Thriller : The Killer - Destroyed: (Mystery, Suspense, Thriller, Suspense Crime Thriller, Murder) (ADDITIONAL BOOK INCLUDED ) (Suspense Thriller Mystery, Serial Killer, crime) (3 page)

I looked up to find a very distressed looking Naomi standing in the doorway watching me with that overly cautious fashion you use around mad people who might snap. Trying my best to look nonchalant and unconcerned by her sudden appearance, I leaned against the counter. "Hangover cure," I explained with a completely straight face.

Naomi managed to dredge up some approximation of a smile and nodded. "Oh, I see. Does it work?"

"It does as a matter of fact," I answered, wondering just what kind of an idiot would accept that as an excuse in the first place. "The pain gives you something to focus on and make you realise how much worse you could be feeling."

"How clever," Naomi exclaimed, forcing me to ask myself just who was humouring whom. I raised an eyebrow in an unspoken enquiry as to her presence and she gave a slightly nervous giggle. "I just came to see how you're doing. We haven't seen you at mealtimes."

"I've been doing my own thing," I apologised with a shrug and a smile. "But I appreciate your concern."

Pausing, Naomi studied me for a moment or two before making her way further into the room and perching on one of the stools by the breakfast bar. She went to bite her lip, but visibly caught herself in time and cleared her throat instead. "Actually Blake, it's more than just mealtimes, we barely see you at all." Breaking off to think of some way of phrasing her thoughts, Naomi tucked a long errant strand of curling hair behind her ear before continuing. "I know you had your heart broken before you came here and, well… The best way of getting over someone that important isn't shutting your friends out."

My smile was definitely feeling forced now. Damn Carly and her bloody back-story. "I assure you, it really wasn't that serious."

Naomi pursed her lips as she tilted her head back to look at me through slightly narrowed eyes. I'd seen that expression on my mother, usually when I was trying to convince her that I wasn't the one responsible for the fact that all the alcohol in the house appeared to have been consumed. Admittedly when my mother was using that look, I normally deserved it, but this time I must confess to feeling somewhat persecuted. And just how the hell could Naomi believe whatever pile of crap Carly told her over the evidence of her own eyes? I was clearly not heartbroken and pining over some lost love. And who in their right mind would dump me for a girl anyway? I mean 
honestly
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KILL OR BE KILLED

1.                  
   The Erotic Flashback.
   

He was certainly a mercenary, he had this particular swagger, this incredible poise, even when crossing the river banks or hacking through jungles sweating out his guts.

Captain ‘Killer’ Kelly had followed him for six miles through the night. Across the river bank, through a section of the Singha Raja Forest; now he was resting, getting his breath in short, gasping snorts preparatory to traverse the home stretch.

Home of Praba, the Satan of war, the vicious terrorist whose religion was taking lives, the shedding of blood, the stirring of maniacal passion in men who would be far better off home screwing their wives, tilling their fields drinking their Palmyra palm toddy, loving their children.

The mercenaries were the left hand of this fanatic who loved war above everything and who lived in ultimate comfort and protection and seclusion among his fellow fanatics deep in the jungle. 

It was captain ‘killer’ Kelly’s job to bring the man out from his jungle lair. To topple the mad men. To eliminate the rebel group, to educate the mad-man’s followers or kill them, to bring peace once again to Elephant pass and peace to the northern province.

Captain Kelly’s job for the moment was to topple Selva a petty chief and the eastern province war lord.

As a highly trained commando his mission was to penetrate deep into the jungle where the terrorist were taking refuge and also terrorizing the innocent indigenous people living there. His job as a sniper was to bring the leader of a small group of terrorists from his jungle lair.

To eliminate this despot. His superiors threw the challenge on their faces and as none was prepared to volunteer, captain Kelly, like the ass hole he was volunteered least expecting that the mission would be a one man show. If he had known what he learned, he probably wouldn’t have spoken too soon, but now it was too late. He knew he had a great deal more to learn, all of it bad, he was to live off the land alone and confront a small group of terrorists armed to the teeth. What he didn’t know was how many were there in this particular group. He was dropped off at the edge of the jungle and from there he was on my own.

In his camouflage kit he increased his pace, sweating like a eunuch with an erection trying to find cover quick. He checked his weaponry. He had his AK47 hanging lose by its strap around his neck along with a long barreled sniping rifle with a silencer fixed, there were a couple of grenades, there was a Rambo knife strapped on the inner side of his left thigh almost touching his testicles a long machete on his hip and a somewhat primitive weapon, a small but sophisticated cross bow and arrows. In short he was a walking arsenal.

