9. Bleed With Me
Bleed With Me
Hayes
Standing back against the gravestone, I watch Liv disappear into the fog. Footsteps approach from behind and I turn my head.
“Yo man, you seen Ezran?” Parker asks and I shake my head.
“I haven’t seen anyone since the game. Listen man. I’m sorry for fucking up tonight.” I say but he shakes his head.
“It’s fine, Hayes. We all have our bad days. Just don’t make it a habit. Fuck the girl out of your head.” He laughs.
“Oh, I plan on it, for days! Have fun catching Syd. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I laugh, taking off into the fog, passing an array of colors. Keeping my eyes peeled for red, I try not to trip over the headstones as I continue to hunt for my girl.
“Come out, Little Liar. It’s time to be claimed.” I taunt as a faint giggle hits my ears to the right. I turn, changing directions as a faint glow of red is seen in the distance. The fog is really thick tonight, making it harder to see. The cold wind whips around me, sending a faint scent of flowery notes through the air. I’m getting closer to her.
“You know you want me to wreck that sweet cunt, baby.” I rasp.
“You have to catch me first.” She whispers from behind me. I spin, her dark hair blowing in the wind as she runs back towards the front of the cemetery.
“Beg for it, Little Liar.” I command as a soft whimper is heard in the distance.
“You have to be quicker than that, Hayes. Come get me. Wreck me. Break me. And most of all, make me beg harder.” She taunts, my dick stiffens in my sweats as I slow my pace, knowing I’m getting closer.
“I want you to bleed with me. Will you do that for me, baby?” I whisper, seeing the glow stick before it’s dipping down behind the angel statue. She doesn’t answer but I can hear her soft pants which only makes me want to turn them into screams for me. Slowly, I make it around the statue, “Gotcha.” I say, but she isn’t there. Looking around, I hear her laughing as she walks through the gate.
“Maybe next time,” she says as she takes off through the maze. Let’s see how far she gets. Picking up my pace, I exit the same way she did and jog down the cobble path, headinginto the maze after her. Knowing this place like the back of my hand gives me the advantage. Turning right, then left, I see her hair whip around the hedge, knowing that she’s turning the wrong way. Oh, little doe, lost in the woods with nowhere to go. I make a right and just like that, she slams into me. Gripping her hips, I steady her as she screams.
“Look what we have here. A scared Little Liar.” I laugh as I bend down slightly, picking her up by the backs of her thighs and pushing her into the hedges.
“Now you’re mine.” I growl as she leans down, licking my lips.
“Take me to your dorm and show me.” She taunts as I slide my hands over her ass, giving it a squeeze before placing her back down onto her feet.
“Let’s go.” I order, taking her hand in mine, leading us out of the maze and through the deserted school.
“This place is so fucking creepy at night.” She states, walking closer to me. If she only knew the history of this place she’d probably want to run, but then again, I’ve severely underestimated her.
“Do you like ghost stories?” I ask, looking down at her and she smirks.
“I do. I just don’t want to live in a haunted house.” She says and I laugh.
“I hate to burst your bubble but it's too late.” I say and her eyes widen.
“Well don’t fucking tell me. I’ll never sleep again.” She says, smacking me in the chest. I laugh as we approach my dorm room. Taking my wrought iron key from my pocket, I slide it into the hole and unlock the door, removing the key and swinging it open for her.
“Little Liars, first.” I say and she rolls her eyes, stepping into the room. I follow after her, shutting the door and locking it behind me. Wrapping her hair around my fist I pull her back towards me, rubbing my cock against her ass as I tighten my hold of her hair. Her breathing hitches as my other hand unzips her black hoodie, letting go of her hair to watch it slide down her shoulders and back.
Letting the fabric fall to the floor, I snake my arms around her torso, running my hands over her breast, giving them a squeeze as her nipples harden. I trail my nose down the column of her neck, inhaling her scent as I wrap my fingers around the straps of her shirt, ripping it from her body. She gasps as her tits spill out, bouncing as my finger tips graze her hardened peaks, pulling them. She moans as I continue to tease her nipples, sucking along her neck. Her ass presses against my hard cock, making me growl in her ear. Smacking her tits, I spin her and back her up against the cold glass of the french doors.
Reaching over into the drawer of the desk, I take out my gold letter opener and glide it along her neck, over each tit and down her stomach, leaving a thin bloody line in its wake. I drag my tongue down the faint cut, licking the blood as I slide to my knees, unzipping the back of her leather skirt and letting it drop to the floor. I run my nose up her silk covered pussy as I take the letter opener and slice down her fishnet stockings, pulling the fabric roughly from her thick thighs. I trail the gold metal up her inner thigh, slicing a little deeper than before as she hisses from the sting. Pressing my lips to the cut, I swirl my tongue in the blood, sucking it from her skin as my thumb runs up and down her clit.
“Fuck, Hayes.” She pants.
“Such a dirty slut.” I growl, sliding her black silk thong over her hips and down her thighs. “Another to add to my collection.” I say, placing it on my desk.
“Panty sniffer,” She laughs teasingly as I look up at her.
