28. Tony
Wrenching her off my lap, I toss her onto the bed. If it’s the monster she wants, it’s the monster she’ll get. Mine and Devin’s monsters are not even remotely the same, and she’s about to find out just how different we really are.
I slide off the bed, yanking my knife out of my pocket and curling my fingers around it before shucking my pants off. Her eyes widen as I stand there, my cock dripping with precum. I grab her ankle and pull her to me, my shirt riding up, obstructing my view of her perfect fucking body. “This fucking shirt has to go.”
Flipping open the blade, I catch the hem with the tip and slice through it like butter. She gasps as it flays open, showing off her perfect tits and body. I run the blade lightly across her skin and she whimpers. “Be a good girl and lie still.” I run the blade across her hip, then down her inner thigh that shines from her soaking pussy.
I push open her legs, the smell of her desire turning me fucking feral as my knife hovers over her smooth skin. I press it harder against her and she hisses as blood wells around the blade. I smirk when her hiss turns into a moan as my free hand cups her pussy, letting her soak my fingers as I run them through her slit.
I will mark her and make her fucking mine .
She says she doesn’t care about my scars, but I certainly care about hers, especially the ones I intend to leave across her perfect skin.
I lower myself to my knees, running my tongue over the nick on her thigh, the metallic taste of blood hitting my taste buds as I lick up toward her center.
God fucking dammit . She’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before, and I will never go without her again. This is what I’ve been fucking missing out on and I could kick my stubborn ass for waiting so long to take her. And her moans are all the more sweeter from this side of the door. No wonder Devin never wanted to leave his fucking room, because I may keep her all to myself. And I like the thought of him on his knees, begging from under the door to come in while I fuck her so hard that they can hear her screaming my name all the way from the club.
I press the blade against her other thigh, marking her in the same spot. Her gasps and whimpers are so sweet, I could listen to them all night as I carve her up and eat her piece by piece. I lap every drop of blood like the sick puppy I am. I wait for it to be too much for her to ask me to stop, but she never does. Instead, she surprises me.
“ Mark me , Tony. I want them to know I’m just as much yours as Devin’s.” The words aren’t a plea. No, they’re a sharp command, like a queen giving out orders on the battlefield. It makes my cock go hard and my head spin as desire crashes over me, sucking the air from my lungs.
I straighten from between her legs and see her propped up on her elbows, watching me, eyes burning hot with need. I could ask her if she’s sure, but I don’t need to. The look on her face, along with her dripping pussy, is confirmation that it’s exactly what she wants.
I lay my hand across her thigh, pressing her leg down. I look up and see she’s nearly panting with anticipation. Fuck, this woman is more of a masochist than I could have ever imagined she would be. I press the tip of the knife to her sensitive skin, just far enough down from her pussy that if she wears a short skirt or shorts, everyone will see it. I let the blade glide over her skin, the line thin and just deep enough to scar. Her moan is low and vibrates through her body just as I slide the blade the other way, completing my brand on her.
Her blood wells and drips down her thigh, leaving beautiful drops of crimson on the sheets. I wipe my thumb through the small lines and press the pad to my tongue, tasting her very life. “Tell me who you belong to.” I press my thumb against the skin right next to the now brandished ‘ T ’ on her thigh.
“You,” she says, the word a panting breath.
I slap her thigh, her back arching and a small scream escapes her lips. “Tell me the name of who you fucking belong to, or I’ll mark every inch of your skin, so you’ll never fucking forget.”
She rises into her elbows again, her eyes fluttering, her breaths shallow. “I belong to you ,” she licks her lips slowly, dropping her chin as her next words drip across my skin like honey, thick and sensual, “Tony Fox.”
A growl rumbles through my chest as the knife falls from my fingers, clattering as it hits the floor. This fucking woman. She has no fucking clue what she’s doing to me as she lies here in front of me and infiltrates all my defenses. She has pulled them down brick by brick and forged through even before the dust settled.
I want to hate her for it, make her pay for what she’s done to me. The feelings she has filled me, an empty shell, with. It should be hate that’s coursing through my veins, as that’s the only real emotion I’ve felt in what seems like two lifetimes, but it’s different. It’s more .
It simultaneously tames the monster in me but riles him up at the same time, reminding him how starved he is. How we must devour those who are a threat to us but also devour those who will fill us. Even with her, I’m still half starved, my monster fed but not completely satisfied. We will revisit that later. For now, she is the main course, and I fully intend to eat my fill.
I grip her hips, press my fingers into her soft skin, and drag her dripping center back to my mouth. Hooking her legs over my shoulders, I unleash the monster that’s been pressing against my skin all night. If she thinks that he will go easy on her, she has another thing coming. Because he’s never gone easy on anyone.