With stealth he penetrated the jungle and stood near a trail, behind some low grown trees, keeping an eye out for his unseen foes. He saw a shadow of a moment and stood dead still and saw a terrorist, he was so sure of himself he did not bother about stealth, he acted as if it was his domain. Kelly  let him pass him and trailed him about one hundred yards behind. He was making his way towards a small mud thatched house of one of the indigenous people.

There was a feminine scream that rent the quite jungle night, it told him one thing, and only one, and the indigenous old man had a daughter. The terrorist knew about her. He had stopped for fun and frolic, and she was not interested. The terrorists advances had failed to charm the lass.

Kelly gripped the crossbow tight and dashed noiselessly towards the house; He armed the crossbow with an arrow. Time was important, but silence was vital. There was a whole group of terrorist lurking in the area. One shot and the sound would bring the whole damned lot on his trail. Screams, especially feminine ones, did not send them crashing out of their jungle hideout. Feminine screams had been rather commonplace in this vicinity.

They would never become commonplace with him.  His batman had told him once, “Sir, you will never fall prey to the real enemy. You will get yours, sir, on the trail of a woman’s skirt.”  The women he played around with, he visualized one woman with whom he had spent a week back. Kelly had met her at the officers mess, after a few rounds of drinks the lady had invited him to her home, which he accepted gladly. She was the wife of another officer who was engaged in the combat area. Since the reason for the invitation was quite obvious no sooner than Kelly reached the lady’s home, her name being Judy.  Kelly pulled Judy to him and undid the band at her waist slipped her dress over her shoulders and let it slip to the floor. She gasped and bent down. Kelly thought she was going to retrieve her dress instead; she was fumbling with his pant.

She was in some kind of urgency to get it off. Kelly felt that she was really starved for sex. As a matter of fact, she really was. For almost two long months she has had no sex with a man, she had been masturbating throughout.

Kelly let her drop his pant to the floor and take his organ in her mouth. She sent her mouth in and out and got his prick erect. Slowly he raised her, placed his mouth on her breasts and sucked her boobs. Because of her haste, he slowly lifted her face and placed a long kiss on her lips, taking time to slide his hands to her pulsing clit and rubbing it.

Her sexual hunger was so profuse that she was already wet in her pussy. Kelly was getting a hard on himself; he pressed his stiff penis against Judy’s crotch and let her fondle it with her hands. Judy took his tool in her hands and tenderly pushed the foreskin back and felt his knob he too was emitting a minute amount of seminal fluid, which was wetting Judy’s hands.

She was moving her hands forward and back, enjoying the feel of a hard cock after so long. She had his cock pressed against her belly button hard. Kelly was giving attention to her clit. He, after giving her clit a good rub spread her labia wide and entered her vagina with his fingers. He sent his fingers in steadily and slowly and felt his hands getting wet with her clitoral juices. He kept his fingers turning and twisting inside and felt Judy convulse in ecstasy. As she was getting her initial orgasm, she moaned and pressed her body hard against Kelly.

“Ooooh, its been such a long time,” she whispered in his ears. Kelly continued his probing with one hand while his other caressed Judy’s firm breasts. He kept pinching her cherry like nipples and massaged them alternately. He extracted his mouth from Judy’s and took her boobs in his mouth; he licked and sucked them making Judy gain orgasm again.

Kelly was reaching Judy’s G-spot repeatedly and making Judy squirt her juices in his hands and her own thighs. Kelly withdrew his hand from her clit and took it in his mouth; he licked her juices first and then sent his tongue in probing. Judy lost count of the number of orgasms she had. She grasped his head and pulled him up slowly, and went down on his dick, she licked all round it and then gave it a good suck, Kelly, too, was getting his orgasms and ready to give Judy her initial thrust. He grabbed Judy by her ass with both hands and entered her clitoris with his erect rod. Judy sent her arms around his neck and clung on, she gripped his butt with her legs and started rocking her own butt while Kelly kept thrusting his cock in.

She was so hungry for sex she climaxed very fast and so did Kelly “Judy I’m Cumming.” He moaned.

“Shoot, Kelly, shoooot.” Judy cried as they climaxed together and Kelly shot his semen into Judy for the very first time. They were so hungry for each other; they did not have the patience to fuck each other in bed like a decent couple.

Judy did not let up, she dropped her legs as Kelly released his hold on her butt. She bent down immediately on his limp dick and licked his juice coated dick savoring every bit of fluid and making Kelly’s prick come alive again.

