Unholy

Chapter 15

Tristan

She’s naked on my bed, writhing with need as I tease her with my fingers that as still covered in Shane’s blood. She arches into me, needing me inside her, and I plan on giving that to her after I’m done toying with her.

I glance over at Max, and a new idea hits me. I leave Ash lying there and walk over, taking him from his tank as she watches me with a confused look on her face.

“What are you doing?” she asks the closer I get to her. I lower Max, and she watches as he wraps around my forearm, her eyes wide. Then I spread her legs with my free hand and slowly lower Max between her parted thighs. “Tristan. No.”

“You scared, Little Nun?” I ask her. She nods her head rapidly as I position Max where I want him. His head rests on her pelvic bone as the rest of his body is draped between her thighs. Then he slithers up over her soft belly and onto the mattress, sliding through her wetness.

Ash gasps at the feel of him moving over her. I can see she’s afraid, trying to hold her breath, but she can’t. Slowly, she begins to breathe but keeps her eyes clenched shut as the rest of Max’s body slides across her naked breasts and then off the side of the bed.

I climb on the bed quickly, shoving my cock inside her as fast and as hard as I can without giving her any kind of notice.

“Tristan!” She screams my name just like I knew she would. She feels so good. So fucking good wrapped around me with nothing in between us. No condoms, no barriers, just us.

I spread her thighs further and get deeper inside her as she moans and pants for air. I pull out of her and flip her onto her stomach, lifting her ass up for me.

“What are you doing?”

“Different position, baby. You’ll like it,” I tell her before slapping my hand on her ass. She yelps just as I slide into her once more. Her pussy is clenching around me, and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold back when she’s doing this.

I grip her hips in my hands roughly and begin to fuck her as hard as I was before. Her body bounces off me so perfectly I never want it to end, but I know this is new to her, and she won’t hold out long.

“You going to cover my bare cock in your cum, Ash? You going to fucking make me as dirty as I make you?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer, and I slap her ass once more. She cries out, and her pussy clenches again, holding me in a vise-like grip.

I take one hand and reach around, finding her pulsing clit ready for me. I play with it, circle it, and then I feel her tense. Her body drags me along for the fucking ride, sucking the cum right out of me. I groan as I fill her little pussy with me. Like this, there’s nothing that could keep me from doing it again and again. Nothing at all between us. I’ll never go back to condoms with her again. This is too raw. Too real.

I jerk inside her as she screams through her orgasm. When she calms down, her body goes limp, and I pull out of her, allowing her to fall onto the bed.

“Why did you do that?”

“What?”

“With the snake?”

“Why not? It was sexy as fuck watching him move over your body.” She remains silent, and I get it. She doesn’t know how she feels about it.

“What’s it feel like having my cum sitting inside you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I didn’t use a condom, Ash.”

“Why not? I’m not on birth control!” She begins to freak out, but I just hold onto her, pulling her against me.

“It’s fine.”

“It’s not! The last thing we need is a baby,” she mouths off.

“Why? Don’t want a crazy little bastard like me?” I snap at her, letting go of her and standing from the bed.

“You can’t be serious,” she asks, pulling the sheet over her chest and sitting up.

“Dead serious. You know, that’s why my mom never had another kid. She was afraid.”

“Tristan,” she whimpers, but I want her softness. I don’t fucking need it.

“Fuck it, Ash. Fuck it all!” I walk over and grab Max, placing him back in his tank before storming to the bathroom. I turn the water on and wash my face, trying to control the anger in me.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you, Tristan.” I huff a laugh and look over at her.

“After what I did to you? After what I plan on doing to you?”

“Which is?”

“Oh, now that’s a surprise, Little Nun.”

“I’m sorry your mom felt that way. It’s just … I’m not ready for a baby,” she tells me. I nod my head.

“I’ll get you the morning-after pill.”

“What is that?”

“It kills any chance you have of becoming pregnant,” I inform her.

“Isn’t that a sin?”

“Jesus, Ash. All we’ve been doing is sinning, and you’re worried about killing my fucked up sperm?” I ask her. She shrugs his shoulders as I dry my hands and walk over, pulling her into my arms. “Stop worrying so much. Just live.”

“Okay. What are we doing now?” she asks, grinning up at me still.

“What do you want?”

“You.”

“More of me?” She bites her lip, nods her head as I wrap my hand up in her hair, and tug her head back so she’s looking up at me. “You want all of me, don’t you? You want to see what it’s like to fucking own me, but you know what? It’s me who owns you.”

“I want to own you too,” she whispers.

“That’ll never happen, Ash. I’m the man. I’m the one who will own every fucking part of you, and when my time comes, and I slip into hell gracefully, I’m taking every last drop of you with me.”