Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (54 page)

These days were Katy’s darkest and she tortured herself
with the imagery of Paul and his new love having sex on the very bed she curled
up on. Paul and his new paramour had wild, passionate sex...they
fucked.
..until
each passed out in a sweaty heap. In direct contrast, Katy and Paul’s real
love-making consisted of nothing more than once-a-week, utilitarian sex.
Maintenance
sex
, the boys in eighth grade called it.

Katy opened all six drawers in Paul’s desk and was having
a full-blown panic attack by the time she finished rifling through the last
drawer. She found nothing. Which made her even more convinced there was
something to find. This was the first time she ever went through his things.
Even though she’d stare at his phone for hours, wanting to go through it, she
never did. And certainly not because she was concerned about the violation of
his privacy. Katy never went through Paul’s things for no other reason than she
was terrified about what she would find.

She closed all his drawers, careful to wipe any
fingerprints from the glossy wood and stood from his chair and hung her head.

“Where is it, Paul?” she said and looked around the room.
“Where do you keep your evidence?”

Katy formulated a half-witted plan in her head to get into
his office at work. She walked toward the door and something caught her eye on
the floor next to the radiator. The floor vent was a hair askew, but definitely
askew enough to catch Katy’s eagle eye. She got down on her knees and stared
through the scroll work in the wrought iron vent.

“There you are!” Katy said as if playing hide-and-go-seek
with a child.

She took the grate off the vent opening and stared down at
the gray metal box. Katy lifted the heavy box out of the opening and replaced
the vent carefully. She noticed there was no lock on the box and took immediate
offence.

“He thinks I’m too stupid to find it and didn’t need to
bother with a lock,” she said as she held the box up to her face.

Katy stowed the box under her blouse and left Paul’s
office and went to her bedroom and locked the door. She placed the box on the
bed and sat beside it as she stared at it. For a moment, she wanted to put it
back and admonished herself for even going into Paul’s office in the first
place.

“Fudge it. You have to know,” Katy said and opened the
box.

She cocked her head as she stared at the contents as if
she was looking at a panda exhibit at the zoo. The deep metal box was filled to
the rim with Polaroid pictures. She shuffled through the pictures like a deck
of cards and each seemed to me more depraved than the one before. Pictures of
young girls and boys...hundreds of pictures of young girls and boys...all
naked. And just as she was ready to deceive herself again, just as she told
herself that this was was exactly as if Paul was looking at magazines since he
wasn’t in any of the photos, she came to a stack of pictures of him and the
same young girls and boys all naked and in various sexual positions.

She stared at the people with Paul in the pictures. If she
had to guess an age, she would say sixteen. They were all extremely beautiful
and that in and of itself, caused Katy to fantasize, in great detail, about her
suicide. In all of the pictures, the “actors” looked extremely distressed,
however, Paul was exuberantly radiant.

Katy flung the pictures across the bed and rubbed her
hands on her jeans as if they were covered in acid. She curled up in a ball on
the bed and pushed the pictures further away with her foot as she began to sob.
After sixty-five minutes, she looked at the clock and panicked because she had
to get ready for the Governor’s Ball.

She thought about feigning a migraine, but she knew that
Paul would not allow her to miss this event. She put the photos back in the box
and placed the box in the bottom drawer of her nightstand under a stack of
Metropolitan
Living
magazines and dragged herself into the bathroom to take a shower.

She sobbed the whole time she was in the shower. It did
not occur to Katy that her depravity was as tragic as Paul’s. Katy Kirschner
thought not about how undeniably young the kids were in the pictures with Paul,
nor that they looked to be greatly pained. Katy only thought of how beautiful
they each were and that they were better than her in Paul’s eyes.

After Luca told Lena the story of the Kirschners, she
stared at him as the limo pulled up to the front of the Metropolitan Museum of
Art.

“Ah, look,” Luca said as he looked out the window, “they
have the red carpet covering the steps. So much pageantry! Come on, out we go”

“Wait!” Lena said and grabbed Luca’s arm.

Luca swung his legs back inside the limo and told the
driver to wait for them.

“What is it?” he said as he turned to her.

