CHAPTER TWELVE #2
I lower my free hand down to her pussy and glide my fingers through her juices, lazily tracing her swollen clit.
As I expected she’s soaking fucking wet.
She whimpers as I slowly ease a finger into her, her teeth crushing her bottom lip to keep quiet.
She doesn’t want me to know she’s loving every second, that she’s a slut.
I step behind her with very little distance between us, but keep inserting my finger into her. She trembles under my touch and her eyes flutter. I clench my jaw as my cock becomes painfully hard. All she has to do is say it, tell me that she wants me as much as I want her.
Her body is completely drenched in sweat, cum, and fermented fluids. I kiss her back lightly and lick my lips, the taste of salt and something sour greeting my taste buds.
I push a second finger into her and a low moan leaves her trembling lips.
“Do you like being treated like a slut, Little Devil?” I whisper against her ear. Her eyes shift to mine but she stays silent.
I curl my fingers and press my thumb to her clit. I swirl my thumb around the bud and her body wracks with pleasure.
“Tell me, do you enjoy my touch?” I whisper in her other ear and nip the lobe. Her back arches and she withers in the chains.
“I do.” She rides my hand faster and I fist my cock around my jeans. Fuck she’s a dirty little slut, not caring to admit that I make her horny but too stubborn to admit she’s mine. I swallow my anger and push my fingers in and out, deep but in quick successions.
“Good girl.” I tsk and tap her cheek.
I dig into my pocket for the glass and drag it across the bottom of her back, small streaks of blood dip down her ass.
I gather it with my fingers and peel open her ass cheeks.
She squirms but is so lost in my fingers she doesn't notice.
I can see my fingers entering her pink hole and I groan at the sight.
I remove them and she whines, her head turning to me.
“Patience, Little Devil.” I hum and push my pants down. My cock springs free, pre-cum leaking from the tip. I lather my cock with her blood. The sight of crimson against my pale flesh has my heart rate picking up with excitement.
“What are you–.” I push her forward and her toes completely leave the ground as she arches. Her hands ball into fists around the chains as she tries her best to keep herself up.
I push myself all the way to the hilt, my balls crushed between our bodies. A husky groan leaves my lips and all I can focus on is the way my cock looks entering her. Her pussy walls clamp down around me, sucking me deeper.
“Fuck.” I growl.
Every time I enter her it feels like the first time, I’ll never get tired of this. Blood trickles from her back and into the crevice of her ass, making it easier for me to pummel into her. Pieces of fermented spider eyes stick to her chest and the blood below her breasts is crusted over.
“You’re such a fucking mess for me, Little Devil.” I groan.
I collect her hair in my fist and pull her head taut to me. Loud moans fill the room as well as the slapping of our skin. The sluicing of her juices around my cock, has me twitching with pleasure. She’s trembling and the chains rattle with each thrust, tears falling freely from her eyes.
My muscles flex as I hold her body up against mine, sweat trickling down my forehead as my lips part with a soft groan. I let my resolve break and indulge completely in her.
“Ember.” I growl and bury myself deeper in her.
Broken sobs leave her lips along with piercing moans. I bring my hand up to wipe at her tears, to soothe her rapid heart. My smirk morphs into something carnal, because I know I have her. She’s mine to keep for however long we live even in death. She’ll never escape me.
“You fucking like my cock buried in you?” I hum and pinch her clit. Her eyes roll back and she tries to shake her head.
My name leaves her lips in an uneven moan and my heart explodes in my chest. My name sounds like a damn worship coming from her lips in such a way it digs into my veins.
I can barely see as I ram into her. Her moaning my name will never leave my imagination.
Being buried deep in her pretty pussy has my mind spiraling and all I can do is hold on by a thread, if not she’ll be in much more trouble than she thinks.
“You’re a psycho.” She croaks out.
I smirk and let her head fall. I trail my hand down her neck to her breasts.
I pinch the cut skin and the crust instantly breaks, leaking more blood.
Her pussy clamps around my cock tightly, and her orgasm rips through her.
Her cries become louder, but I ignore whatever she has to say.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I finish with her.
My cum shoots into her, warm, deep, and my cock pulses with each load. I hold her there until it stops.
“And you’ve just cum on a psycho’s cock.” I laugh and disconnect our bodies. I pull my jeans back up and step around her to admire my masterpiece.
Cum slithers down her legs and her body goes limp with the chains—her head down and her breathing loud. By the time that clock strikes 24 hours she’ll be mine. She’ll be bound to me, forever.
I pull my mask on.
“44 more hours, Little Devil, I hope you can keep up.” My voice sounds slightly deeper in the mask and her eyes sear into mine, but she doesn’t lift her head.
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