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cried out and her release seemed to trigger his as he gave
one last thrust, hard enough it was almost painful.
    He slumped over her, burying his head in the curve of
her neck and peppering her throat with kisses. "Keira, Keira, fuck
me..."
    She clasped her arms and legs around him, laughing and
panting for air. "Again? Already?" she
teased.
    He lifted his head, gave one last, soft pump of his
hips, and kissed her lips gently. "Give me five minutes."

 
    Chapter Six
     
    They showered together afterwards, Dom taking care to
soap every inch of her, then drying her off with an intense attention that
Keira found as arousing as anything else he'd done to her. He stood behind her,
his cock hard and ready against her ass as he dried her hair. They went back to
the bedroom with every intention of getting filthy all over again.
    Before they could do more than fall on the bed,
however, Dom's phone started ringing. He swore, rubbing his forehead.
"What timing."
    "Can't you ignore it?" she asked.
    He shook his head. "That's my work phone.
Something's happened."
    Fear shot through her. She'd managed to forget the
Slasher in Dom's arms, but now he rushed to the front of her mind again. "Another murder?" Her voice trembled.
    "I don't know, love." He kissed her and went
to answer. Keira sat on the bed, hugging her knees and feeling oddly
vulnerable. When he returned, his face was black as thunder. She jumped up and
went to him. He folded his arms around her, holding her tightly. "I have
to go."
    "It's him, isn't it?"
    "We don't know. It might be something, it might
be nothing. But I have to follow it up." He squeezed her and kissed her
hair. "You'll be alright, yeah? I won't be long."
    What could she say? She couldn't stop him, didn't have
the right to say, "No, stay with me." She pasted on a smile.
"I'll be fine. Go and do your job."
    Dom didn't look happy as he left, but he said nothing.
Keira made sure the front and back doors were locked after he was gone. Then,
unsure of what else to do, she went to bed to wait for Dom to come back.
    ****
    She thought she'd struggle to sleep, that fear of
another OBE, another murder would keep her awake. But tucked
up in Dom's bed, with the smell of him rich on the pillows, she fell asleep
just as easily as she had on his sofa. She didn't dream.
    She couldn't say what woke her. A
noise, a smell, some instinct...something.
    In the heavy darkness of Dom’s bedroom, Keira listened
to her own breathing echo in her ears – and someone else’s.
    A fine, electric thread of terror wove through her.
The same instinct that jerked her awake urged her now to flee, triggered some
deep, primitive part of her. But she didn’t dare move, didn’t dare give herself
away. She lay still, holding her breath, listening to the soft, steady
breathing of the other person in the room. He sounded close – by the window? By the wardrobe? She’d have to raise her head to check and
she couldn’t.
    Now would be a great time to be able to escape her
body.
    “I know you’re awake."
    The voice was low, rough, sending hot flashes through
Keira. She’d never heard his voice – he’d never said a word when he was
attacking her six years ago, but with the same intuition that had taken her to his
house this morning, she knew, knew ,
it was him. The Shoreditch Slasher.
    “I always knew I’d find you again. I knew you were
watching me.”
    Before she could react, he was on her, pinning her to
the bed with his weight. She tried to cry out, but his hand gripped her throat,
choking the air from her. He forced her onto her back, knees on either side of
her hips to keep her in place, and loomed over her. It was a grim parody of the
way Dom had held her earlier and the thought made her want to vomit. He wore the
balaclava she remembered so well, hiding his face completely, but she knew him, would always know him, until her dying breath.
    “Did you like it? Did it get you off, seeing what I
did?” he asked her, voice heavy with lust