Lady Killer (Dead Girls Club #2)

25. Luz

Chapter twenty-five

Luz

W e stood in front of an expansive set of French doors that led out the back of the manor.

Outdoor lights illuminated a palatial courtyard surrounded by a low stone wall and neatly trimmed hedges, with a set of stairs leading down to the gardens. Beyond the manicured grounds, I could make out the edge of a forest, like the one that surrounded Hollow Oak.

“Four thousand acres. Not a soul around for miles,” Everest said as nerves crept up through me.

“Yes, very impressive,” I muttered .

“She’s going to freeze.” Alister’s rough voice caused me to jump.

He was behind us, holding some of my running gear and a pair of shoes I was certain I hadn’t packed, along with a plastic bag, the contents of which I couldn’t make out.

“What’s going on?” I wasn’t hiding the irritation I felt.

“I told you, darling, it’s game night. Valentine’s Day edition.”

“I’m not interested in playing more games.”

“Fine.” Everest moved to collect my belongings from Alister and handed them over to me. “Then call it a trust exercise.”

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. “A trust exercise?”

“You’re sore with Ali and me because you didn’t know about Lucian,” Ever said plainly.

“I’m—?”

He bopped me on the nose again. “No lying. Your feelings were hurt, and according to the internet, that is valid, even though it wasn’t Ali’s place to tell you and I thought you knew,” he said, taking one of my shoes out of my hand and loosening the laces before placing it on the ground and repeating the process with the other.

Alister said nothing .

“So, in order to heal the relationship, we need to rebuild the trust.”

“And we are going to do that by going for a run?” I asked, as confused as ever.

“Go get changed. I will tell you the rest, darling,” Everest said, giving me a peck on the cheek while pushing me into the nearest powder room.

I considered telling them both to go to hell, but I was unable to deny my curiosity regarding what they had planned, so I found myself changing into my running clothes before returning to slip on my shoes.

“Now, as I was saying, the Blackwell Estate is made up of over four thousand acres, the vast majority of which is woods.” Ever reached around to pull my jacket over my shoulders, and I slipped my arms into the sleeves.

“We’re going outside?”

Alister merely watched, expressionless, as Everest’s nimble fingers zipped me up.

“We are. The whole estate will be considered in-bounds,” he said, snapping the top button in place, and darting forward to place a quick peck on the tip of my nose.

“In-bounds for what?”

Everest grinned, unlocking the doors with his usual flourish, allowing the frigid night’s air to blow into the house. Alister moved next to him, passing over the bag, and the bottom of my stomach dropped out as he pulled out two very familiar masks.

“Hide-and-seek, my love.”

Arms pumping, lungs aching, feet striking the ground hard, I scrambled to get away from the demons at my back. I raced out past the courtyard, the sound of Everest counting ominously behind me.

“Four Mississippi, five Mississippi . . .”

The grass was crisp with frost as I sprinted toward the edge of the forest. The lights from the manor and the courtyard faded quickly with the distance, but it was the darkness I sought.

“ . . . eight Mississippi . . .”

Having learned my lesson, I took each step with care, mindful that my ankle was still weak. Was it foolish to chance it? Maybe. Had Everest and Alister given me a choice? No.

I slipped behind the first trees just in time to hear the former call out one last warning.

“Ready or not, here we come.”

What happens if they catch me ?

Ducking down behind a tree, I considered my options. The woods here felt foreign and strange, but I knew they were my best chance to hide from the killers chasing me down. Luckily for me, there was no snow to reveal my tracks this time.

The night was bitterly cold, every breath hurting my lungs, but I embraced it. The pain balanced the adrenaline rushing through me, helping to keep my head clear.

This was madness. I should have been in bed, tucked under the covers, warm, cozy, and safe. Instead, I was running around the Blackwell Estate in the dead of night.

Alister and Everest had given me a choice. As soon as I saw the sheep masks, I knew what their intentions were. A saner person would have said no. Would have bolted at the very suggestion of it.

Here I was, trembling with fear . . . and anticipation.

A twig snapped somewhere in the darkness, and I bit down on my lip.

“Come out, come out wherever you are . . .” Ever sang.

At Hollow Oak, the woods had been my advantage, here it was theirs. That they would catch me was inevitable.

The choice I had to make now was whether to remain hidden or make a run for it, putting some distance between us .

