COLE: THE MADMAN: Book 3 (A Phoenix Club Serial Thriller)

PROLOGUE: MAD MOTIVES

"We've all got the power in our hands to kill,

But most people are afraid to use it.

The ones who aren't afraid,

Control life itself."

—Richard Ramirez

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Headlights cut through the darkness, casting an eerie glow across the surface of the ground fog as the car rolled up the old dirt road and parked beneath the trees. The engine shut off and silence engulfed the interior of the car.

The teen boy sat behind the wheel, staring through the front windshield, a heat in his blood that burned hotter than usual.

"Why did we come out here?" his girlfriend, Lilith, asked from the passenger seat.

"So, we could be alone," the boy mumbled dully. "The woods are romantic, don't you think?"

Lilith looked around doubtfully and shrugged, emitting a small laugh. "More creepy than romantic."

The boy pfted. "Creepy? Nah. Is this creepy?" He drew her closer and kissed her mouth. Lilith moaned and leaned into him. The kid slid his hand up her thigh, under her skirt, and between her legs. Lilith whimpered when he began getting her off.

"Uuhhh..." the girl gasped and rocked against his fingers. "Yes... uummm..." She clutched his shirt, breathing faster, then came on his fingers. "Oh my god..."

"Now me?" the boy rasped.

Lilith smiled and opened his pants and pushed her hand inside his underwear. She massaged his hard dick a moment before tugging it free of his pants. The boy kissed her hard as she stroked him, his groans spilling into her mouth. He broke the kiss and directed her mouth to his erect member. Lilith moaned pleasurably and eagerly sucked him.

"Yeah, baby," the boy groaned, resting his hand on her head, and moving her up and down. "Suck it good." When his balls began to tighten, he lifted her off him, applied a condom, and pulled her into his lap. Lilith reached down and pulled aside her panties, allowing her boyfriend's hard cock to slide inside her wet entrance. "Uummm..." the boy shuddered and grabbed her waist, pumping himself up inside her. "Fuck, yeah."

Lilith opened her blouse, exposing her small breasts, as she rode him with mounting urgency. "Oh, baby," she moaned, clutching his face, kissing his mouth. "Oh, baby, you feel so good."

The boy squeezed her tits and fucked her harder, practically bouncing her in his lap. She grabbed the headrest of the seat to steady herself and panted loudly, unevenly. He knew that sound—she was about to orgasm. He thrust harder and she came, gasping sharply as she curled forward, hugging his head, her hot breath puffing his ear.

"Oh my god, Danny... I love you... I love you so much," she whimpered.

The boy didn't return the sentiment as he focused on his pending orgasm. He gouged her ass with both hands and fucked her furiously, almost viciously, and filled the condom. He hated condoms but her dad would never allow her to go on the pill. If her old man thought she was out fucking around, he would beat her senseless—then come after the boy who was sticking it to her. The kid didn't worry about it; let the bastard come after him. He had something for the old fucker.

Lilith remained in his lap, kissing his face and neck, running her fingers through his hair. She enjoyed the after-sex affection and shit. He did not. He'd tolerated it up till now, but anymore, it annoyed him.

"Enough," he muttered and put her back in the passenger seat and climbed out of the car. He walked around to the rear of the vehicle, discarded the loaded condom, and took a piss, then fastened his pants and leaned against the trunk, staring into the dark woods. After a moment, he opened the trunk and took out the hunting knife stashed in there.