My head tips back, the world tilting, blurring. “I can’t?—”
“You can.” His teeth scrape my ear. “Because you’re mine. Even when you think you’re breaking, even when you think you’ve got nothing left—fuck, Butterfly, you’ll always take me. Won’t you?”
“Yes,” I sob. “Yes—yes—yes?—”
His hand drops from my throat to my clit, rubbing rough circles, forcing me higher even though my body is alreadywrecked. I try to twist away, but he snarls, pinning me tighter against the rail, cock still buried deep inside me.
“Don’t you dare run from it. You’ll cum for me again. Right here. In the open. With my cum leaking down your thighs and my chain around your throat.”
The sound that tears out of me isn’t human. I break, body convulsing, clenching around him so violently it drags another groan out of his chest. He grinds into me through it, hard and unrelenting, chasing his own high until I feel him spill again, pulsing inside me, filling me until I’m crying with it.
He stays buried, holding me so tight the necklace rattles between us with every ragged breath.
The world goes quiet. Only our gasps. Only the sound of the chain cutting against my throat. Only the way his voice shreds me open when he whispers: “You’ll never get free of me. Not in this life. Not in the next.”
His cock twitches inside me, still half-hard, still buried, but he doesn’t pull out. Doesn’t give me a second to breathe. His hand slides between my thighs, dragging his fingers through the mess of cum leaking out of me.
“Look at that,” he growls, shoving his slick fingers against my lips. “Open.”
I shake my head, tears streaking down my cheeks.
“Open.” His voice is a whip. His hips thrust sharp enough to knock the breath out of me. “Or I’ll fuck your throat raw until you choke on what’s already mine.”
My lips part, trembling. He pushes his fingers inside, forcing me to taste the filth of us. His eyes burn into mine, blue and wild, watching every second.
“Good girl,” he snarls, thumb pressing my tongue down until I gag. “Swallow it. Swallow us.”
I choke, tears spilling, but I do. He grins like a wolf, dragging his fingers back out only to smear the mess down my chin, my throat, marking me with it.
“Now clean me.”
He hauls me off the rail just enough to slide me to my knees, necklace clinking against my collarbone. His cock glistens, streaked with both of us, and he fists it, pressing the swollen head against my lips.
“Open wider,” he orders, hand fisting my hair. “Show me how much you want to wear me on your tongue.”
I gag again when he pushes in, but he doesn’t ease. Doesn’t let me find rhythm. He fucks into my mouth hard, brutal, tears streaming as spit drips down my chin.
“That’s it, Butterfly,” he groans, chain rattling as his hips snap forward. “Take it. Choke on me. You’ll never breathe without me again.”
My throat convulses, gagging around him, but his grip only tightens. His voice is jagged, brutal, whispering filth between thrusts.
“You’re nothing but my whore out here. My mouth. My pussy. My pretty fucking ruin. And you love it.”
I moan around him, broken, raw, my hands clutching his thighs as he uses me.
When he finally pulls out, it’s only to stroke himself once, twice—before he paints my mouth, my cheeks, his cum hot and thick across my skin. He drags the chain tight, forcing me to look up at him while it drips down my chin.
“Now lick it,” he orders, thumb swiping across my cheek before pressing it between my lips. “Every drop. Don’t waste me.”
I obey, trembling, lapping at him, tasting the salt and heat until he growls, satisfied, hauling me back up by the necklace.
His mouth crushes mine, filthy and desperate, kissing me with the taste of him still wet on my tongue.
“You’re mine, Butterfly. In every way. Every hole, every breath, every fucking drop. Mine.”
The bridge groans under us, the river hissing below, but all I can hear is him—his breath ragged, his voice torn open, his cock still buried inside me.
The chain bites my throat when he jerks it, forcing my head back, mouth open. “Look at you,” he snarls, rocking his hips slow and brutal. “Necklace choking you, cunt dripping down my cock, begging like a slut where anyone could see.”