Leaves crunched to my right, and my decision was made. I leaped up gracelessly and scrambled to my left.

“Petite diablesse.” Alister’s distinctive growl chased after me, but I refused to turn around as I darted in and out of the trees.

I was being hunted, again.

Sliding behind another large tree, I paused to catch my breath, straining my ears, trying to catch my stalkers approaching.

“Run, run, as fast as you can . . . after I catch you, you won’t be able to stand . . .”

Everest’s singing was closer . . . too close.

I took another deep breath before taking off. It was a struggle to run while trying to pay attention to where they were, and it was clear they were quickly closing in on me.

Alister was stealthy as ever, only the occasional shuffling of leaves betraying his position. Ever made no effort to hide himself, instead terrorizing the whole woods as he lumbered through, singing loudly.

Apparently, it was time for Blondie.

There had been no discussion of the rules of the game. I had simply taken off sprinting as soon as Everest and Alister had slipped on their masks. The sound of Ever counting down had followed shortly thereafter.

Could I have said no? Maybe that wasn’t the question .

Why didn’t I want to say no?

“I’ll always find you when you shine so bright, my Star.”

He was close.

I pivoted and took off in the opposite direction. One foot in front of the other, sidestepping roots, dancing under branches . . .

WHOOMP.

A solid arm collided with my waist with such force that it stole my breath away, and my feet left the ground as I was pulled against a familiar chest.

“Found you.” Alister’s deep voice was muffled by the mask.

I kicked and struggled furiously, but he simply held me tighter.

“Now, now, you have to play by the rules.”

Pendejo.

“I recall promising you a punishment the last time you tried to fight me, petite diablesse.”

“Orgasm denial, again? How original,” I spat out with an exaggerated sense of rage.

“I’m hurt,” he said, running the plastic snout of the sheep mask along my neck.

My nipples peaked at the perverse sensation of it, and I fought his hold all the harder. “You’re sick.”

“Says the girl playing hide-and-seek with killers. ”

I heard rather than saw him slip the mask from his face, and his warm lips replaced the sticky plastic to trace my pulse. When he reached the tender spot where my neck met my shoulder, he bit down hard and sucked. This time, I didn’t hold my cry back.

“Marking your territory, Ali? How primitive.”

I hadn’t even noticed Everest approaching us, but there he was, sheep mask and all.

He did the thing with his head where he tilted it to the side and slowly drank me in. When he came closer, he reached forward to stroke the swollen flesh left by Alister’s assault.

“I told you, darling, I don’t chase, I hunt. And I always catch my prey.”

“Mine,” Alister growled, his hold on me growing tighter, pushing the air from my lungs.

“Ours,” Ever said as he kissed my jaw softly.

“No one’s,” I argued without my usual fervor.

He chuckled. “For a smart girl, you sure have some silly ideas, Starbright. Alister wants to punish you . . . maybe he has the right idea. Maybe that’s what you want, for us to fuck you hard in these woods.”

My heart stuttered .

“You would like that, wouldn’t you? Pushed to your knees on the cold, hard dirt, while we fuck you like the monsters you to pretend to believe we are.”

“I don’t have to pretend anything. You’re—?”

“What? Murderers? Killers? Psychopaths? Bit of the pot calling the kettle black, darling, don’t you think?”

“It’s different,” I protested, but my words sounded weak. At some point, I’d stopped struggling against Alister’s grip and had instead relaxed into him.

“Liar.” Alister’s voice was swift and unyielding. “We saw you that night, petite diablesse. Standing in the moonlight bathed in blood like an avenging angel. You may not fancy yourself a killer, but who else would take such satisfaction from a man’s death, deserving or not?”

Everest’s hands worked their way down from my neck to rest on my waist as he peered at me through the holes in his mask. “Why do you think you’re drawing us all in, one by one, like moths to flame?” he said, sandwiching me between the two of them. “You’re a monster just like us, Starbright.

“Come burn with us.”

“Never.”

“Ah, ah, ah, you know how I feel about lies.”

“And what are you going to do? Cut off my lips too? ”

Ali snickered as Everest pulled his hands from me and stepped back. “I have a much better idea for that wicked little mouth. What you do think, Ali?”

A shiver ran through me.

“On your knees.” Alister’s tone brooked no argument.

