s nothing to stop me from succumbing to the darkness when it rushes in all at once.
If anything, I welcome it.
30
NIX
I’m mesmerized by the thick droplets of ruby red blood dripping off Leni’s cheek and onto her collarbone. My eyes are trained on that single drop, leaving a track on her delicate skin before soaking into her blue shirt and turning it into a dark purple stain.
I force my gaze away and look up into Leni’s bloody face. She is still a little out of it, her eyes unfocused, her stare blank. I lift my hand and cup her cheek.
“Hey, are you still with me?” I ask gently, running my thumb over her quivering bottom lip, just as Colt enters the bathroom behind us.
She nods slightly, but I’m not convinced. Her body language tells me she is not okay. Frowning, I let it go for now and concentrate on getting us out of these clothes.
“We need to get cleaned up before we leave,” Colt points out the obvious.
Leni nods again but makes no move to undress. I reach for the hem of her shirt and carefully pull it over her head. She lifts her arms to help me, then wraps them around herself like she is cold when the shirt is off.
Colt is already turning the shower on, letting the water get hot while I continue to undress Leni. When she is completely naked, I can’t help but stare at her in awe. She looks like a fucking warrior princess returning from battle.
My cock was already semi hard before, but seeing her completely bare has me rock solid. How fucked up am I to get turned on right now? Leni is in shock, covered in blood, and we just killed two more people. Yet, my dick can’t think about anything else besides fucking.
Colt ushers Leni under the water spray while I start to take my own clothes off. I discard them onto a pile on the floor before I step into the large shower stall.
“Really?” Leni shakes her head while looking at my hard cock.
“You know I’m fucked in the head,” I tell her unashamedly. “Of course this is a turn on for me.”