Chapter 16 #2
Just like every time Max called me that, my cock gave an enthusiastic kick. And just like every time, I was instantly flooded with the need to make it difficult for him.
Why am I so broken?
“I didn’t think you were interested.” I bitterly repeated his words from earlier, even as I rolled to my stomach and raised myself onto my hands and knees before spreading my legs. Presenting myself.
Giving him what I can.
“Oh, you know damn well what I’m interested in,” Max parroted in return, roughly applying barely enough lube to my hole. “This tight ass wrapped around my cock while I remind you who you belong to.”
Do I still belong to you?
What if I’m not what you want?
My spiraling thoughts were replaced by blessed white noise as Max mercilessly pushed his way inside with zero prep. I loved the pain, however—arching my back to take him deeper, gasping as his magic cross piercing pushed past the tight ring of muscle.
“Good boy,” he praised, although I preferred to take it as punishment. “You want to be so good for me, don’t you, Damon? My perfect little pet, ready to be filled whenever I want.”
Please, fill me up.
“Give it a rest, Max,” I grumbled, rolling my hips to urge him on, refusing to admit how correct he was. “I’m no one's pet.”
Please, punish me.
He faltered, but only for a moment before wrapping his hand around my throat—collaring me in the only way I had ever let him.
And therein lies the problem…
“Is that right?” he leaned down to nip my earlobe with his fangs. “Well, maybe you’ll kneel for Star instead?”
A delicious vision of that exact scenario had me thrashing so violently in his hold, I knocked aside my tufted pillow, revealing something unexpected underneath.
Panties that reeked of Star.
Selene, be merciful.
Max froze—buried deep inside me—before chuckling darkly. “Well, well… Looks like I won’t have to break the news to our third after all. Do you think she’ll run, now that she knows what we are?”
I shuddered at the thought of chasing Star as she ran from us—of catching her and holding her struggling body down as I sank my fangs into her neck…
While Max penetrated her in other ways.
“You want her as much as I do.” Max slowly pulled out, only to slam home again. “I can feel you tightening around me just thinking about it.”
I scoffed. “Why would I want a Valley Girl when I can fuck a different human every day of the week?”
Unfortunately, my cock was giving me away—leaking an obscene amount of precum all over the satin. With a huff, I tossed Star’s panties aside and lowered myself to my elbows.
Just fix things like you always do.
Please.
Continuing his maddeningly slow rhythm, Max hummed and snatched the discarded scrap of cloth before bringing it to his face for a deep inhale.
I practically dislocated my shoulder turning to gape at him. “Did you just—” My words ended with a choked sound as I watched Max position his fangs over his wrist and pierce the skin.
Fuck.
A hungry snarl clawed its way past my lips as the scent of blood mixed with the heady feminine aroma already driving me mad.
I…
“Thirsty?” Max smirked, tilting his arm so the blood ran in rivulets to stain the already filthy panties clutched in his fist.
I need…
“Please,” I breathlessly murmured, no longer in control of my words, as usually happened when he was inside me. “I need it. Please, Max…”
I need you.
Both of you.
Max’s eyebrows shot up in surprise a second time, but I was already facing forward again, squeezing my eyes shut to hide from my humiliation.
“Well, since you begged so sweetly,” he murmured, and I felt some deep, dark tear in my nonexistent soul stitch itself back together at the reminder of how things used to be between us.
Of how things could be again…
If only I’d let them…
I didn’t get the chance to fixate on that question, because Max’s wrist was suddenly pressed against my mouth—smearing glorious blood over my lips—and I sunk my fangs into his skin with the groan of a starving man.
I need all of it.
He grunted as I took a hard pull before returning to his torment. “Do you think Star could get you to behave? What if she spread her long legs and offered up that sweet cunt for you to taste? Would you play nice for her?”
There was no hope of me replying. I was half-delirious from the sweet nectar rolling down my throat, the panties being pressed against my nose, and the pressure of Max’s thick, pierced cock leisurely sliding over my prostate.
How does he know me so well?
Some small, disobedient part of me wanted to throw him off, but my animal instincts were now in control. If I hadn’t already been so desperate, I might have stood a chance, but I was a slave to my overstimulated senses.
Craving him.
And her…
“Such a good pet when you want to be,” Max growled, finally increasing his speed as he caged me in from above. “I can’t wait to make Star ours—to share her with you.”
I don’t deserve it.
“She won’t want this,” I croaked, tearing my mouth away, gasping for air I didn’t even need. “She’ll choose life over an eternity with…”
With me.
Max chuckled, gripping my waist with both hands so he could slam into me—chasing his release even as he grounded me. “She won’t if we kill for her.”
My cock throbbed at the thought. “Who would we kill? The girl who came in today? Heather?”
“Yessss…” he rasped, his hips jerking as he neared the edge. “We’ll torture her—make her suffer the way Star has suffered—then tear her to shreds while she’s still alive. Let’s prove our undying devotion to our third through vengeance.”
I didn’t care about this Heather—didn’t care about most humans, or any creature besides Max. But she had disrespected Star, and the idea of killing for the first time in far too long had me reaching beneath myself to wrap a hand around my cock.
Every inch of me was already oversensitive, so when my fingers caught on the piercing at the bottom of my shaft, I groaned, knowing there was no stopping my impending orgasm.
The idea of presenting our third with the bloody remains of her enemy was the final nail in my coffin, and my balls drew up tight even faster than usual.
“That’s it,” Max rasped, sounding even more wrecked than I was feeling. “Show me how badly you wish you were fucking her while I fill you up.”
“Stop it, Max…” I weakly protested, with my safeword nowhere to be found, and my vision going hazy around the edges. “I can’t—”
My words were lost as Max chose that moment to stuff Star’s panties into my mouth.
GOOD GODDESS!!!
Fresh blood mixed with the leftover taste of Star’s arousal, and the pleasure racing through my sated veins became so intense it was borderline painful. I almost bucked Max clear off as I came with a muffled howl, soaking my hand and the satin beneath me as my vision whited out.
“Fuuuuck… I can’t wait to have you both,” Max growled—hammering into my still-spasming hole before quickly following me over the edge. “My two perfect playthings. All fucking mine…”
I collapsed beneath him, too spent to ridiculously insist I was no one’s plaything. At the moment, I wanted everything he was offering—desperately—and I allowed myself one heart-wrenching moment to pretend Max’s fantasy scenario could be possible for someone as unworthy as me.
Even if it’s nothing but a dream.