“Did you say rape?”

“Um, I don’t know, did I?” Luca said as he scratched his
chin and winked at her.

“I don’t know about this, Luca.”

“Know about what?”

“Well, I don’t know if I’m comfortable with this.”

“Did you hear me ask you if you’re comfortable with this,
love?” Luca said as he ran his fingertips up and down Lena’s arm.

Lena bowed her head as she broke out into a billion
goose-bumps under Luca’s touch. She was horrified over the things Luca said he would
do as part of this mission. She was further horrified about the things she was
told she would do as part of this mission.

“I know, it’s just--”

“It’s
just
nothing, Lena. This is not up for
debate. Do you know what happens when you dismiss the Auto-Da-Fé?”

“I know, it’s not good.”

“
Not good
? Honey, that is putting it mildly. You
have to get your head and your soul into this, Lena. The reign of terror that
will come down on you if you do not go through with this mission,
exactly
as I have mapped out this mission, will be worse than how you perceive you will
feel if you carry out your orders.”

“I just don’t feel like I can do this.”

“Then you better start feeling like you can do this,
Lena,” Luca said as he turned and looked out the back window and sighed. “There
is a pile-up of limousines behind us. We have to get out of the goddamned car!”

Luca reached out and grabbed Lena’s arm and she yanked it
from his grip. He looked up at her with rage and shook his head.

“What are you doing?” he whispered.

“I need a minute,” Lena said and crossed her arms. “Just a
minute, Luca.”

Luca sighed and slammed the door to the limo. He rested
his head against the back of the seat and looked up at the ceiling. Lena
glanced at him and chewed on her bottom lip as she saw his displeasure.

“I’m sorry. I just--”

Luca jumped up and grabbed Lena by the throat. He pushed
her across the back seat with his weight until the back of her head slammed
against the window.

“If you say
I just
one more time, I will throw you
through this window head first, do you understand me?”

Lena clawed at Luca’s hands and stared into his eyes. He
had the eyes of a wolf and Lena was terrified. Her mind raced back to the exact
moment that “Cute Mitch” closed his hands around her throat and started
strangling her. Her eyes darted back and forth, hoping someone would see what Luca
was doing to her, hoping that someone would intervene and stop him. But just as
it happened with “Cute Mitch,” there was no one to rescue Lena at that moment.

Luca eased up enough on Lena’s throat that she was able to
nod and croak out a
yes
.

“Good,” he said and brushed a piece of Lena’s hair off of
her forehead. “Now, let’s calm ourselves, okay?”

Luca stared into Lena’s eyes until her tears dried and
then he released her throat. He sat back a bit, grabbed her legs and yanked her
down the length of the back seat until she was flat on her back. He scrambled
on top of her and held her body down with the full weight of his.

“Now, I understand first-time jitters, Lena. I really,
really do,” Luca whispered as he stroked her cheek. “Hell, I was very nervous on
my first mission too, but you know what I didn’t do? You may answer.”

“N-no, what?” Lena said and forced herself to stare into
his eyes.

“I did not let anyone realize I was nervous. Do you
understand the distinction?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I just--”

Luca dug his fingers into Lena’s arms and lifted his chest
off her body as he pinned her down to the seat.

“There it is again! There it fucking is! Enough with those
words,” Luca snarled. “Do you know those
I just
s are going to get us
tortured by the Elders? Is that what you want, you selfish little girl?”

“No!” Lena said and cried. “I’m scared.”

“Then do whatever you have to do to get brave, love. We
are partners in this Auto-Da-Fé. Partners! That means everything I do, you are
responsible for and everything you do, I am responsible for. I will not put my
freedom on the line for anyone, do you understand me, Lena? Why did they pair
me with such an amateur? All this time wasted because of this silly little
girl? I won’t have it, Lena! I will not.”

Luca held Lena down with such force her arm were going
numb. He grinded his lower body into hers and she felt like she was
suffocating.

“Luca, I want you to know, I do not want to jeopardize
your freedom.
Libertas
is what I want too. I promise you, it’s all I
want.”

