Chapter 51 #2
“Then set him up.” I took a seat next to the bed, resting my arm on the armrest and not missing her frown as she pushed away from the wall. “Plenty time to fuck your mouth and your pussy, little fox.”
I could’ve sworn she growled a response, and my lips twitched. Even though she’d finally accepted she belonged to me, getting a rise out of her was far more entertaining.
Silently, I watched her work, her scent filling my nostrils, her efficiency making my cock impatient. When she leaned down to tape the needle to my arm, I caught a lock of hair that had come loose from her messy bun and twirled it around my finger.
She lifted her gaze to meet mine. This close I could see the green lines in amber eyes, so fucking hypnotic, I felt myself being pulled under, drowning in them. Tugging on the lock jerked her face closer, her breath warm against my lips.
“Kiss me.” It was a command not a request.
She inhaled on a shaky breath before her lips inched over mine in the softest of kisses.
I’d never been gentle with her and craving that submission, I slipped my free hand around her waist, yanked up her dress and pulled her onto my lap.
In the time it took her to react, I was already sucking the shit out of her mouth.
Still, her hands fell to my shoulders in a vain attempt to push me away. I gripped her ass tighter, my fingers digging into the soft flesh, grinding her on my cock. Nipping her bottom lip opened her mouth and I plunged my tongue inside. Traces of wine, cherry and mint filled my tastes buds.
Pushing a finger between her ass cheeks, I found her tight little hole and pressed down. She whimpered, her nails biting into my shoulders, her hips unconsciously rocking over my thick length. I broke the kiss to nip at her jaw, fucking her back hole in a slow tease.
“Remo,” she whispered, her movement frantic.
“That’s it, little fox, keep your eyes on me and fuck yourself on my cock.”
She did as I asked. Gripping my shoulders, her hips picked up speed, grinding on my throbbing dick. Admittedly, dry humping had never been this engaging and I was seriously close to spilling in my briefs. The thought brought a wry smile to my lips.
“Lean back and let me see your pussy, baby.” Her cheeks red, she shook head. “Now,” I warned.
Before I could stop her, she grabbed my finger still stuck in her hole, pushed at it and jumped off my lap. “I’m on my period,” she blurted.
One brow raised; I chuckled. “I practically kill every day, you think a little blood from your pussy is going to stop me fucking you?”
“Please, it’s…” she trailed off, biting her bottom lip, her eyes shifting to Lorenzo as if he’d save her from me.
“What,” I asked, bringing her gaze back to me. “Gross?” She nodded.
On the verge of lunging for her, she stepped back, pointing to the transfusion line running between me and my brother.
“Come here.” She hesitated and my brow shot up, warning her not to defy me.
“Now, Ishika.” Her eyes flared at my use of her name and steps slow, she neared me.
“On your knees.” This time, there was no hesitation as she sank to the floor. “Take it out.”
Eyes filled with defiance, glared at me yet her fingers worked the button and zipper on my pants.
Biting my bottom lip, I grinned, earning a forced scowl from her pretty face.
By the second time I’d fucked her, she accepted that defying me was a clear waste of time and appeasing me, worked in her favor too.
“Suck me, little–” My words morphed into a deep groan as her wet lips wrapped around my head, her tongue teasing the slit. She slid lower, taking almost all of me in her hot, slick mouth, her moan vibrating through my fucking balls. “Fuck, just like that, baby.” The words spilled from my lips.
Slowly, she glided up and down, my hand unknotting the messy bun and tangling in her silky-soft hair as she worked me into a frenzy, the muscles on my thighs twitching, my balls tightening with the need to spill down her throat.
Lorenzo groaned in his sleep, and she froze, her eyes darting to him before she was up to check on him. When she turned around, I pointed to the drip line.
“Off now.” She rolled her eyes and removed the line. Rising, I grabbed her waist, spun her around, bent her over the counter and dropped to my knees behind her.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Eating pussy.” I pushed her dress up over her waist and slid her panty down.
“This is not the time, Remo.” She squirmed.
I smacked her ass, the sound loud in the small room. She froze, her head jerking to Lorenzo’s sleeping form.
“If you’re quiet, he won’t hear anything.”
