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Excerpt from The Lust Garden
Inside the mind of killer with his first victim…
He closed his eyes for a moment, pausing the metaphorical reel of film he’d just created. Her gargling, desperate gasps for air sang between his eardrums, pleasuring him like the sweet moisture of intimacy. Shockwaves spread and his body wanted to orgasm, but shivered instead, feeling the pressure like a feather in arctic rain.
This youthful lamb would never be enough to quench his thirst, but he allowed her flaccid escape attempts to linger. Her eyes, luring and wide, had hooked him from the beginning. Such innocence in those almond shapes that were so similar to what he ultimately craved. But still, she was nothing compared to what waited for him on the dark horizon.
She was frantic now, her darting irises rolling from side to side in pure terror. The smoky blue shade was all but erased by her nickel-sized pupils and her yellow mane of hair that matted against her cheeks. Through those small clouds, did she see him eclipsing the light?
It was time.
His euphoria started to evaporate. He knew from the moment he’d gripped her tiny neck that it was fleeting. Even now, he was still parched, with flames scorching his throat. But he could hold the moment. He was in control and could savor the conquest to taste the sweetness beyond.
Grabbing a fistful of the lamb’s hair, he brought her mouth to the surface for a short reprieve. Her pink, full lips opened and she ravaged the air like a starved dog, sucking harshly and finishing with a deafening cry that echoed against the tiles. Instinctively, he cupped her mouth and silenced her wails, submerging her yet again.
He was ready now.
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