Once she had his cock erect to a certain degree, she led him to the bed. They sat side by side and she let Kelly have full access to her boobs. He massaged her firm breasts with both hands with intermittent clippings on the cherry pink nipples and then sucked them good.

Judy pushed him back and made him recline with his tool up. She straddled him on his belly and slid down towards his prick and as his prick rubbed against her ass, she lifted her ass and pressed her clitoris into his erect cock, once she had it in, she made herself comfortable and started rocking her hips, she was now virtually fucking Kelly.

As she kept going Kelly propped himself slowly and grabbed her dangling boobs, he kept a steady massage on them. Once again they were getting high. Kelly made her withdraw her pussy, roll over, and crouch taking a position like a fetus. Her ass was up in the air he had his fingers digging into her clit for some time and then he entered her penetrating deep into her, he started pumping her canine style as she gradually gained orgasm she gathered her legs closer almost crossing them and gripped Kelly’s prick tight with her vaginal muscles.

Kelly felt a superlative sensation. “My god, Judy
that is marvelous.”

He increased his thrusts and began to cum. Judy, too, climaxed so she turned around and took Kelly’s prick in her mouth just before he spilled his sperm, he shot into her and Judy gulped down every drop of his warm love juice. Having sated themselves the second time they relaxed and took a brief respite. Their erotic illicit sex lasted until dawn and during that period they had a record number of mating. Kelly spilled his sperm into Judy seven times.

KILL OR BE KILLED

1.                  
   The Rescue Mission.
   

Another scream brought Kelly down to earth. A wild, frightened bird from the trees responded with a horrible shriek. Then there was silence, so silent that he was able to hear the small crickets behind him. He disappeared into the shadows, but avoided the front door. The first three windows produced nothing of interest – an overturned chair, a smashed pitcher, a rumpled mat, all indicating signs of struggle, at the fourth window, he saw the indigenous old man and his wife huddling on their mat, they were tied together.

The next window said it all. The terrorist had stripped the girl, who was one hell of a ripe-looking young thing; she was cowering naked on her narrow cot. Her black hair fell in cascades about her tear-stained face, covering most of her nubile breasts. She was trying to cover herself, but her slender hands couldn’t handle all the chores at once. The terrorist was slipping off his pants, his tongue out, his bulging eyes taking in the view of her nipples, creamy breasts, pubic hair, rounded little belly, the long expanses of thigh that glistened enticingly in the dim light.

The terrorist slung his trousers against a far wall and began to unbutton his shirt; Kelly edged his hands up to the window frame. The Rambo knife was clamped tightly in his teeth, the shirt was off, going the way of the trousers. The terrorist was a husky one. His muscles rippled in the dim light as he whisked off a grimy tee shirt and snaked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and jerked down quickly. His back was to Kelly, so he couldn’t tell what was going on in front until he saw the girl’s eyes widen.

She was staring at his crotch. What she saw brought new terror. Once again Kelly’s thoughts went roaming back to another incident where he happened to be at home on a five days furlough and taking a bath. He heard the bathroom door open and he stopped stroking himself. “Sir, are you there?” Ruth the house maid asked

“Ummh, yeah,” he said echoing in the tiled shower. I’ll be done soon.”

“Okay, Sir,” Ruth said cheerfully. “Sorry to interrupt.” He heard the bathroom door close and silence followed, just the sound of the shower pouring over him. He poured some more body wash into his hand and began to stroke himself again, The moist sound of him stroking his cock were a little loud and made him stroke faster. Suddenly the shower curtain moved aside a little and Ruth stood there looking at him, what   she saw did not bring terror to her eyes instead she was smiling, and she was naked.

“Ruth!” he said. “What are you doing?”

“I’ve been here,” she said, still smiling. “I closed the door and stayed in here, I wanted to see you…naked. Then I heard you masturbating so I got naked for you.” 

“For me?” he asked, taking his hand off his cock, then wanting to put it back over his cock to cover himself in her presence.

“Yeah, for you,” she replied.

She stepped into the shower and moved the shower curtain closed behind her. Ruth was stunning; her body was so perfect, curvaceous yet athletic, her buttocks and breasts were so full and tempting, hard not to grab them.

“You like what you see?”She asked him.

“I…I…Yes, yes I do,” he replied.

“You can touch if you want to,” she said still smiling at him.