Not even me.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you, Lena,” I say into her center. “Whatever happened behind that door with Devin won’t hold a candle to what I intend to do to you.” I suck her clit into my mouth, scraping my teeth across the sensitive bud, and I feel her nearly come out of her skin as a yelp fills the room. “But not tonight. No, tonight, I will make everything about you.”
She moans, and I note the goosebumps that rise across her skin from the effects of my words. I slide her legs from my shoulders and stand, licking her from my lips. She watches me, her body trembling as I slide on the bed next to her. Grabbing her, I pull her on top of me, her hands planted on my chest, legs straddling my stomach. Her hair cascades down, creating a curtain around us, smelling like a field of lilacs.
I grip her ass, holding her in place, and she gives me a sly grin. One that I’ve never seen on her face before and one I never want to leave. “Tony, what are you doing?” Her voice is soft and skitters across my skin as her nose brushes mine. “Didn’t I tell you I wanted you to be rough? Didn’t you say you were going to ruin me?”
My fingers drift up her back to rest on the back of her neck. Inhaling her scent, I bring her head closer to mine. “Torture is meant to be slow and agonizing, baby.” My voice is a rough whisper, just as my mouth crashes with hers, kissing her deeply. I could live behind this curtain with her until my last breath. I want to keep her from this fucked up world we’ve already endured enough of, because she is far too precious to me to let anyone even look at her.
I would never be able to do that. She needs to thrive in this world. I am the Hades to her Persephone, with Devin being the link between our worlds. He’s just the right amount of sunlight for her and darkness for me. The knot in my chest seems to loosen at this realization, one that I’ve been refusing to see all this time. I was too busy being blinded by his light and charisma to notice that he prowls the dark corners of the world just as much as I do. And that maybe, even though Lena is the light, she loves to see the shadows it can create and let us wreak havoc in them.
Our fucking queen . The only one who can bring us to our knees. The one I would crawl through the flames for and not even notice as it melts my skin from my bones.
She grinds her pussy against my abs, searching for friction that I refuse to let her find right now. Still gripping her ass, I drag her up my body, planting her center right onto my face. “Grab the headboard,” I murmur as I lick up her center. She moans my name as I swirl my tongue around her swollen clit, her pleasure building. But, if she thinks that she’s going to get off just because she’s sitting on my face, she couldn’t be more wrong.
I lap her up, careful not to stimulate one area for too long. Every time I move my tongue, she growls in frustration. It’s music to my ears to hear her suffer through my edging. It’ll be that much more rewarding for the both of us when I finally let her come.
Her thighs start to shake and at the last second, before she can find release, I throw her off me, her body bouncing on the mattress. She yells my name, but I just lick her from my lips as I stand and make my way to my dresser. If it’s rough she wants, it’s rough she’ll get.
I grab the black, leather bag from inside the top drawer, filled with some of my favorite things. I turn and see her on her knees, running her fingers over her breasts like a fucking brat who knows better. Her face is flushed, and she’s still breathing heavily, her eyes darkening as they fill with desire.
Smirking, I cross the room and dump the contents onto the bed. The flush that had just filled her face vanishes as she takes in the toys that are scattered in front of her.
Twirling my finger, I gesture for her to turn around. “Hands on the headboard, like I fucking told you.” She complies, but not without a scoff, dramatically planting her hands firmly on the top of the headboard. Fucking brat .
I take a moment to stare at her ass, already speckled with red marks and bruises from my harsh grip. Fucking beautiful .
I curl my fingers around the ball gag, running it across my palm and squeezing it. “As much as I love to hear you scream my name, muffling them seems to be my favorite.” Lowering the gag in front of her face, I press it to her lips. “Open wide, baby.” She opens her mouth, the ball gag filling it, as I buckle it around her head.
Next up is the blindfold. “Lights out,” I say, as I lower the mask over her face, her body shivering at my touch as I run my hands over her skin. Her small tremors of anticipation as my fingers brush over her make me even harder. I’ve fucked my fair share of women, ones who chased after me until I finally gave in, but I’ve never had one anticipate my touch so much.
She doesn’t have a fucking clue what she does to me.
I scrape my nails down her calf and buckle a cuff around her ankle, doing the same with her other leg. Her muffled whimpers are music to my ears as I make her wait on pins and needles for my next moves.
I cup her breast with my hand, playing with her budded nipple, eliciting a surprised gasp from her. Goosebumps crawl across her skin, her head falling back with a moan as I adorn her with nipple clamps. My cock twitches at her every reaction, making this just as tortuous for me as it is for her.
I can hear her begging behind her gag, her pleas barely making it past the rubber ball secured in her mouth. “That’s it, baby, fucking beg for me. Beg like the dirty little slut you are.”