“Then get into the game. You will ruin this for us with
your heart!
Lex Talionis
, Lena...an eye for an eye. Did you even listen
to anything I told you about these people? This man, Paul, he fucks
children
,
Lena. And he’s the worst hypocrite in the world. He uses the money he makes by
framing other people to fund his own depravity. Should this man live? And the
wife, well, she’s just as bad. A woman so vain she accepts the behavior of her
husband,
enables
his behavior, just so it won’t disrupt her storybook
life! Should this woman live?”

“She doesn’t know,” Lena said under her breath.

“She doesn’t...what? Of course she knows! She knows
exactly what he does. She allows him to do it! Do not be stupid. Read the
directive again. Lena, what do you want?”

“I want to know it’s okay. I want to know that what we are
going to do is okay and that I will be okay for having done it,” Lena said and
closed her eyes.

“Is that all?” Luca said as he lowered his chest back on
top of Lena’s. “Lena wants to be absolved of her sins against the Kirschners?
You are absolved, my child.”

Lena opened her eyes and looked at him. He had a sly smile
on his face and she couldn’t help but smile back.

“Thanks,” she said as she tried to shift her body
underneath Luca’s and rolled her eyes. “It’s getting a little uncomfortable
here.”

“Yes, yes it seems to be. Maybe that’s what Lena wants,
hmm?”

“What are you talking about?” she said.

Luca grinded his hips back and forth across Lena’s body.
Lena gasped as every hard part of Luca rubbed against her. She managed to get
her arms out from under him and around his body. She dug her nails into his
back as Luca thrust his hips in. He was very hard and she was very, very wet.
Luca looked down at Lena and bit his bottom lip as she clawed at his back.

He lowered his face toward Lena’s and brushed his lips up
her cheek and pressed it against her ear.

“Do you want to get fucked?” Luca said into Lena’s ear.
“Is that what you want, baby? Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes,” Lena said and gasped.

Luca dipped his hips into her and grinded his hardness
into her wetness. Every nerve ending in her body was engaged, synapses were
firing left and right and she throbbed with need. She tried to spread her legs
to give him more access, but her dress was so tight she could barely move.

“My dress,” Lena said and groaned, “pull it up. I want to
feel more of you.”

Luca looked at her and chuckled.

“Hungry are we?” he said and kissed the top of her breasts
that were spilling over the bodice of her dress.

“Starved! Now, pull it up. Please, I can’t take much more
of this.”

“Will you do everything I say tonight, Lena?” Luca said as
he dragged his hand down her side and reached down and grabbed the hem of her
dress.

“Everything!” Lena said as she grabbed his hard ass and
dug her nails into his flesh through his tuxedo pants.

“
Everything
?” Luca said as he inched her dress
slowly up her leg.

“Yes, goddammit! Everything!”

“I want to be sure. Say it and mean it!”

Lena panted and was dizzy with frustration as Luca pulled
her dress up around her waist. Her leg dropped off the side of the limo seat
and she spread it as far as she could. Luca’s hips dropped down in between her
legs until his hard bulge pressed directly against Lena’s pussy. He commenced
with the grind; rough and fast.

“Oh my God!” Lena shrieked. “Don’t stop, Luca! Don’t you
dare stop!”

Luca stopped.

Lena looked at him and pouted. She wrapped her leg around
his waist and tried to thrust up against him.

Luca reached around and dug his fingertips into the back
of Lena’s thigh and squeezed her leg so tight, Lena bit down on her lip to keep
from screaming.

“I’m sorry, kitten,” Luca said and grinned. “You didn’t
say it.”

“Jesus Christ,” Lena said as she managed to dig her heel
into the back of Luca’s leg. “I said it! I will do everything you say! I will
do everything you say all night!”

“That’s better,” Luca said and released his grip on Lena’s
leg. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“No,” Lena said and spread her leg out across the floor of
the limo. “Just make sure that stays hard.”

“Never, ever a problem for me, my dear.”

Luca reached down and worked his hands in between Lena’s
legs. He wriggled his fingers under her g-string and pressed his fingertips
against her wet flesh. Lena tried to spread her leg so wide she thought she’d
dislocate it. She didn’t care. She wanted Luca’s fingers inside her.