His hands moved to my shoulders, and something snapped inside me under the burning weight of them—maybe it was my pride, or my sanity, but I felt my knees buckle—and instead of fighting it, I embraced it.

“Fuck, you look beautiful, Starbright. Such a good little monster, and you don’t even have a cock in your mouth yet.”

My tongue darted out between my lips to wet them. From my position on the ground, Everest loomed over me, the sheep mask somehow larger and more ominous in the dark.

His hands worked his pants open and gripped his cock, pulling it out before giving it a couple lazy strokes.

I had no idea what I was doing, an experience I loathed and avoided at all costs. But here I was—

“Open your mouth, love, you have nothing to worry about. I promise your lips will feel like heaven on me.”

So I did. For one reckless moment, I dropped the reins of control that I held so tightly, and I gave myself over to Everest’ s command.

His cock was as beautiful as he was. Long and veiny, the pale skin of his base standing in contrast against his pink head. A bead of precum leaked from the tip, and I took my first tentative swipe at it with my tongue, eliciting an oddly satisfying hiss from the man in the mask.

“More,” Everest commanded.

I opened my mouth wide and meticulously began to worship the head of his cock, exploring, attempting to take him in deeper with each pass of my tongue. I sealed my mouth around him to create some suction. He tasted salty and raw.

“Spit in your hand and work his shaft,” Alister ordered as his fingers dug into the flesh of my shoulders.

I complied, wrapping my hand around Everest. He was hot to the touch, and his soft skin slid under my wet palm.

“Use your hand in time with your mouth.”

It took me a second to work through the instructions, but I quickly found my rhythm. My hand worked his length from the base to where my lips engulfed him, as I used my tongue to stimulate the underside of his head.

Everest groaned, his hips beginning to thrust against my fist.

“He needs more, petite diablesse. I hope you’re ready to give it to him. ”

I hummed my agreement, causing Everest to buck even harder as his eyes fell shut.

Alister’s fingers wove their way through my hair, gripping it tightly at the roots. “Keep him in your mouth but relax your head and neck.”

Slowly, Alister began to move my head back and forth. He forced me forward, and Everest’s cock bumped up against my throat, causing me to gag a bit. Saliva pooled in my mouth before running down my chin, and I instinctively pulled back to wipe it away, only to be held firmly in place by Alister.

I whimpered in protest, and Alister eased my head back, but only slightly.

“Next time, I want you to take him to the back of your mouth and hold him there. When you get the urge to gag, you’re going to focus on swallowing him down. Understand, little demon?”

Sliding Everest back into my mouth, I hummed again, and this time when he made contact, I swallowed deeply and was rewarded with the sensation of his round, firm head filling my throat almost completely.

“That’s it, now breathe in and out through your nose.”

“Yes, fuck, Luz, like that. ”

It shouldn’t feel so good, their praise. But I wanted it. I wanted to know I was doing a good job. I wanted to know I was making Everest feel good.

Alister continued to hold tight onto my hair, and the tension brought relief as much as pain. He worked my mouth over Everest’s hard cock like I was nothing but a vehicle for the other man’s pleasure. Spit ran down my chin, and tears sprang freely from my eyes. Everest’s head was completely thrown back now as he thrust hard into me, meeting each of Alister’s movements in turn.

“Fuck, Starbright, I’m gonna . . .”

My head started to jerk back, but Alister pinned it in place.

“Swallow him down, demoness, every drop.”

Everest’s hips started to spasm, and I felt him thicken before he exploded in my mouth with a final ragged groan. Warm, sticky salt splashed against my throat, and I choked it down, every last drop, just like Alister said.

He released my hair and gently wrapped his hand around the base of my jaw, pulling me off Everest and leaning me back onto him while I caught my breath. His fingers caressed my jawbone, featherlight strokes that sent tremors through me .

“Fuck me,” Everest rasped as he slid his mask off before tucking himself back into his pants, although, noticeably leaving his zipper still undone.

“I think, technically, you just fucked me,” I muttered, wiping the slobber off my face.

“Technically, he fucked your mouth.”

“Mmm,” I slurred, still lost in a daze.

Everest squatted down in front of me, bringing his hands to either side of my face. “You’re a miracle, Starbright, you know that, right?”

I blinked, unable to respond to that.

“She’s not done, is what she is.”

I turned to scowl at Alister. “What?”

“I caught you, demoness. You’re my prize.”

