I can’t let NaNo go completely. I can’t say for sure where this falls in the story, but it’s in there. NaNo’s unedited so forgive me for not correcting here.

The moment he slid into her wetness he felt like he’d come home. Brushing a finger over her full bottom lip, he just grazed the edge of the clothe hanging from her mouth. He hung there, his hips pressed flush to her body, savoring the way she gripped him.

“God, Katie, you’re so tight.”

She whimpered, her eyes wide and frantic as he held her gaze. Her pupils had dilated, engulfing the bewitching brown irises he loved. Her thighs quivered as he slid his fingertips up to her bent knees, bypassing the ropes holding her thighs open, and down to grip her hips.

“I’ve waited for this moment for years.” He withdrew slowly and then pushed back in with a deep groan. “Years to get it right, to make up for the first time we met and show you how much I love you.”

He noted the way her eyes closed, her face contorting with each measured thrust. It excited him watching the wealth of expressions that changed in her eyes. Tears rolled down the sides of her face, dampening her hair at the temples. He watched in fascination as her mascara ran in inky rivulets, her eyes wide and almost pleading. It was easy to hear her begging for him to take her harder, deeper, faster. Her body practically begged for it.

The smile he offered was tender, his vision wavering for a moment. “I love you so much, Katie. You’re my girl always and forever.”

Leaning forward, he captured her lips in a hard kiss. When her struggle began anew, he pinned her to the bed with his body and plunged into her. Her muffled cry spurned him on. The need became frantic then, an all-consuming storm that brought forth an animalistic rage in him. He took, his hand circling her throat almost without conscious thought as he drove into her open body. His fist tightened until her movements grew sluggish and the fight leached out of her slowly.

He held her dark eyes, his teeth bared in a snarl as he fucked her mercilessly. It took little time before she broke beneath him, her body going limp and allowing him to slid that much deeper into heaven. The way her face relaxed into an almost peaceful expression, the frantic look gone from her eyes, was what put him over the edge. He froze, his cock expanding in her wet depths, and exploded with a guttural groan.

“Katie,” he breathed as he collapsed on her limp body. His lips sought the side of her neck to lay I tender kiss on her sweaty skin. “My Katie.”

The heat of the fantasy was slow to dissipate, the ghost of Katie’s whispered words of requited love. She’d whisper his name, telling him all the things he needed to hear from her sweet lips. Every day brought him closer to that moment with her.

His cock stayed ramrod straight in the wet of her body even after cumming so hard. The urge to take her again nearly overcame his good sense, but he knew he didn’t have time for another go before he went to his true love.

It took him a long moment to realize the body beneath him had no signs of life, his mind occupied with his waning ecstasy. He finally hoisted himself up and placed a finger at her pulse point. A soft sigh slipped from his lips as he realized he’d let the beast inside take over again. What a pity, this one was almost as beautiful as his Katie.


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      Cara Thereon

      Reader’s Digest version is he’s stalking someone that he’s raped in the past and is now obsessed with. I give his pov a fair amount in the story. He’s killing women who resemble the girl he’s obsessed with

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