“I’m going to make your cunt all bloody for me again.”
Then he swipes at the blood on my chest, causing me to whimper, and confusion washes over me, but when he coats his cock in his own blood, I finally realize something.
He liked the thought of taking my virginity but didn’t allow himself to enjoy it fully.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Azrael
Her eyes stay on me as I move around the bed and grab the fabric of her torn shirt. Then I wrap it around her wrists, ignoring the way she tries to read me.
She won’t be able to.
I barely exist as the man she knows in this moment. With a tug, I pull on the bindings, loving the way she whines.
Then I move between her legs and throw the glass on the bed. Her cunt is already slick with arousal, and the moment I drag my bloody fingers over her gleaming pussy, she becomes the perfect canvas for me to fulfill a fantasy I haven’t until now allowed myself to experience.
The way my name glimmers on her chest causes a powerful surge of domination to build inside me.
“I’ve never witnessed anything so beautifully bloody before,” I mutter. “You belong to me now. Do you understand me?”
She nods.
“For an eternity,” I confirm.
She swallows. “Yes. For an eternity.”
Every muscle in my body is cinched tight as I stare down at my bloody masterpiece. My cock dripping with eagerness and her cunt radiating desire make the perfect palette for my plan. I wrap my hand around my cock, reveling in the way she watches me.
“Are you going to scream, no?” I rasp, and excitement zips up my spine with each bloody pump of my cock.
She tilts her head, and I refuse to become lost in her blue orbs. “Do you want me to?” she whispers, and power throbs inside me, eager to expel on her compliant body.
“Yes,” I state, expecting her to be repulsed by the notion.
“Okay. I’ll scream. Make it hurt, make me never want to leave you again.” She bucks beneath me.
Just hearing the words has me flaring into action. I grasp her thighs, bruising, and yank them further apart.
“Azrael,” she moans, and it’s like music to my ears. “Please.”
Fuck, she’s incredible.
She moves to close her legs, but I position myself between them, then guide the head of my bloody cock to her dripping hole.
“I’m taking your cunt, Little Toy.” I groan as overwhelming pleasure fills my entire being. Her pussy grips me, pulling me in deeper, and the blood coating her slick folds has possession ravaging my entirety.
I pull my cock out, and she moans. Then I pump my hips forward. “No…” She moans, shaking her head from side to side. The word brings me a new wave of exhilaration—knowing she wants it while telling me otherwise is incredible, a feeling of control like never before.
“Holy shit,” I growl, slamming forward, and watch in splendor as her tits bounce with each action.
The power behind my movement forces me to grab her throat with both hands, coiling them around her, and revel in the fear in her bulging eyes.
“No. Please. No.”Fuck, yes.
Anger, possession, elation, and desire take over me, each feeling stronger than the other. The darkness encompasses me, and I welcome it.
“You’re my little slave.”Slam.“If I want to fuck your bloody cunt, I will.” Plunging in, I push my cock deeper and deeper into her pussy, loving how it’s slicked red with our juices. “I’ll rip your hole open and fill you with my sin,” I spit out with each powerful surge.
