Chapter 13
After hearing she doesn’t come from oral, I’m suddenly curious about her dead husband.
How long were they married? And how the hell did he never make her come with his mouth?
These are questions that will have to wait, because right now I need to fucking taste her.
When I pulled her from under the bed, I could smell her arousal.
Now I know I’m not the only one that gets off from her fear.
I run my tongue in long slow licks up her center, and a soft little moan escapes from her lips. I wish I had not needed to restrain her, because I want to feel her touching me, but she left me no choice.
Gripping the backs of her thighs, I dig my fingers into her skin, hoping to leave a mark, as I circle my tongue around her clit.
“Raven,” she whimpers, and fuck me, I want to hear that on repeat.
I give her several quick lashes over her swollen nub, and she bucks her hips up, pressing her wet cunt into my face like the needy slut she is.
I knew she was lying when she said she didn’t come from oral.
I can’t fathom that she’s telling the truth, and this will be the first time a man makes her come with his mouth.
I bite down on her clit, and she screams as her wetness coats my face.
This woman is a mind fuck. She says no, but clearly really fucking wants it.
I slide my hands under her ass, while I push my tongue inside her wet pussy.
A growl rumbles through my chest when I get the full taste of her on my tongue.
Lifting my eyes, I look at her face, and nearly lose my mind.
Bianca is always attractive, but seeing her blissed out like this, she’s even more stunning.
Her eyes are wide, not with terror but with lust, and her long dark hair is splayed around her head.
Lips slightly parted, as she pants out breathy moans that make me feel like the goddamn hero I’ll never be.
“Raven, please untie me,” Bianca says in a quiet voice, and fuck I want to, but I don’t trust her. The urge to feel her fingers touching my skin ends up winning against my better judgement.
I get up and pull off her restraints with a warning.
“If you don’t behave, I will hurt you. Don’t make me do something you’ll regret.”
She opens her mouth to say something, but closes it quickly. Getting off the bed, I stand at the foot of it, yank her down to me, and drop to my knees.
“Look at this pussy dripping for me. Are you ready to admit you want this?”
Bianca tilts her head with a defiant glint in her eyes.
“Never.”
I pull her close to the edge of the bed and feast on her pussy, while she sits up with her now free hands in front of her. Instead of fighting me, she runs her fingers through the strands of my hair, holding me to her as I lick at her clit with fast strokes.
She closes her legs around my head, not trying to stop me, but like she wants to keep me in place.
Seeing her like this is fucking intoxicating. I could get used to it, but I won’t, because I know she won’t be here much longer. If Dr. Death is able to stay away from her for the day, it means he’s tiring of her. If that’s the case, her life is nearly over.
“Come for me, little Lunatic. Give me everything you have.”
“I don’t come on-” she begins to say, but interrupts herself with a loud guttural moan, as she explodes all over my face.
Not only did she come on my tongue, she fucking squirted.
It’s unfortunate her doctor has his sights set on her.
She’d be fun to keep around. Then, of course, I probably would’ve never met her if it weren’t for him.
Rising to my feet, I watch her closely to make sure she isn’t going to escape.
“Take your shirt off.”
As she removes her top, I slip out of my pants and stroke my cock, while staring at her perky tits.
“Good girl.”
Her cheeks pink at my praise, and I push her gently onto her back. Grabbing her legs, I push them back and slam inside her, relishing her sweet little moan.
“Fuck. This pussy is so tight and so wet for me.”
Leaning over her, I place a hand on either side of her head on the mattress, and nearly get lost in her eyes.
So dark and full of mystery. I wanted to know more about her doctor so I could use it as leverage on him.
Right now, I don’t give a fuck about that.
I want to know everything about my little lunatic.
“Raven,” she whispers, and I lift my hand, sliding it into her hair, while pressing my lips to hers.
She parts her lips and pushes her tongue into my mouth.
It’s in this kiss that I know she wants me as much as I want her.
Swallowing down her moans, I pull my hips back and snap forward, burying myself deep in her exquisite pussy with every thrust.
When I pull back from our kiss, the look on her face is one of terror, and it confuses me after she has been into this.
“Bianca?” I ask, when I hear another voice behind me.
“We had an agreement, Raven. You are allowed to hurt my toy when I’m absent. This does not look like pain to me. It looks like two lovers fucking. Willingly.”
I lift myself up and turn around, to find Dr. Death scowling at me, with my scalpel in his hand.
Fuck, this motherfucker is such a mood killer.
“Playtime is over. Get off of her. Try anything stupid and I’ll cut you both to fucking shreds.”
I get up, knowing I don’t have much of a choice. He wins this round, but I’ll get my goddamn scalpel back.
He motions for Bianca as she trembles.
“Get over here, whore.”
At a snail’s pace, she gets off the bed and walks over to him. He grabs her by the hair and swings her around, so that she’s looking at me, with tears running down her face.
“Say goodbye to Raven. You won’t see him again.”
Her expression causes an ache in my chest.
“Goodbye, Raven,” she cries out in pain, as he nearly drags her across the floor.
“Do what he says, little Lunatic. Whatever the fuck he says.”
I want to promise I’ll save her, but I can’t do that.
My brain is in a fucking fog at the fact that I even want to.
Without my weapon, my power is gone. Until I get something to cut with.
I may need to get creative. Then I remember the shank I made, months ago.
It was my ‘just in case’ that I never expected to need.
I turn around, grab my pants, and pull them back on, before going to search for something sharp.
Grabbing my shirt, I walk to the door and, before I have a chance to react, Hugo stabs me in the fucking neck with a needle. One step forward, three steps back. Within seconds, I begin to stumble, as the world fades to black.