knew it because she had watched every torrid drop of blood ooze from his throat.
Cheat on me ? Your perfect wife ? Rampant taunts echoed through her head. I taught you, didn't I ? You son of a bitch .
She recounted every piece she had carved his body into, and cringed at the memory of every slimy organ packed into plastic trash bags. A chuckle ground its way up her throat when she remembered pouring his remains into the pig troughs at the farms outside of town. Every one of the creatures was desperate with hunger, which ensured there would be nothing left of her dear William for the authorities to discover.
Well , almost nothing . Katelyn's chuckle broke into a full cackle that echoed through the dining room before another clash of thunder drowned it out.
She had propped his head on the dashboard of his Mercedes. She had carved away his eyelids to allow a grand view of the descent after she released the brake. Butterflies had rioted in her guts when she watched the car plummet over the cliff and crash into the turbulent waves hundreds of feet below.
She had never known the full extent to which sorrow and joy could coexist until that moment. Her cackling descended into heartbroken howls and screams.
Smooth, pedicured feet paced the cool kitchen tiles. "If I had never found his other phone, it would have never come to this."
Katelyn twisted her fists in her hair and pulled between rants. "But I knew, even as I sawed your head away from your neck, that I would always miss you."
She turned toward the stainless-steel refrigerator and grinned. "That's precisely why I kept a souvenir."
She knew it would be safe in there. While power may have been out in the rest of the house, a small backup generator ensured there would be fresh water from the well and the food wouldn't spoil.
Anticipation gritted her teeth. Sweet juices drooled from her aching pussy. Katelyn grabbed the handle and opened the refrigerator door with a slow, fluid motion. Halogen lights arced, revealing barren surfaces ex ce pt for the bundle wrapped tight with plastic resting on the bottom s h elf. Tendrils of chilled vapors cascaded from the shelves, raising goose bumps across her flesh. She smiled as she leaned inside, grabbed the package, and tore it open.
Lightning sparked through kitchen windows. Katelyn left the door open and kneeled in the wedge of light reflecting across the floor. She marveled at the diamonds glimmering in the wide-set wedding band affixed to the ring ringer. Joints stiff with rigor swelled beneath pale, mottled skin. She raised the fingertips to her lips and kissed them one after the other. The stench of cold meat laced with cologne painted a sweet aphrodisia over her tongue.
She ran William's hand over her breasts. Her nipples stiffened into sore nubs from the frigid sensation. Tingles raced through her senses, sending spasms through her eager cunt and forcing her asshole to clench. She was too starved for release to endure any more foreplay. She slapped the hand against her clit. Her knees wobbled as the sound echoed off the cabinets.
Fierce winds howled outside and battered the storm windows with debris. Katelyn ground the severed hand against her pussy, summoning a deep moan from her throat. Her toes curled until they cramped from sick delight. Nectar oozed from her pussy, across bones and veins jiggling inside the ragged stump, before forming a small puddle on the floor. Inspired by the sight, she bent two twisted fingers aside and slid their length inside of her ready slit. Cool sensations circled her throbbing g-spot, welling up long-overdue pleasures buried deep inside her. She lost her breath and shuddered into a climax, savoring the sensation of the wedding ba nd digging into her pussy lips.
The storm swelled outside, blowing tiles from the roof, and shaking the fine art lining the mansion walls. Katelyn threw the hand to the side and replaced the dead fingers with her own. Nothing was in her way now. Finally, she