“I don’t really think I should…” he said, sounding down trodden as he said that. Her smile didn’t abate at that, as he thought it would. She grabbed the body wash next to her, poured some into her hand, and then started to rub it onto her body, slowly touching herself while looking at Kelly the whole time. Her hands glided over her naked body, over her lean abs, her muscular thighs, her pussy, her breasts. Her nipples were cherry pink and hard, he noticed. She was moaning in pleasure too. Then she poured more body wash onto her palm, reached forward and touched Kelly’s dick, stroking the body wash over. Kelly groaned loudly, and had to place his hands on the tiled wall to steady himself.

“Mmm,” Ruth said, working his dick with one hand, and then grabbing his balls with the other. I’ve always wanted to do this for you...”

“Oh, really?” he asked her.

“Yeah, always wondered what it looked like, what it felt like.” She replied…. “Have you ever …wondered about me?” she asked. About my body… I mean?”

“Well, I always thought you were very pretty, attractive, but I didn’t know how you looked like…naked.” He said.

Kelly reached forward and held her hip in his hands. Her skin was very soft, so wet and inviting. He just had to feel more, and he let them. He glided his hands around her thighs, her sides, down to her ass. He gave a guttural sound of lust as he squeezed her ass in both hands. She moaned and giggled, stroking his dick harder.

“Oh God, Ruth,” he said. “Oh God I want you.”

“Oookay,” she said. “Then take me, right here.”

“I would need …protection,” he told.

“Don’t be scared, I’ve been on the pill for quite a long time.”

“Really, why?” he asked.

“Small problems,” she said stroking his dick.

“Not for sex?” he asked.

“No, I am still a virgin,” she said.“I’ve wanted this for some time now,” she said in earnestness.

She let go of his cock and lunged forward, bringing her face to his and kissing him deeply, her tongue working its way in and around his mouth. She held him, kissed passionately, and pressed her naked and wet body against his. They were both moaning, enjoying every moment of the kiss. Ruth tasted so great but her softness and closeness is what drove him over the edge. His passion flared, he held her close, and neither of them seemed to realize that his stiff hard dick was stiff between their bodies. She was feeling him everywhere while their tongues intertwined and he felt her body as well. He cupped her ass, enjoying the feel of such a young body under his hands.

He broke the long kiss, and kissed her neck holding her close. Holding him tight, she threw her head back and, moaning a little while, He kissed his way around her neck. He kissed his way down her body, forcing them to lose their grips but she was eager for this. He kissed his way over her wet breasts; they were so firm, so perky, glistening with water. He groaned and grunted in desire as he kissed his way further down her body, sliding his hands all over her from waist down.

He got to one knee in the shower, water still pouring down their bodies, and kissed his way down to the area between her legs. She moaned and giggled, reacted to each kiss near her pussy as if she was getting bolts of electric shocks. She held the back of his head and pressed as he kissed her very aroused and hard clit.

“Oooh!” she screamed as he started to lick her clit and swirl his tongue around it. She was enjoying it very much, and he remembered that she had said that she was a virgin. If that was a fact, then she hadn’t felt it and he realized not many virgins experience their first time with some middle-aged man than a teen.

He grabbed her ass, pulled her into his mouth, swirled his tongue around her clit and looked up at her. Water was dripping down on to him from her breasts. He pressed her clit against his upper teeth with his tongue, held it there while licking around it very fast and sucking hard and releasing.

“Holy…shit!” Ruth closed her eyes and cried out. “Oh God, that feels so good!”

He put his right hand and parted her thighs gently, making her to move her feet apart while standing in the shower. Once he had room, he stuck his middle finger halfway into her cunt. She was incredibly wet in there, and not from the shower. She inhaled sharply, gasping a few times while he twirled his finger around in her tight wet clit. He started to rapidly squirm his finger in that motion, staying on that G-spot, while licking her clit in frenzy and sucking with various degrees of suction.

Ruth kept on screaming “Oh-my-God-oh-my-God-oh-my-God!” until her breath held and began to cum on his finger and down his chin. It was hard to tell how much of her wetness was coming down his chin, since the shower was pouring water over them, as her spasms were unmistakable, her hips thrusting into his face while he kept licking and sucking, kept twitching his finger rapidly inside her. Her tight cunt squeezed his finger and she gripped the hair on the back of his head almost to a point of hurting him. He started to decrease the speed of his finger movements as her orgasm started to recede after its peak.

When her orgasm was done, he stood up and kissed her on the lips. “God that was amazing…T-Thank you.” She said.

“Glad you liked it,” he said, smiling at her.

