The rain was pouring down, mixing with the blood in the ally. My lover moved with the grace of a jungle cat, trying to finish his prey. Hair glued to his face, he was visibly exhausted. My camera panning to get a better view, I watched as he picked up a single rusty nail. The woman lying on the ground, with her tangled blonde hair and bruised face, screamed out in pain. In one smooth motion, the nail was thrust into her abdomen. Hunching over, blood flowed down her sides. Bending next to her, my camera lens brushed her hair. Spitting her own warm blood in my face, she tried to find her voice.
“You’re going to rot in hell.”
“I already am.”
Using her own broken hand, I wiped the blood from my face. Clearing my vision, I struggled to focus my camera. Night had fallen. The only light came from the faint flashing neon sign that advertised The Wolf Den. It was the strip club Wolf and I owned on the east side of Harlem, New York. The night was dead, and the sun would be up within the hour. Handing Wolf my camera, I straddled the young female. Pinning her arms to the ground, I moved my crimson covered face right in front of hers.
“You’re going to die tonight.” I said with a smile
Her voice once more caught in her throat, which caused Wolf to let out a deep chuckle. Pushing my long black hair behind my right ear, I gave her a little kiss. She twitched, causing my heart rate to pick up. Licking a few drops of blood from the corner of her mouth, she smiled up at me. Tracing the outline of her nose with my long finger nail, we met eyes.
“You’re not afraid of me.”
“You’re weak.”
“Your brother didn’t seem to think so. Not when he was laying exactly where you are.”
“This game won’t last forever.” She laughed
“It will last as long as I desire it.”
In the blink of an eye, I had the rusty nail stuck in her heart. Jerking one last time, she became motionless. Closing her eyes for the last time, I stood up and met Wolf’s gaze. Tossing the camera aside, he threw me against the cold brick wall. Sneaking one last glance at the empty corpse, I turned my full attention to the shadow in front of me.
“You’re so fucking hot covered in blood.” He growled
“I love you.”
“Fuck me.”
I unzipped his pants just as he ripped off my short leather skirt. Neither of my feet touched the ground as Wolf began to finish his chore. His strength left me feeling weak and useless. Slamming my boot on his foot, I felt my stiletto heel break. Breath momentarily stolen from him, I had the opportunity to throw him on the ground. Mounting him at once, I took the place of the dominating partner. Rain poured down on us and a brisk wind caused chills to run down my spine. A crack of thunder erupted behind us, giving the final push we needed.
I stifled my screams as Wolf dug his nails into my back. Our breathing was heavy and uneven. Frozen in the moment, we waited for life to show its ugly face. Still weak in the knees, I tried to stand up. Stumbling, I caught myself on the large metal dumpster. Wolf quickly followed my lead. Playfully, he pecked at my lips.
“It’s your turn to take care of the body.”
“There has got to be a cleaner way to do this.”
