some fun.
“Suck me.” She nodded and dropped to her knees in front of him. When his father came into the doorway, he stared at Roger for several seconds before moving away, but not before pulling the door closed. As soon as the woman closed her mouth over his cock, he rocked hard into her. Christ, he needed this more than he’d thought. Fucking her mouth and thinking of how he was going to kill Quentin had him coming hard after only a few minutes. When she cupped his balls, he moaned.
“You want some of this?” She nodded , her eyes glassy with need. “Lean over the bed and I’ll fuck you. But you say a word, one word….” Roger pulled her head up to his mouth and licked the pounding pulse. “…one word and I’ll tear your throat out and leave you here for the rats.”
“Please.” Roger tossed her on the bed and he was slamming his cock into her pussy even as she bounced. He’d only meant to fuck her until he came again, but when she wrapped her legs around his hips, he knew that he had to have more. She whimpered when he licked a path from her throat to her nipple. Then he bit down just hard enough to break the skin. Blood filled his mouth, and he sucked harder. Lifting his head, he looked down at her and smiled.
“You’re going to get more than you bargained for , I think.” She nodded. “It’s really too bad that you picked today to clean here. I can’t leave you around as a witness.”
He was pounding into her when she started to fight him. It was too late for her , and he was pretty sure she knew it. By the time he was throwing back his head coming deep inside of her, she was already as close to death as it came. Roger tore out her throat as the last of his cum shot from him, and he licked the blood up almost as fast as it poured from her throat. Sated and feeling better than he had in a while, Roger went back to the shower to clean up again. He was dressing when someone knocked on the door.
His dad opened the door when he bid him entrance. He looked at the bed, then at him. There was something there in his eyes, but Roger wasn’t sure what it was. At first he’d thought it was horror, but then he thought he saw a gleam in his eyes. Could it be that his dad was a sadist, too?
“Good thing I got that whore with a stolen credit card or you’d be cleaning this mess up.” Roger nodded, not sure what to say at this point. “Come on. Her car is still here and we can use it until something better comes along. Oh, and I already took her money. No cards, but that might be pushing it a bit.”
They were in the car driving toward the mall where Debra was when he thought of his brother. There was going to be hell to pay on his end, and Roger could not wait to make him pay up.
“Quentin has taken on a mate. A very wealthy and very powerful mate. The alpha’s family as a matter of fact.” His dad nodded. “I might be able to dodge them for a little while, but Quentin has my scent all over his business and they’ll be able to track me. I have to lay low for a while.”
“I got just the place. I’ve been holed up there for a few weeks. There’s power and water, but nothing fancy. Got me a bed, too, but we can work out getting something more. The entire building is empty of people but filled to the top with shit that nobody’s been using for a while.” Roger nodded. “And so you know, that girl you just killed, she’s with some service. They’ll be looking for her sooner or later. The house in your name?”
“No.” Roger laughed. “I put it in Debra’s. Boy, she’s going to be pissed when they come knocking on her door.” He was still laughing when they got to the abandoned apartment complex. His dad told him he’d show him around then go out for some food.
“Most of the lower windows are knocked out , but I’ve got me a nice place on the upper floor. Kitchen and fridge. Not sure why the power is still running here, but there you have it.” As they entered, his dad continued
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