“Want me to turn off the shower?”

“No, we can still have fun in here, she said. “Now I want you to take me.”

His cock was throbbing between them, he did want her desperately.

“What about…?” he asked. “I mean, you being a virgin…would you be …hurt?”

She laughed a little. “Don’t be silly, while I’m a virgin… I’ve been playing with some dildos and vibrators for a while. No problem at all.”

“Ruth, he said. “Naughty girl…” he teased and kissed her. She turned around, and then bent over, grabbing a tile shelf across the shower. Her ass was right in front of him, he squeezed and spanked it. She shook her ass a little in encouragement, and He spanked it again. He put the tip of his penis into her pussy, and when she thrust her body back at him to take more of his cock into her; he pulled back, keeping only the knob inside. She said. “C’mon, I really want you.”

He held her hips firmly and gently slid more of his cock into her, pulled out, slid it in again. “Uuumm, that’s it…” Ruth was purring.

Then He suddenly shoved the whole of his cock into her at once.

“Oooo!!” she moaned in delight. Then he started a regular, quicker paced rhythm, burying his cock inside her. He moaned in pure delight. He was so tight, felt so incredible. He grabbed her breasts from behind her. He kept a hard thrust on her as he held her tits in his hands.

“Oh yes! Yes!” she screamed. “Fuck me harder! Harder! Yes!”

By now, he was going nuts, fucking her as fast and deep as he could. Her tight pussy gripped his cock felt well as it moved in and out. He was getting to the point of orgasm soon. He withdrew out of her, had her stand up. He grabbed her body, his prick shoved upward and resting on her ass slightly between her cheeks. He pulled her body close to his and kissed her neck, one hand grabbing her waist, the other her breasts. Ruth moaned, purred, wriggled her hips a little to feel his hardness pressing a little between her ass cheeks. She kissed him and spread her legs, resting her body against the tiled wall.

Kelly spread his legs a little, lowering his body so he could thrust into her. He shoved his cock into her pussy, all the way in with one motion, and held her against the wall. She closed her eyes, smiled bit her lower lip. He penetrated her slow and deep, relishing at how tight her pussy was.

“Oooohh.. Sir.” She moaned. “Your cock feels so good inside me…” Ruth was panting, and heaving, eyes closed, his slow thrusts being gripped by her young cunt. He gradually picked up momentum, thrusting a little faster. Her breasts moved as her breathing picked up speed as he did inside her. He fucked her harder and quicker. Then, all of a sudden, her clit got even tighter. Ruth was starting to cum again and was getting almost too tight almost restricting his thrusts. 

“Yyyyyeeesss!!” she screamed as she came harder than she had before. His cock grew even more rigid inside her as he began to cum, to shoot his load into her with large spurts. Soon he was yelling and moaning, grunting as he came more and more into her. They were both crying out in sheer pleasure as their orgasms prolonged each other’s orgasm. When they were both done, he pulled out of her and they both clung to each other as if they would fall.

After a time she reached over and turned the shower off. “Sir, do you know something... once I over heard you with another woman, having sex, one night. And I never knew she could make those sounds, you were driving her crazy. I just fingered myself just listening to you two and came.

“I’ve got to tell you something,” Kelly said.

“What.” She asked.

“I really feel guilty… cheating on my girl.” Kelly declared.

It was then that the girl gave Kelly the opportunity to act without alarming the terrorist group or getting his head blown off. The terrorist’s rifle was leaning against the cot and the girl made a lunge for it. She moved fast. The terrorist was late in responding, but he flipped away his short and dashed for the rifle just as the girl closed her hands on the barrel.

Kelly lunged through the window. The girl was squealing, the man roaring, so his entrance was lost. He leaped in headfirst, ducking his head low and landed in the middle of the room on his heels and butt, then flipped up to his feet. The terrorist’s hands grasped the stock of the rifle, turned abruptly and glared at me, teeth and gums bared like an animal’s.

Kelly had the small crossbow aimed at his chest and squeezed the trigger and the death dealing arrow hissed through the air and found its mark. The shaft buried itself deep and the terrorist gave a convulsive jerk and dropped to the ground like cow dung he was dead. The girl screamed again and again, Kelly knew she would. It was over and what he learned during the next few minutes made him sick to his stomach.

After untying the indigenous old couple he learned that the girl, Gomari had lost her virginity three months ago when the terrorist had arrived. The same way she was about to lose her free will tonight. For three months, Gomari had callers almost nightly. Even though her parents knew the routine and never fought, the routine was always the same.