“Take me there.” I yelp as he lifts me by the backs of my thighs, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.
“Too bad I don’t have those jumper cables with me,” he chuckles, and I roll my eyes. He walks us through the house as his hands go from my thighs to my ass. I groan as his fingers snap the string of my thong. “We have a lot to talk about, but I need you to cum at least three times before we get to the hard stuff,” he informs me as he swings the front door open, the cold air biting into my bare legs. I knew it wouldn’t be this easy. He deserves to know what the fuck is going on.
All these months of no contact, along with still being used and abused by the Radleys, I’m sure they all have been going out of their minds. Well, at least I hope they were, because I have been. They are the reasons I get through the things I amforced to do. Jake would say I enjoy our nightly visits, but it’s only because one of them was on my mind, and unfortunately, the only reason I’m still alive is because of my Fallen Angel. Any time I take the blade to my skin, tears pour from my eyes and all I see is his beautiful face. “Gumdrop, come back to me. Your head is a mess isn’t it?” he asks, and I take a deep breath, wiping the tear that fell down my cheek.
“You don’t even know the half. But for tonight—make me forget it,” I whisper as he slams me up against his truck, fusing his lips to mine.
“I fucking missed you, but most of all, I’m so fucking angry with you,” he spits, sucking the sensitive spot underneath my ear.
“I thought you all left me,” I confess, and he stills, pressing me into the cold metal of his truck and reaching up, wrapping his hand around my throat forcing me to look down at him.
“Look into my soulless eyes, Presley. I got shot for you, same with Axel, who is now in a mental institution for slicing a nurse's face for touching him. I may not express how I feel about you with words but my actions speak volumes!” He growls, tightening his grip, making me feel how serious he is, but I gasp because Mav didn’t tell me about Axel.Motherfucker!“We weren’t allowed near you. We’ve all tried but those pieces of shit swooped in and took over before we could have,” he states as my heart beats erratically in my chest.
“Yeah, they are very much still in control, and I have no way out, yet again,” I whisper, but he tightens his hold.
“We will find a way. If you want out, we will make it happen. I promise you,” he sneers, and I nod.
“I’m just not sure how that can be possible,” I respond, looking down as another tear falls from my eye. He pulls me towards him and runs his tongue up my cheek, licking the tear away.
“No more crying unless I’m gagging you with my cock,” he growls, releasing my throat and bringing me to the back of his truck. Opening the latch, he pulls the tailgate down and places me onto it. Spreading my legs, I lean back as he lifts my skirt and pulls my thong to the side. He looks at me with a smirk, flicking his lip ring. “Do you trust me?” he asks, and I nod.
“I do,” I tell him, and he takes out his knife, licking the blade, causing my breathing to hitch.
“Before I can sink into your tight cunt, I need to get her ready for me. Have you ever been fucked with a knife handle?” he asks, and I immediately shake my head and try to close my legs. “Open them. Don’t shy away from me, Gumdrop. It’s been too long and I’m a starved man! I need you wet and bleeding. You good with that?” he asks, and my eyes widen, not sure how to answer him but he doesn’t wait for me to give him one.
“I smell your fear, Presley, and all it does is turn me on,” he says, taking the blade and dragging it slowly up my thigh, the cold metal making me shiver. His other hand reaches up to my shirt and pulls it down roughly until my tits spill out, causing my nipples to harden from the cold air. I throw my head back, reveling in the sting the blade causes as it reaches the apex of my thighs then over to the other and down to my knees. He growls, and my eyes snap to his as his mouth latches onto my nipple, causing me to moan while he applies pressure to the blade against my skin. His tongue swirls around my hardened peak, and as his teeth bite down, he slices up my thigh while one of his fingers finds my clit, pinching it.
“Oh, fuck!” I shout, and his mouth switches to the other nipple while he slices into my other thigh just as a finger sinks inside of me.
“Mmm, Gumdrop. You’re nice and wet for me,” he groans as I whimper, wanting more. So much more. “Do they get you this wet for them?” he asks, and I growl.
“Not unless I’m thinking of you or one of your brothers,” I answer truthfully.
“Next time they force you to cum, I want you screaming our names. We are the only ones allowed to drip from your lips. Do you understand me!” he spits, sinking another finger into me as he presses the tip of the blade against my clit.
“Yes, yes. Only for you!” I pant, and he removes his finger only to replace it with the handle of the knife. I spread my legs wider for him, arching my back from the fullness I feel.
“You like my handle, don’t you? Such a dirty slut,” he growls, pumping the handle in and out of me as the edge of the blade nicks me with every thrust. I reach down to play with my clit, but he slaps my hand away and disappears between my legs. Instead I squeeze my tits and pull at my nipples, groaning when I feel his tongue flicking my clit rapidly.
“Holy shit. Fuck! Yes, right there, Casp. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” I beg as he bites down on my tender flesh, slamming the handle deeper inside of me. “Oh my god. This feels so fucking good,” I pant, pinching my nipples as he laps me up. I tighten around the handle, feeling my orgasm building and building deep in my belly. “I’m so fucking close,” I whimper as he picks up his pace, eating my pussy relentlessly as the handle continues to pound into me, the blade nicking my entrance. Jesus fucking Christ.
“Cum for me, let me taste your gumdrops,” he orders, angling the handle up as he bites down on my clit, sending me over the hill, and I shatter all over his face and knife. My whole body convulses as my cum splashes against the bed of his truck. He lifts his head from between my legs and licks his lips. Blood and cum drips down his chin as he removes the handle from inside me. “Such a good girl, baby. I think you’re ready for me.” He grins, a sinister smile spreading across his face. I know that smile only means trouble. Fuck!
He pulls me down so my ass is damn near hanging off the edge of the bed as he unbuttons his jeans, pulling them down over his hips along with his boxers. He grips his thick cock in his hand, stroking it a few times as his piercing glistens in the moonlight. Jesus, it’s gotten bigger or something. How the hell is he going to fit that in me.
“Don’t be scared. It will fit. Just like last time.” He grins, but I shake my head.
“I don’t think so, Ghost. You ripped me in half the last time,” I remind him, but footsteps suddenly approach us, and he growls covering me. He looks over his shoulder as the guy and girl who took me walks towards us.
“What?” he spits, and they both stop in their tracks.
“Time's up! Jacob Lee is going nuts down there looking for her,” he states, and I immediately put my tits away and panic because I know what consequences tonight's actions will bring me. Caspian roars in anger then turns to me, and I jump.
“This is not how I wanted our night to end. Also, if I see another mark on your perfect skin from him, his demise is going to come sooner than planned,” he growls, and I nod, knowing there is no use in arguing. I grip his face, pulling him to me and pressing my lips against his, kissing him softly.
“Stop fighting for me. Act like I don't matter to you—any of you. It's the only way to make this easier for me,” I whisper, but he shakes his head.
“Not a chance, Gumdrop. I'm the demonslayer, even if I'm a demon myself,” he fires back, and I laugh, shaking my head.
