Chapter 20
Heresy
Salem’s body was laid out for me, and damn, it looked like paradise wrapped in temptation. I couldn’t hold back anymore—didn’t want to. I needed to feel her, to claim every inch of her as mine. As I slid in, slow and deep, her tight heat wrapped around me, pulling me deeper. She was all warmth, like a bonfire on a cold night in this old haunted house.
Our connection? Off the damn charts. The way her eyes locked on mine, that fire burning just as fierce as mine—it was a rush I couldn't explain. We were like animals, primal, hungry, and I wasn’t about to stop now.
“Harder,” she moaned, legs wrapped tight around me, pulling me in like she couldn’t get enough. Her nails dug into my back, her body trembling beneath me with each thrust. My pierced cock hit her just right, every movement sending shockwaves through us both.
Our bodies moved in sync, like we were built for this. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, her heat burning me up, making it damn near impossible to keep control. I wanted her—all of her—and I wasn’t holding back.
“Say my name,” she whispered, practically begging for it, daring me to claim her.
“Salem,” I growled, the words already on my lips. “You’re mine. Now say it.”
“Heresy, I’m yours,” she breathed, the words knocking the wind outta me.
“I'm gonna lose it,” I warned, slamming into her harder, feeling the edge coming closer.
Salem smirked, eyes dark with desire. “I think that's the idea.”
That did it. I let go, thrusting into her like a man possessed, the bed groaning beneath us as we lost ourselves in the frenzy of it all. Her body met mine, stroke for stroke, like she was trying to pull me in and never let go. The room was filled with nothing but the sounds of us—raw, unfiltered lust.
“Fuck!” I shouted, feeling her tighten around me, sending me over the edge. She held my gaze, her own release hitting at the same time, and we came together, shaking and trembling with the force of it all.
Lying there after, catching our breath, the storm outside had finally calmed down, but inside? There was still that fire between us, burning hot. The moonlight cast shadows on the walls, eerie and silent, but none of it mattered. All that mattered was her, the heat between us, and that look in her eyes.
Salem’s breath came out ragged, her body still trembling against mine. She knew what I wanted—and hell, I knew she wanted it too.
“Again?” she asked, voice low and husky, making it clear she wasn’t done.
I grinned, grabbing her ass, pulling her back onto me. “You know you want more.” My hand slid between her legs, feeling how damn wet she still was. “You want me inside you again, don’t you? You want it hard, fast, just like before.”
“You came in me, didn’t you? What the hell were we thinking?”
I laughed, though I didn’t have an answer. Felt like I was under some kind of spell. “Don’t care. I’m doing it again.”
“I’m on the pill, but I don’t get reckless like this,” she breathed, like she was trying to reason it out.
I didn’t care about any of that. “You’re mine, Salem. I don’t give a damn what happens. I’m cumming in you again.” My cock twitched just thinking about it. “Say it, witch. Tell me you want it.”
Her eyes locked onto mine, something raw and wild there. “I want you inside me. Fuck me hard and dirty.”
I didn’t wait. Didn’t need to. Her legs wrapped around me as I entered her again, but this time? This time, I was taking control. It wasn’t a question of who wanted who more—it was about possession, about claiming her completely.
Sweat, heat, everything mixing in the air between us. I kept my eyes locked on hers, neither one of us breaking that connection. Hell, that tension was thick enough to choke on, raw and real as it ever got.
“Heresy,” Salem’s voice was rough, that kind of desperate edge I couldn’t resist. “I need you to be rough with me.”
Like I needed an invitation. I pulled back and flipped her over, that perfect curve arching up for me like she knew exactly what I wanted. She always did. That ass. I brought my hand down hard, the crack of it sharp, echoing in the room.
Her haunting moan followed right after, and damn if that sound didn’t light a fire in me. I lit up her ass, and she was arching her back even more, presenting herself further to me. She wanted more. Tugging her hair, I gave it to her until I couldn’t take it.
My pierced cock throbbed in anticipation, longing to be inside her once again. I took advantage of the situation, pushing my pierced head into her tight entrance from behind.