I moved to stand, only to be shoved back down, my knees burning anew as they made contact with the rough ground. “Then what was—?”

“I said, you’re not done.”

“But—?”

“I just showed you what to do. Consider this your final exam. Do a good job and Ever will reward you.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, darling?” Everest cooed, stroking my hair away from my face. “Let me make you feel good while you show Bossy McFlossypants over there what a fast learner you are. ”

I bit down on my lip, trying to keep an irritated expression on my face. “Fine,” I said with a nonchalance I didn’t possess. I wanted more. More of their praise, more of their touch. I wanted to ease the feverish ache building inside, but I would die before admitting it out loud.

Instead, I pivoted so that it was Alister I was facing now and tilted my chin up to project as much disdain in my expression as I could for a girl on her knees in the woods sucking off two psychopaths.

“You’re lucky I’m feeling generous,” I said with a false bravado as I reached to undo Alister’s belt.

“Just for that, you’re not allowed to use your hands, little demon. Try me again and your mouth won’t be the only thing I break in tonight.”

I glared at him but kept silent as I worked his pants open and took out his cock.

Merde.

I swore it was even bigger than I remembered, and the thick silver piercing flashed at me.

When I wrapped my fist around it, it jerked in my hand, before Alister reminded me of the no-hands rule.

“Then how . . .”

“Take me in your mouth and find out.”

Licking my lips, I swallowed, my mouth still feeling sloppy and abused from Everest. I placed his head on my tongue and wrapped my lips around him, just like I had done before.

Unlike Everest, Alister gave me no time to adjust, his hand dipping back into my hair and yanking me farther down around his cock. My hand jerked up to attempt to pace him, but it was quickly snatched away by Everest and pinned to my side.

“Uh uh uh,” he chided as his companion continued to work my mouth over his cock with a deliberate rhythm that left me no time to ease into it. I started to choke again as Ali went deeper and deeper with each pass.

“Relax, love, remember to relax and swallow. Ali, give her a minute to get used to it, huh?”

Alister huffed but complied. With both hands now in my hair, he thrust forward into my mouth, holding himself still once he made contact with the back of my throat.

“Swallow, breathe in through your nose, and relax,” Everest coached me from behind.

One of his hands slipped from where it pinned my own down and slid underneath my jacket before working its way under the waistband of my leggings.

“She’s not done yet,” Alister snarled, beginning to move his hips again.

“I believe in rewarding potential,” Everest said as his fingers worked their way beneath my underwear and between my legs, causing me to whimper around Alister’s cock as he made contact with my clit.

“Fuck, Ali, she’s dripping.”

“Is that right?” the other man rumbled, picking up the pace again as he used my mouth even more roughly than before. “You like that, demoness? Getting fucked in your mouth by a couple of killers?”

I moaned, unable to deny him as Everest set about working me into a frenzy with his talented fingers.

“Fuck yeah, you do, our little demon. Getting off on being used. Such a filthy, wicked killer hiding behind such a pretty mask.”

Ours . . .

If I thought Everest had made a mess of me before, it was nothing compared to what Alister was doing. Spit flowed freely from my mouth, even my nose was running, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

I was desperate, delirious even, lost in a heady mix of pleasure and pain as Everest expertly worked my clit while Alister chased his release with my mouth.

“Fuck, yes, fuck,” he chanted, his hips pistoning back and forth now, his grip on my hair so tight I’d lost the feeling in my scalp.

I could barely understand him, I was so close to exploding myself, grinding myself into Everest, desperate to chase my own release.

Just when I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer, Everest slid his fingers even lower and viciously plunged two of them inside me. Stars exploded behind my eyes, and I screamed around Alister, causing a chain reaction.

With two last punishing strokes, he erupted in my mouth while my own body burned with my orgasm. I swallowed him down, just like before, only this time I barely noticed.

As a final wave of pleasure crested inside me, I slumped onto my heels, collapsing against Everest’s strong frame still kneeling behind me.

I was dizzy with sensation, and the world spun around me as my head lolled back and I gave up trying to keep my eyes open.

Vaguely aware of my surroundings, I could hear the two still talking.

“Our little star did so well, didn’t she, Ali?”

Ours . . .

Strong arms slid under my knees and shoulders before lifting me from the ground, and the scent of rain and earth enveloped me.

As the world went dark, one last thought echoed in my mind.

Theirs . . .