“Only yours, Little Liar.” I rasp, pressing my lips just above her clit. Her legs tremble as I swirl my tongue over her clit gently before sucking it into my mouth, letting the cold metal of my piercing graze over her sensitive peak.
“Mmm,” she moans. “Do that again.” She whines and I greedily continue doing as she asks. I apply more pressure to her clit, running my hands up her legs, squeezing her thighs. Her body shutters above me as I stand with a smirk, handing her the envelope opener. Taking off my black hoodie, I reach into my pocket and take out my pen. Her eyes widen for a second before they blow with lust.
“I didn’t peg you for a girl who likes pain.” I admit and she smirks as I twist off the tip, letting it drop to the floor. “I’d never let the blood of another touch your perfect skin.” I growl, reaching over into my desk and grabbing a new tip before screwing it on.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Hayes.” She groans as I run the sharp tip over her clit slowly. She jolts at the coldness as I take a nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard. She grips the back of my neck pulling me towards her as she drags the cutter along my neck and up my jaw, nicking the side of my face. She gathers the blood and I look up at her face while biting her nipple as I slice her clit gently.
“Fuck,” she groans, taking her bloody fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean. “You taste sweet.” She winks. I release her nipple with a pop, kissing up her neck as I wrap my free hand around her throat, pressing my lips against hers. She grips my black tank, lifting it as she swirls her tongue against mine while slicing down my stomach. I groan into her mouth, pressing my hard dick into her stomach. Her hips roll and I groan, wanting to be inside her already.
Fuck. My grip on her throat tightens the longer we kiss, the more slices we dig into one another. Blood seeps down my stomach as more pours down her chest. We get so lost in one another that I don’t realize the amount of blood and cuts that we have both made to each other until she pushes me back. Bringing the cutter to my throat, she nicks right next to my rapidly beating artery. She quickly leans in, bringing her lips to my neck and sucking the blood from the slice she made.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” I say, pressing her against the glass and lifting her by the backs of her thighs. She reaches in between us, sliding my sweats down over my thighs, gripping my cock and lining it up with her entrance.
“You know once we do this, there is no coming back from it. You’re mine now. All this blood is mine.” I growl as she slowly sinks onto my hard cock. We both groan, not moving as our foreheads fuze together.
“God damn, baby. So fucking tight.” I growl, looking into her smokey gray eyes. I pull out just to slam back up into her. Her pussy tightens with each thrust as my hands squeeze her ass cheeks roughly, not letting her move a fucking inch. I pound relentlessly into her as she moans my name, gripping onto the back of my neck with one hand and slicing down my shoulder with the other. I wince at the pain from the already fresh cuts but her pussy tightening around my cock distracts me.
Rolling my hips, my pelvic bone slaps against her clit with each thrust causing her to whimper in my arms. Taking a nipple into my mouth, I bite down hard making her scream.
“Yes, yes. Just like that. Fuck! Harder! Shit.” She moans, leaning her head back against the window.
Lifting her away from the doors, I spin us around while still inside her and place her down on the bed. Her hair fans across my blankets as I grip her thighs, lifting one higher over my hips as I pound into her.
Taking my pen, I cut down her stomach and up to each nipple, licking the blood from her ivory skin. I groan at the taste of her as her flavor bursts in my mouth. The familiar tingle runs up my spine but I’m not ready to cum yet. I need her to shatter first. My thumb finds her clit as she shivers along my length, moaning my name as her body arches off the bed, tightening her sweet cunt around my cock. Fuck.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck. I’m going to cum so fucking hard. Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She screams as I pick up my pace, rubbing my thumb faster against her clit. Her body litters with goosebumps and my balls tighten.
“Cum for me, Little Liar. Cum so fucking hard on my cock, baby.” I growl.
“Fuck, I’m cumming. Fucccckkkkkkk!” She screams as her body convulses beneath me, soaking my length as I slam into her, faster and faster.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I squeeze so tight as I watch her face turn red, then a deep purple. I pull out and jerk my cock, groaning deeply as I let go of her throat and shoot my load all over her clit, stomach and tits.
“Jesus Christ, Liviana.” I heave, attempting to catch my breath. She leans up, pressing her lips to mine with a moan and when she pulls away, she scoops up my cum with her fingers and sinks them into her mouth. Ripping them from her mouth, I lean down, sucking her tongue, tasting myself. My dick instantly hardens and I find myself sliding back into her and not stopping until she cums again, and again, and again. I can’t seem to get enough of her. I need to be inside her forever. Watching her cum arouses me more than the taste of her blood. But I need both. Fuck. This girl is going to be my ruin.
Just as I move to grab her a washcloth to clean up, my phone starts ringing. Getting up, I reach into my pocket and see it’s my father. Knowing I can’t ignore him, I step into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and answer the call.
“Yes, father?” I say and he huffs.
“It’s time. Go to the cathedral and into the attic. She’s waiting for you.” He says then hangs up. My eyes narrow as I think who the fuck “she” is, but then I realize he meant “Vivvy”. Fuck my life. How the fuck am I supposed to explain this one to Liv? Fuck.