The Profilers by Suzanne Steele Read Free Book Online

turned the corner from where their car was parked. She reached up to turn the overhead light off and caught her partner by surprise when she roughly fisted a handful of his hair, forcing him in towards her face where he could clearly see her pinched expression. Her voice came out in a vicious growl as she addressed him, “If you ever call that bitch, or any other woman, I’ll beat your ass bloody with a cane. You would do well to take my threats very seriously. I have a sadistic streak, boy, and believe me when I tell you that you don’t want to be on the receiving end of it!” Her lips crashed down on his violently. Their teeth clashed as she roughly raped his mouth. Her hand reached down, firmly gripping his cock that was so hard from her rough treatment of him, that she was tempted to sit on it and milk him of every drop of come in his balls. She would definitely be going home with him when their shift ended.
     
     

Lisa tucked her son into the bed of the woman who was her mother by blood, but a stranger by all other accounts. She hadn’t known what to expect when she finally broke down and made her identity known. She had to admit that she was pleasantly surprised when the woman had offered her home to her as a haven from the danger of her husband.
    She smoothed the blanket over her son as he squirmed, trying to get comfortable in the bed they would be sharing. She knew she was safe here because her husband had no idea that she knew the identity of her birth mother. She had actually been searching her husband’s computer for evidence of the affair she knew he was having when she found the files regarding her adoption. She never breathed a word to him about what she had found. Years of his abuse had taught her to be sneaky in order to survive. She knew all his well thought out hiding places. She knew who his mistress was. Hell, she even knew about his financial records that he had gone out of his way to hide from her. It was how she’d found out that he had a million dollar life insurance policy taken out on her. She wondered how long it would take for him and his mistress to come up with a solid plan to kill her. That is, if they hadn’t already.
    Her need to survive wasn’t about just her anymore. It was about that precious, little boy tucked away in a stranger’s bed. After all, that’s what the woman was to them—a stranger. That little boy sleeping was her hero. He was the one who had not only given her the strength to leave her abuser, but also the courage to find the mother that her father had robbed her of years ago. Oh, she had looked him up too. She was beyond shocked when she found out that he had been killed in some seedy motel by some trite hooker while he played at his kinky sex games. How embarrassing it must have been for the woman who had been so subjugated by the man that she had given her own daughter away at his behest.
    Lisa spoke softly to her son as she gently rubbed his cheek. “I would never give you away, my precious, little blessing. You’re the only good thing that has come out of my marriage. You don’t ever have to worry about me leaving you like she left me.”
    She turned the small lamp on the nightstand off and made her way over to her side of the bed. She would be asleep in a matter of moments, feeling something that hadn’t felt in a long time—safety.
     

Rene stood behind David whispering threats in his ear as he stood, stretched out and tied to the posts, at the end of the bed. She had spread him out, up, and open but she had purposely kept him standing so she had access to all the parts of his body she planned on tormenting.
    “Do you know why I enjoy inflicting pain upon you, David? That question is rhetorical in nature but I’ll be nice tonight and fill you in. Your pain enables me to feel. I have a tad bit of an addiction—a nasty little sadistic addiction to inflicting pain on others. To put it simply, I like to hurt handsome, attractive, strong, and in