Cuffing each wrist slowly, I watch as her fingers tighten around the wood of the headboard, her muscles twitching with each caress of my fingers up her arm. “I hope you’re flexible, baby because this is where I mold you to exactly how I want you.” My words are deep, but I barely hear them over the thundering of my pulse in my ears.
I’m excited . I have a beautiful woman in my bed willing to give herself to me. To take me exactly for who I am, and not ask any questions, even though I know it’s killing her not to, and I’m fucking excited. It’s like unwrapping a gift on Christmas morning and it is exactly what you wanted.
I guide her back away from the headboard, just far enough that I can bend her over. With her ass in the air, her arms slide under her body, lining her wrists up with her ankles. I clip them together, keeping her in place. “Such a good girl, letting me bend you until you nearly break.” I slap her ass, and she lets out a muffled cry, the sound running straight to my already throbbing cock. “Your ass looks so good, so fucking perfect with my marks across your skin.” I slap the other cheek, her body twitching, but this time instead of a cry, it’s a moan.
Perfection .
Grabbing the butt plug, I slide it between her legs and pump it into her cunt, letting her arousal coat every inch of it. She lets out a soft sound, one of relaxed pleasure. I’ll have to do something about that and keep her guessing all night. Removing the plug, I use my free hand and spread her cheeks, causing her to stiffen, a soft whimper pushing past the gag.
“Relax, baby. I intend to fill every one of your holes and fuck you until you pass out.” I press the plug against her tight hole and watch as she tries to relax. I slide it in, her arousal easily the best lube, and she lets out a guttural moan just as I turn it on, the small vibrator coming to life. I’ll buy stock in these fucking things if only to hear her make that sound for the rest of my life.
Sliding my hand between her legs, my pointer finger circles her entrance and I groan. “Goddammit, Lena, you’re so fucking wet.” Slowly pumping it in and out, I’m careful not to touch her swollen, sensitive clit. I add in another digit, building on her torture, her moans of pleasure getting louder.
The mattress sinks under my weight as I position myself behind her, taking in the view of her ass and pussy on display for me. I have her at the perfect angle that my secure camera feed will let me watch this moment back whenever I want. And to broadcast it on the living room TV, just to fuck with Devin. He’s not the only one who's trained in torture.
I line up my cock to her entrance, her hips rocking back, trying to take me. My palm connects with her ass, the smack ringing out, causing her hips to jerk away and a muffled yelp. “Don’t be a greedy little slut, Lena. It will only make me draw this out even longer.” I bend down and sink my teeth into the flushed skin of her ass, taking a bite like it’s the most delicious apple. Her scream turns to a groan as the metallic taste of her blood fills my mouth.
Fuck, she takes the pain better than I could have ever imagined. If I believed in a god, I would be thanking them for dropping this angel right into my life.
I pull back and see my teeth marks, two curved rows, pressed into her ass. “I could just eat you alive, baby, bite by bite.” I swirl my tongue over the marks, wiping away the small swells of blood. She won’t get out of here without a mark from me on every part of her body. I don’t care how long it takes, I will make sure everyone, including Devin, knows that she’s just as much mine as she is his.
I rake my cock up her center and across her clit, applying just enough pressure. Her body shudders as her desire drips all over me, coating me in it. I slide back, lining myself up again and sinking just the tip into her. Her walls attempt to grip me, but I keep myself just far enough out that they can’t pull me in. “Do you want this cock, baby?” My voice is rough and I see her nodding her head, her unintelligible muffles pleading for me. “How bad do you want it? Come on, tell me?” I taunt and tease her as she tries her fucking hardest to tell me around the gag, her spit running down her face onto the sheets.
“What’s that? You don’t want my cock?” I hear the panic rise in her voice as if I would ever actually take it away from her. I want this just as much as she does, if not fucking more, but torture is torture. Just as she tries to rock her hips back, I slam my cock into her all the way to the hilt. Her pussy tightens around my cock, and I let out my own groan as I hold still in her, keeping her right where I want her. “Such a good fucking girl, taking my entire cock.”
Gripping her hips, letting my fingers bruise her skin, I pull back out and slam into her again, the sound of her cries already has my balls tightening up. “Fuck. Your pussy was made for me.” I find my rhythm, and just by the way she feels, I already know that when I do come, I will come hard .
I slow my rhythm slightly and reach down, picking up the last toy in my arsenal: the black wand vibrator. “Do you want to come, baby?” I turn it on to the highest setting because I want her to come hard and come fast. I want her to continue to walk the line of her pleasure and my inflicted pain.