Her whole body was pulling me in, begging for more, even if she wouldn’t say it.
“Is this what you want?” I growled, leaning in close, feeling the heat coming off her like a furnace. My voice echoed through the room. My fingers traced down her spine, slow, taking my damn time. I ran my finger down her crack. I planned to fuck her tight ass. I licked my finger, planning to finger that pucker first.
She moaned softly, her hips swaying in anticipation. I could feel her jerk as I slowly slid a finger into her tight anus as I fucked her pussy. Her muscles clenched around me, and I knew she wasn’t ready for what was to come.
“You sure about this?” I asked, voice low, rough as gravel. “Once we start, we ain’t goin' back.”
She turned to look at me over her shoulder, her eyes shining with desire and a hint of fear. “I don’t wanna turn back,” she whispered, her voice so damn soft. “I want you to claim me completely. All of me.”
Those words, they shot through me like a bullet, and I was done holding back. I grabbed her hips and pulled her in close, letting the need between us take over. Every move, every sound she made, was like fuel on the fire, and we were burning hot and fast.
I leaned in, my mouth at her ear, whispering all the dirty thoughts as I pounded into her each thrust causing our bodies to slap against one another's with wet, satisfying sounds.
“That's it, Salem. Take it, witch. I'm gonna make you scream,” I growled, my voice low, full of command.
Her moans got louder, more desperate, her pussy pressing back into me with each movement. Sweat glistened on her skin under the moonlight, making her look wild, fierce—like something untamed. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her, and damn if she wasn’t driving me to the edge.
“Heresy... fuck me harder!” she rasped, her voice raw with need.
I obliged, driving into her harder and faster than before. Each time I hit her sweet spot, she let out a small cry of pleasure that sent shivers down my spine.
“Yes,” she breathed out.
I smirked, pulling her closer and slamming into her harder. “Like this?”
Salem moaned as she arched her body to meet me. “Yes.”
There was no pulling back now. With a rough growl, I grabbed her hips tighter, letting go of any control I had left. I pulled out my finger and replaced it with my cock, little by little, as it could barely fit. But her ass was so tight, and I knew that was exactly what she needed. What I needed. I paused, waiting for her to adjust to the feeling.
Her body trembled beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets as I was about to take her from behind. Her skin was damp with sweat, and her hair was a messy tangle around her face.
“That’s it, witch” I whispered into her ear, my voice gruff, hoarse from the intensity of it all. “Take this dick.”
And I finally gave her the whole damn thing.
Her body reacted instantly, bowing into me, trembling as she got closer and closer to that edge as she took all my cock up her sweet ass, her pink ring clenching tightly around me. Her breaths came in gasps, her grip tightening, and I could feel it too—feel the moment when everything would snap.
I hadn’t even moved yet.
“Do it,” she gasped, voice thick with lust. “I need it... now.”
I didn’t hold back, driving her forward with every ounce of energy I had left. Thrusting harder and faster, I speared her ass again and again.
My pierced cock found a forbidden spot within her, and she cried out in pleasure and pain. Her body trembled with each thrust, and I knew that she was close again.
“I'm going to come,” she whispered, her voice shaking with anticipation.
“Let it go, witchy,” I growled. “Let me feel it.”
“Oh Goddess, yes!” She cried out as her release hit, and the sound of it sent me right over the edge too. Our bodies shook, our breathing turned frantic, and I could barely hold back, pouring everything I had into her.
I felt her tense up beneath me, her walls pulsing around my cock, milking every last drop out of me.
“I'm gonna... come,” I grunted, pushing into her one last time as sparks of pleasure exploded in my head.
Salem's ass continued to contract around me, bleeding me dry as I filled her.
She lay there beneath me, slick with sweat, her breaths coming in soft, uneven waves. And I stayed close, holding her tight, not willing to let her go just yet.
We were both spent, but the connection between us felt deeper, rawer than anything I'd known before. The chaos between us, the wild pull we couldn’t seem to escape—it was stronger than any curse or haunted house.
We were bound by something more.