13. King Of Edging
-Dario-
She sheds her tank top and bra, then her leggings and thong. Bruises riddle her body. This is so fucked but I won’t look away. I lay her flat on the bench, and she closes her legs.
“No, I’m all sweaty. I need to shower and clean my piercing.”
“I really don’t give a fuck what you need, I want to taste you; all of you.” I growl, pulling her legs apart and rubbing my nose against her pierced clit, licking the tip slowly. She hisses, arching into my face as I suck her little pierced clit into my mouth hard. She screams my name.
“Shut your whore mouth, and keep it fucking shut. I don’t want to hear a peep from you!” She raises her brow at me.
“Do you know how fucking mad I am with you?” I slap her clit causing her to jolt. She says nothing, and I dive back into her delectable pussy.
“You taste so good, Kitten. Too bad you’re in so much fucking trouble. I’d love to have you drown me with your cum, but you don’t get a release. You will take what the fuck I give you,” I growl, moving slowly from her sweet clit down, pushing her legs up as I line my face with her ass and shove my tongue into her tight hole. She moans, as I bite her ass cheek, hard.
“I told you to shut up. Don’t make me gag you.” She laughs. This little minx’s pussy is soaked. She’s enjoying this way too much for my liking. I straddle the bench, unzipping my pants and taking out my cock. She gets up and leans on her elbow while licking her lips as I fist it hard in my hand, slowly stroking it, causing the pre-cum to cover the tip.
“Lick it, Kitten.” I command. She sits up further, wrapping her hands around mine, pulling me into her mouth, and sucking me clean. I want to shove her head down my shaft in the worst way possible, but she will love that, she loves gagging on Daddy’s cock. She peers up at me with those gorgeous green eyes. Why am I so weak for this girl? I step back, removing her dirty mouth from my length, and don’t give her any warning. I grab her thighs, pin her back against the bench, and shove my length deep inside her soaked cunt, making damn sure my piercings hit the spot she loves so much. She groans, and I slam my hand over her mouth as I thrust harder into her tight, wet pussy. I pull all the way out, looking at my drenched cock, then watch her tight little cunt suck me back in. A shiver runs up my spine. She feels fucking amazing, but I won’t tell her that. I roll my hips as her eyes shudder closed. Her whole body shakes from how close she is to her release. I hear the locker room door open, and see Jameson walking in with a hand. A fucking hand? Shaking my head, I keep pounding into Jade relentlessly.
“Remove your hand from her mouth, I’ve got something that will keep her bratty ass quiet.” I remove my hand, and he produces a knife from his pocket, holding it flat against the corner of her mouth. Her eyes widen as Jameson pulls out his cock, rubbing his pre-cum over her lips.
“Blood Queen, open that sinful mouth and take my cock. If you don’t, I’ll slice that pretty mouth open even more.” Her eyes gloss over, and she takes his cock into her mouth. He lays the dead hand on her shoulder while he thrusts in and out roughly, still holding the knife at the crease of her lips. I feel her tightening around my cock, and I pull out, slapping her clit with my dick. She can’t make a sound with Jameson’s cock deep in her throat. I slam back into her, causing Jameson’s knife to nick her lip, but she doesn’t even notice. I pull out again, rubbing my dick between her fat, glistening lips.
“Do you know how much I had to pay to get in that cage tonight? I paid over twenty large to stop you from getting yourself killed.” I look into her eyes and notice she’s not even here with us. “Your eyes are blown wide. What the fuck did you take, and where the fuck did you get it from?” She doesn’t respond because Jameson is holding her head down with his cock shoved deep in her throat.
“I can feel my cock down her windpipe. If she wants to die so badly, maybe I should let her suffocate to death on my cock.” He squeezes her throat, and her eyes darken. I flick her clit with my pointer finger, and her lower half bows off the bench. Jameson lets up so she can get some air, then thrusts right back down her throat. I watch her pussy clench, and I flick her clit again. She whimpers around Jameson’s cock. I slowly add a finger to her sopping pussy, and she tightens around it. Adding another finger, her body starts to spasm. I remove them as Jameson removes his dick from her throat.
“You don’t get to cum. You want to be a fucking bitch? We will treat you as such.” We both slam into her and fuck her holes at a brutal pace. Jameson doesn’t take long to reach his release, shooting his load all over her face. She gasps for air, and just when she’s about to cum, I pull out and release ropes of hot white cum all over her wet cunt. I put my dick back in my pants and zip them. Jameson, the sick fuck, uses the dead hand to caress her face.
“See this hand, Blood Queen? This is what happens to anyone who touches you that isn’t one of us.” And he walks away. I walk closer to her, bending down and grabbing the back of her neck, forcing her to look at me.
“Is this what you wanted? To be used and abused like a whore? Does this fucking make you feel good? I’ve never treated a woman with such disrespect before now. You fucking disgust me.” I drop her head roughly on the wooden bench and leave the locker room without a backward glance.
Fuck this shit.
I nod to the guy I wired twenty large to and shove the exit door open, the cold air hitting my hot skin. Why does she have to push me like that? I shouldn’t have called her a whore, but fuck, she’s beginning to bring the worst out of me as of lately. I check my phone and see there is nothing from Spade. What the fuck? Where could he be? Jameson is standing next to his car with a lit joint.
“You heard from Spade?” I ask.
“Nope, nothing. So are we going to just leave her here?”
“Yes. Fuck her. I’m sick of this bullshit and you are not helping by feeding her demons with your Carver shit.” He steps closer, but I won’t back down. I am not afraid of The Carver, I know deep down he will not hurt me, but that doesn’t mean he won’t go head to head with me.
“I’m trying to help her get over the trauma, I will not apologize that our girl gets off on my wicked ways.” He chuckles. This shit isn’t funny, not in the least bit.
“She’s high out of her face. She needs to learn a lesson and that shit starts now.” I retort.
“Let her have fun. She needs to release her demons. There’s no secret to who owns that little creature’s mind, body, and soul. Just give her time; she will come to you.” He quips.
“Let her have her fun? Are you insane? She’s spiraling, and you helped with that. Don’t you see the bigger picture here? You know what, Spade was right when he said that you fucking opened Pandora’s box and let out the demon of hell.” I snap, grabbing the joint from his fingers. Taking a deep inhale, I hold it, letting the mary hit my bloodstream and calm my nerves a bit.
“I know, and that girl is a stunning creature. If you just play by her rules, you will see how beautiful she is.” I shake my head. I can’t deal with ‘The Carver’s psycho babble tonight. These two together are seriously going to be the death of us all. The entrance door swings open, and Jade comes limping out. Our eyes connect, but she doesn’t give me the time of day. She spots Jameson, and the corner of her mouth lifts a bit. You have got to be kidding me. I round the car to the passenger door and take one last glance at the woman I love snuggled up with The Carver. I open the door and get in, slamming it behind me. This is fucking bullshit. There is no getting through to her. I’m not sure how much more I can take before all this implodes in our faces.