Nodding her head, I place the wand directly on her clit, making her jump. Her moans are a symphony as she starts to rock her hips, creating even more friction. “That’s it, baby. I want to watch you come undone and scream my name.” Her pussy clenches around my cock as I pump in and out of her, her pleasure rising until she’s falling over the edge. She screams my name and even muffled, it’s a beautiful sound as she comes hard on the wand.
I throw it on the bed, grip both of her hips and pound myself into her, my cock thickening as she clenches around me. “Yes, baby, choke my cock with that sweet pussy.” The words are gruff as my balls tighten even more and the warm tingle works up my spine. I slam myself into her as I come hard, filling her with my cum. I pull out slightly, letting my cum seep out and down her legs, painting her like a prize winning portrait with my seed .
I pick up the still vibrating wand, and I hear her whimper as I hover it over her swollen clit. “I said it would be torturous, baby, and I’m a man of my word.” I press the vibrator against her, and she sobs as she instantly orgasms, her pussy clenching around my semi hard cock. “What’s that, baby? You want me to fuck your ass now?” Her sobs of pain and pleasure are making me hard again.
I lean over her and peck soft kisses along her spine, her body nearly spasming beneath me as I hold the vibrator against her center. I see tears running down her face from under her mask, mixing with the drool that’s pooling on the sheets. I can’t wait to look back on this video, because she’s never been more beautiful than she is being filled with my cum and coming completely undone at my touch.
I pull out from her pussy, my cock gleaming from the mix of our cum, and pull the plug from her ass. I throw both the plug and the vibrator over my shoulder, a mess I’ll clean up later. Raising myself up, I slap her ass, marking her all over again as I line myself up with her hole. “You’re stretched and ready for me, baby. I’m going to fill you up with my cum all over again.”
I press myself against her as she wiggles her ass against my tip, clearly begging for it. Fuck, I love the way she wants me. I press into, filling her inch by inch, my cock twitching as it begs for more of her.
She groans as I keep pushing in. “Such a good little slut, taking my cock so perfectly in your ass.” I grip her hips and yank her back onto me all the way to the hilt. “Fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come again in no time.”
I don’t waste any more time and pound into her, our cum the perfect lube for me to take her ass over and over. She moans with every thrust, and it gets me going even more, because the next time I take her, I’m going to take that little mouth and fuck down her throat. She will be mine and mine only until I’m ready to share with Devin again, and who knows how long that will be. I can’t wait to see his face when he sees the marks I’ve left on her—and I can’t wait to give him ones to match.
These two are mine . Fucking mine and no one else’s. I might be a recluse in my nature, my past driving me away from anyone who remotely showed me any compassion, but I want to come out to the world with them and only them. This delicate game that Devin and I have been playing for years is over, and he doesn’t have to question the rules anymore.
I lose myself in her and before I know it, I’m coming and filling her up, my monster coming to the surface and roaring through the room. I pull out and let my cum coat her even more, the sight being something to behold. If I could keep her just like this, I fucking would.
Sliding from the bed, I take her in, a perfect mess of cum, blood, and saliva wrapped up with a bow on my bed. I step out of the way to make sure that the camera can capture her perfectly before I finally release her. Unclipping her restraints, she keeps in her position like the good little girl she is.
Removing her blindfold, she blinks the tears away that have collected on her lashes. The look on her face is one that I don’t think I’ve seen yet. Contentment. She looks completely satisfied and that damn near makes me hard again. Unbuckling the gag, she licks her lips and flexes her jaw, still staying in the same position until I lift her under her arms and bring her up onto her knees.
Raising her chin, I lower my mouth to hers, my tongue pushing through to hers. Her hands are warm against my chest as she lets her nails dig into my muscles. My teeth scrape against her bottom lip as I pull back, gripping her chin. “Tell me who you belong to.” My voice is thick, my words rough.
“And what would you do if I said Devin?”
Oh, you fucking little tease.
“Then I’d have to do everything all over again until you get the answer right.”
She smirks as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me back to her. “I think we might be able to find the answer in the shower, but you might just have to fuck it out of me.”
A growl rips through me as I grab her hips, yanking her to me, her legs wrap around my waist as I hoist her up. I walk her to the shower as she licks and sucks at my neck, my cock hardening again. “Lena, I will fuck this dirty mouth for as long as it takes until you get it right.”
I take the time to clean us up, making sure that she’s okay to do more, even though she runs her hands over me and grips my cock at the base. I let her press me against the wall and touch me from head to toe, something I’ve rarely let anyone do. She’s brought back a part of me that I had thought had long since died in my previous life, a small part of who I used to be.
I let her explore me as the water washes away the soap on our skin, asking me about my scars and tattoos as she lets me fuck her. I don’t even bother shutting the shower door, because I don’t want Devin to miss out on the sounds that she’s about to make as she chokes on my cock.