Silver Tears(62)

Faye stood up and undressed completely, pulled Alice toward her, kissed her, and then pressed Alice’s head between her legs. Faye groaned and braced herself against the wall.

David looked questioningly at Faye and she nodded. He quickly tore off his own clothes and came to stand next to Faye, in front of Alice. Faye nodded in response to Alice’s unspoken question. She wasn’t jealous. She was the one who was sharing. David. Alice. Right here, right now, there was no one who owned anyone else.

Alice was on her knees, swapping between them to satisfy them both. Faye met David’s gaze, smiled slightly, bit her lip, and took a firmer grasp on Alice’s hair.

“Now it’s our turn. You can watch. Come on.”

Faye took Alice’s hand and pulled her over to the sofas. Alice lay down on her back on one sofa, and Faye lay down on top of her in the reverse direction with Alice’s tongue between her legs. She in turn began to slowly lick Alice. From the corner of her eye, she saw David sit down beside them, his hand moving up and down slowly.



Her eyes darkened with pleasure as Alice licked her. When she felt the orgasm begin to build inside her, she let it explode, and she cried out loud. She stopped licking Alice, rolled to one side on the huge sofa, and looked at David meaningfully.

“I want to see you with her,” she said.

He got up and came over.

Alice got on all fours and presented her ass to David, who quickly penetrated her. Faye felt the excitement shooting through her body in waves as David thrust harder and harder. She began to stroke Alice’s clitoris and she could feel his hard cock striking her hand. With her spare hand, she caressed his balls—they were hanging there loose and warm.

“Do you like that?” she asked him hoarsely, despite the answer being clearly written on his face.

After a while, Faye couldn’t hold herself back—she wanted him. Her entire pussy was throbbing and hot with wetness and desire. She positioned herself next to Alice on all fours too, and he swapped to her. Inebriation meant she saw everything as if through a mist: the light, their naked bodies, the crackling fire.

Voices and panting.

It all felt dreamlike.

Her head was spinning.

Alice’s mouth around her nipples. Alice’s fingers stroking her as David thrust into her so that delicious pain spread throughout her body to every nerve ending.

She said things she had never before said, thought thoughts she had never before thought.

Afterward, all three of them flopped across the sofa. They laughed, breathing heavily. Tender, sweaty, sticky, excitement still lingering in their bodies, ready for more.

Some moments in life, you forget you’re a person, and that in itself is the very essence of humanity, Faye thought to herself as she closed her eyes. Then she felt Alice’s lips moving down her body. She loved Alice. She loved David.





FJ?LLBACKA—THEN

Tomas’s and Roger’s bodies had been swallowed by the foamy surface of the sea. One moment they had existed, now they were just memories. Fish food. The currents around here were countless and wild—I hoped their bodies would never be found.

I grabbed hold of the wheel and maintained the same course that Roger had set.

Sebastian came out of the cabin, where he had been sleeping off his bender. He looked around groggily.

“Where are Roger and Tomas?” he asked, looking surprised.

He came closer and peered at me.

“What’s happened?” he said. “You’ve got blood all around your mouth.”

I had deliberately not bothered to wash it off. I would need to scare Sebastian into silence.

He called out for Tomas and Roger. I watched him without expression.

“They fell into the water,” I said quietly.

“What did you say?”

I fixed my eyes on him and he must have seen something new, something frightening in them. He reeled backward.

“I hit them with an oar and made them fall overboard,” I said, nodding to the oar that was still lying in the very spot where I’d attacked them. “Roger went in straightaway. Tomas clung on, so I bit his hand until he let go. That’s why there’s blood around my mouth.”



Sebastian’s eyes opened wide and he took a step toward me.

“We both know that you won’t dare do anything when you’re on your own,” I said calmly. “Those days are over.”

He stopped a couple of feet away from me. I licked my lips, feeling the metallic taste of Tomas’s blood.

“If you ever touch me again, I’ll kill you, Sebastian. Do you understand? I’m no longer yours to do what you want with. And if you ever tell anyone what happened here, I’ll say it was you who pushed them overboard and tell them everything that happened. I’ve got proof of your rapes.”

The last bit was a lie.

Sebastian muttered something, but I ignored him.

“The only reason you’re alive is that Mom loves you.”

I tried to figure out whether I could feel anything in relation to what I had done. I had killed two people. But I realized with satisfaction that I had simply done what I had to do. To survive. Perhaps it was at that moment that I became an adult.

Sebastian stared at me. But the anger that had been there so clearly was gone. He seemed resigned. Defeated.

“Now I’m going to tell you what to say when we arrive,” I said. “You’re going to tell the police they fell into the water. That we turned back to search for them but that the seas were too heavy. Do you understand? You will then repeat this story every single time anybody asks. For the rest of your life.”