4. - – Rylie Hunter
CHAPTER FOUR
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RYLIE HUNTER
Little fucking bitch spitting wine into my face, bold move from my little overdose.
Running through the woods with the crunching of the leaves, the wind picking up under my feet. The wind whips at my face as I pick up speed.
I can smell her cherry perfume mixed with her sweat. All I can think about is my sweet obsession. How I’m going to mark her with my mouth, claw at her until she’s red raw, and make her bleed with my little dagger.
“Come on, Overdose, I thought you were going to make it easy for me. This isn't an adorable game of kiss chase. This is a hunt, it's animalistic, raw, and primal.” I call out to her. She's quiet, she's stubborn, but not for long, not when I find her.
I run as far and as fast as I can. My clit hasn't throbbed in need in a long time. I just need her tongue on me; she is the cure to the heat in my pussy.
And you know what? Corvina has balls. I've never had anyone stand up to me, let alone spit at me.
I've found my little treasure, she's in the graveyard of forbidden souls, in my territory. Perfect little soul.
I pick up the pace and run for her, as she hides behind one of the graves. I get to the metal gates and jump over the medium-sized one.
“I smell your fear, Corvina. I bet you'd look good in a fucking coffin.
Necrophilia wasn't my thing until I met you.
I'd fuck you even if you were 6ft under and crumbling to dust. I'd turn the dust of you into a glass dildo with your blood as decoration.” I shout out even though I know she's listening.
Her breathing gets rapidly faster as I get closer to her.
I grab her by her thick blonde hair, and she fucking screams for me. Thankfully, no one will know where she is.
“Get the fuck off me, you are disgusting.” She tries to fight me off. I push her to the ground on top of a grave. Without a word, she sits up. Tears build up, but she doesn't let them fall; she's a tough cookie, I give her that.
I take off her boots as she watches. She's not fighting, she's accepting. Did she want this as much as I did? She looks at me, unsure what to expect, but she's not running. I take off her leggings and her underwear. Fuck me, this pussy is bare. Weeping for me to taste her.
So I did just that, on the ground laying on my stomach as she moans with pleasure. She pulls my hair, so I am moving with her. Corvina's body grinds on my tongue as it flicks, and I suck her clit. I moan as more of her juices spill onto my tongue.
“That's it, baby, wake up the dead with your cries and moans. This is your stage, and the dead souls around us are your audience. Sing for them, Overdose.” I use my fingers to stretch her little cunt out. I see her thighs shake as her orgasm builds.
As she's about to come, I slow down, edging her. She's quivering for me.
“I swear to fuck, if you don't let me come, it will be more than wine that will be spat at you.” She looks at me with anger and amusement.
“Only if you come to my name, I want you to scream it out. You are my whore, I've claimed you, Corvina Whitmore. I won't let any fucker touch you.” I pump into her as her hole hugs my fingers tightly. I add a third finger.
“I don't even know who the fuck you are, unless you want me to call out a different name.” She was the pyromaniac I needed, my fire starter.
I slap her across the face, not hard, just enough to shock her. “Don't you fucking dare to scream some fuckers name out that's not mine.” Then I go back, thrusting my three fingers into her, and she whimpers for me.
“My name is Riley Hunter, the daughter of the Lost Soul God. Daughter of death, pleasure to meet the girl that is forbidden for me to touch.” I smirk at her as her face drops; she knows who I am. Corvina still doesn't run; she is chasing the adrenaline.
“Riley, I'm going to come. Please, let me come. I need to squirt, it's hurting so much, stop edging me.” Corvina begs for me.
“Good fucking girl, come for me. Be the death of me. Show me what death does to this soaking wet cunt.” And then she floods the soil with her squirt. Her cheeks are flushed all because of me. She looks overwhelmed, but she's breathtaking.
I look over at the grave next to us, and I see a femur that hasn't been buried. I crawl over to it to grab it and crawl back to Corvina as she has her come down.
I take off my boots and my camouflage combats, so I'm in my underwear, sweat beads down Corvina's face.
“Ever wanted to know what an actual bone feels like in your pussy, baby?
Look at me, Overdose. I'm going to ride this with you, come on this femur bone with me.” I take off my underwear, and as soon as the breeze hits my pussy, I whimper.
Corvina lines the femur to her entrance, and I do the same, silence between us nothing but tension. I move closer to her, resting my legs on top of hers. She watches me rubbing the femur on my clit, and she copies, very submissive.
“I can't believe how fucking good this feels. It feels so cold. So wrong, I never thought my first time with a girl would be sharing a femur bone whilst scissoring in a graveyard.” Corvina whimpers with a smile; it was so toxic. Fucked up, brutally mine.
“Dreams come true, Overdose, this is my living proof that if you want something, you hunt her in the woods and into a graveyard.” My eyes roll to the back of my head because my god, if hell wasn't my true home, I'd spend every moment in heaven with her.
“Ride the femur bone with me, my little bone slut, you might have to start calling me bone daddy.” I joke, but she can call me whatever she wants.
Watching her slowly fuck herself with the femur is the most erotic thing that I've experienced.
We both moan together, we are in sync, moving our hips, thrusting into each other.
I've never used a double-ended dildo with a girl, strap-ons, yes, never a double-ended femur.
Well, you know the saying, ‘anything is a sex toy if you have the right intrusive thoughts.’
“Riley, oh my god! That clit piercing looks fucking beautiful. I want to play with it.” Corvina plays with her clit as she watches my pussy take the bone dildo.
Then moments later, both me and Corvina come together.
We stare at each other in ecstasy and lust, deep breathing. I slowly remove the bone between our legs, and she's still watching. Speechless, I bring the bone to my lips on the side she used and lick her come off it and wink at her mid-lick. A breathy moan escapes her.
You know what fuck it, I grab her face and kiss her.
Fuck forbidden lust, she is mine. She deepens the kiss, running her nails through my hair and pulling me in closer.
Without stopping, I pull her on top of me onto my lap.
I hold her, taking her in for a hug. I stroke her blonde hair, keeping her in my hold.
This is the moment I realised I've fucked up.
I can't let her go.