Arthit POV
Have you ever known desire to possess. I have. That's how I felt the first time I saw my Kongpob. His chiseled body, his dark hair, sharp eyes and the determined smile all made me want to have him for myself. I could feel the need to claim him, brand him and taste him. And I was certain once I have had that taste I would not be able to let him go. I had never felt like this before. That feeling right there taught me it's more than lust. I wanted him to hold me down, bend me over and push himself into me. I wanted to feel all of him. A fire that never took form with anyone else was felt with a mere look at my Kong.
My lust for him only grew into obsession when he approached me with his idea of buisness and a proposal for me to invest. It was the perfect time to make a move but I had one obstacle. Over the years I found that it was always best to get of troubles before it even starts to take form. My obstacle was Nam.
I didn't feel any remorse thinking of how I was going to get rid of her. No! Why would I? It was not my first kill. I have had my share and I take pleasure in pain.
She was just a convenience for me. I never loved her. But there was sort of an understanding that she would be in my life as I wanted to do away with unwarranted attention. But she was causing more chaos.
I still remember the conversation we had had. Initially I didn't think of killing her as I thought she would walk away. After all we never had a proper relationship. It was all for the show. But she denied. One thing you all must know is no one should deny what I want. I had tried my best to convince her to back off but she didn't. As a result, her fate was sealed.
It was all planned. There was already a killer on the loose. I thought why not add one more to their kills. However, I had my respect for killer. The way all of the kills were planned spoke of his way getting the prey. The killer enjoyed the chase.
My aim of killing Nam was purely personal, but I hoped the killer would leave this as just an inconvenient kill added to his name.
Nam lived alone in her apartment. I was thorough of each nooks of her abode. I found sleeping soundly on her bed. I was irritated that she didn't agree to my opinion. If she had, she would have lived. I didn't know much details about the white rose kills but what I knew was that the killer always left the victim clean and covered in white roses along with a card. I had prepared all of it. I had held Nam's mouth so that she couldn't scream and had tied her hands to the bed post. She had frantically opened her eyes in an attempt to escape me. It was in vain.
"You should have accepted my opinion." Those were my last words to her. Right after that I had slit her wrists and held her down. I had seen how her life was slowly dripping out of her. In minutes all was over. I had then decorated all of her bed with white roses and placed her with her arms folded on her stomach. Cleaned her body and kept the card.
I had always wondered what the killer meant by the words " she was not worth it". But in my case I found it true.
The rest is history. Within the next few days police had contacted me and Kong was there to help me through all of it. I had acted for most part but I was genuinely sorry at a point. Not for Nam but for deceiving my Kong. And it was this that had led me to the decision to tell everything to him.
"Today, finally I will do it." I said aloud.
Thinking of the past was not a way to live in the future. I have my Kong. I should tell him. But I was also sceptical of my decision because I was not sure how he will react. Somehow I had a feeling that he cares more about me than anyone else. I had seen that on the day he came to rescue me from Mark.
I still have my doubts about Mark being the Killer. He seemed more like a scapegoat. Take it from a guy who have seen enough kills to grab that aura of a person. And that experience is what holding me now to tell Kong. I know it's going to be all right.
"I will tell him." Once again I said aloud.
"What are you going tell? And to whom?" I was startled by the dark voice that boomed behind me. It was Kong. I didn't see him there nor did I sense him. Was I going weak on my senses.
" To you.." I said
He walked towards me and pulled me into his arms. Dropped a delicious kiss on my lips leaving me all panting.
"You were saying.." he mocked.
For a moment, I was lost. Lost of all thoughts. But soon I gained my composure to tell what I had decided. I was scared of Kong leaving me but I would tie him to the bed if he denies me. I cannot loose him.
He was standing there watching me. Those brown orbs focussed on my face. Taking in all.
"I want to tell how Nam died. No! No! How she was killed" I looked up to see his face expecting surprise or shock or anything. Instead tehre was smirk on his face. He once again, moved his lips but this time on my neck bitting me. To be exact, marking me. His breathing was covering my neck and I was moaning at his proximity. I knew I need to move away but I couldn't.
He kept on his small bites along with pushing me towards our bed. He pinned me to the mattress and took both of my hands and tied them to the bed post.
"Kong....you..ahhh ...you..ahhh........"
I tired to speak but all I could do was moan. Suddenly I felt Kong closing my mouth with his hands.
"Isn't it how you held her down, tied her hands to the bed post and closed her mouth with your hands so that she can't scream." He said while kissing my jawline. His hands moved to my cock. Since I was taking shower I was only in boxers. He removed those and started pumping my hardened cock. His hands left my mouth and took hold of my waist.
"I....how...ho...do you know?" I was shocked that he was reenacting the day of my kill. How does Kong knows? Does that mean he was aware of it all along?
The whole room erupted in loud laugh. A laugh that belonged to my Kong.
"Baby.......afterall it was a gift from you to me. Shouldn't I know it?" He asked me still keeping his speed up on my cock making me loose all sanity.
"Wh..at...do... do..yo .mean?"
"Whom did you name that kill on?"
This time he said it while taking my cock into his mouth. I was gasping for air with his mouth on me. And his fingers inside my hole. He kept thrusting them.
"W.......white ro...se.......K..ill..er" I squeaked out in between.
"Exactly..."
His one word was all that took me to understand that I was in bed with the most wanted seriel killer of our times. He was the White Rose killer. Not Mark. That means he had framed him effectively.
Before I could contemplate more on what it meant his cock entered my hole in full force. I enjoyed the roughness.
"I know you love it when I am rough with you."
"Oh...oh...damn yes!!"
I was enjoying each of his thrust and moaning loudly for the whole world to hear. I didn't care that he was a killer. Instead it gave me a rush. A feeling of fullness.
"Are you planning to leave me? Since you now know who I am!"
"No!" I screamed...
"I am not! I can't. I don't think I can." He groned hearing my words and thrusted deep. It was all that took for me to come untouched. He soon followed after two three thrust calling my name.
We laid for some minutes before he turned and said
"So we are meant for each other"
"Always...but I want to know how you framed Mark."
"It was not planned but when he put his hands on you. It was meant to happen. " Kong said with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.
"But he is on loose..."
His eyes glinted with mischief.
"Do you think I would let anyone live after they made you like that? My kills even before that was done only because those people approached you" he said nonchalantly.
I was awed. He did that for me.
"That was all those card meant?"
"Yes! They were not worth it"
"I love you.... Always"
I couldn't believe that he was mine. I don't care how he is. All I know is that he is mine.
"I love you too my kitten."
A/N
So my lovelies this is the last chapter. Thank you for being here in this journey with me. I hope you enjoyed it.
I am soon going to start on my new story. Obsessive love. Hope you will support it just the way you did support this one.