RYKER
The blood felt good on my skin.
That probably said something deeply fucked up about me but I had stopped pretending to be normal a long time ago, stopped caring what it meant that violence made me feel more alive than anything else except maybe Amaris's hands on my body.
Oh, her hands on me and the way she moaned when I did nasty shit to her made me so alive.
I was looking forward to do things to her tonight she wouldn't be able to walk properly for days. The thought of it was already making my cock so hard. She had that effect on me.
I stood under the shower watching red water circle the drain and thought about Commander Bruno's throat tearing open under my jaws, about the way his eyes went wide with fear in those final seconds when he realized no one was coming to save him.
Good.