When she leaned over counter, baring her ass to me, I palmed both her ass cheeks, spread her wide open and circled her back hole with my tongue. She jerked and let out a little groan but stayed put.
“Sex during your period has benefits, little fox. It helps with the cramps.” I reached around to circle her clit with my middle finger, holding her ass with my other hand to keep her still.
“It can even be more gratifying, better lubrication.” When I sucked on her back hole again, she hissed in a breath. “Why would I say no to that?”
Moving my hand from her ass to her back, I pushed down.
She bent forward, her chest kissing the counter, giving me more access to her pussy.
I gripped the tampon string with my teeth, gave it a yank until it pulled free and dropped it to the floor.
Ishika stiffened, glancing at me over her shoulder.
I winked then dragged my tongue the length of her pussy.
She gasped, her legs locking on either side of me.
Her pussy pulsed with need. I continued to lick her, pushing my tongue deeper into her pussy until she shuddered.
Circling her clit with the tip of my tongue, I bit down, drawing a shocked cry from her.
I licked and bit until she pushed her ass back, craving more, until her legs trembled, until she gripped the counter as an orgasm shuddered through her.
Tasting her arousal mixed with her blood had my cock hard, ready to sink into her warm flesh.
I stood with my fingers already pulling out my cock and buried myself to the hilt in one quick slide.
“Fuck, little fox.” I breathed against her neck, caging her with my arms on either side of her.
Grasping her chin, I turned her head. “Suck, baby.” I shoved my tongue inside her mouth, sweeping it around her teeth and the roof, letting her taste her blood and cum.
I thought it she’d gross out, instead she sucked on my tongue, moaning as she did so, biting my bottom lip in the process and that fucked with my need for her.
Gripping her waist, I fucked her relentlessly, the force making her hips crash into the countertop.
I lifted one of her thighs, giving me better access and somehow crazed by the scent of her blood, I fucked harder, faster, deeper, until she turned her head and bit into my arm to muffle her cry.
Her pussy clamped down on my cock, and I fucked her through her orgasm.
I dropped her leg, turned her around and lifted her onto the counter, sinking my cock in deep.
She wrapped her legs around me tightly and her arms locked behind my neck.
Her wet, hot pussy quivered around me, threatening to choke every inch.
I squeezed her ass firmly as I increased my speed, fucking her into oblivion.
“Come for me, little fox.” I demanded, crashing as pleasure sprinted down my spine and I gave into my own release. She followed not long after.
As she shattered under me, part of me wanted to wake up every day with her stunning body in my arms, my fingers in her wet pussy, her delectable scent in my nostrils, her beautiful face the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes, and her taste on my tongue for breakfast.
While the deranged part wanted to fuck her in the most depraved ways, ruin that pussy until she’d beg to scream in pained pleasure, taint her beauty with my imperfections, rip her good doctor wholesomeness to pieces, corrupt her morals with dark sin, to break her and put her back together again, one fuck at a time, until my name was her redemption.
Yeah, fucked up.
I pulled back to stare down at my exquisitely painted cock, the tip resting just inside her lips then lifted my gaze to meet hers. “Now that, is one beautiful fucking sight, swollen pussy leaking your blood and our cum, the perfect combination.”
“I can’t decide if you’re insane…” she breathed. “Or still a monster.”
I slid back in, and let my cock twitch inside her, noticing her flared nostrils with a chuckle.
“Would you like to argue how you cum for the fucked-up monster so easily, so perfectly?” She opened her mouth and at my raised brow, closed it again.
“I didn’t think so.” I grinned, earning a scowl I loved on her beautiful face.
Leaning closer until my lips hovered above hers, I breathed in the scent of her perfume, her blood and our arousal.
She palmed my cheek, the action a first yet gentleness I couldn’t accept. Regardless, I couldn’t pull away, somewhat mesmerized by her touch. “Why me?”
Eyes locked with hers, I fought the attraction, fought against the hold she had on me and shifted into my usual banal arrogance. “Because you fucking tempt me too much,” I gritted. “Your fight, your defiance, it all turns me the fuck on.”
“Lies,” she whispered. “There’s more.” Those beautiful eyes dared me to deny her statement. “Don’t hide from me.”