A hand brushed against my spine and Grim tugged his zipper down. He bunched my dress around my hips.
“What did I say about wearing underwear?” he growled, palming the lace at my pussy. Before I could respond, he stretched them to the side, and I felt the heat of his thick head edging me open.
I swallowed air, grasping the headstone of some old, deceased ancestor. It smelled like damp earth and sweetly rotting leaves.
“You get your wish.” Grim slid an inch deeper,stretching me wide in a delirious ache. “I’ll fuck you until you die.”
Should I fuck you until you die? Feel your cunt squeeze me until your life drains around my cock?
His words spun me back to the body at my feet, to the night that changed everything.
This was why Grim was so addicting. Death wasn’t necessarily what I craved, but total surrender. Letting him do anything he wanted with me, and knowing he would only do whatIneeded.
He slammed his cock the rest of the way inside me. It was thick and hard and I couldn’t breathe from the fullness. The pain of it melted into a jagged, cutting pleasure.
“Didn’t know a dead girl could have such a perfect pussy.” He thrust hard and rough, words scraping against my flesh.
“It would be so easy to kill you.” Grim’s hand closed around my throat, slightly bruising. “Fuck. You’re so fucking wet. This get you off? You want me to kill you?” His lips were hot on my cheek, moving jagged against mine with each thrust.
I lost myself to the feeling of being completely vulnerable, split on his cock, while he drove into me, punishing and deep. Suicide had been a way to control the uncontrollable. This? This was surrendering control, letting Grim have it.
“Kill me,” I breathed. “Fuck me. Whatever you want.”
His head fell to my neck on a groan, licking and biting his mark. “So fucked up. So perfect. Fucking made for me.”
His pace picked up, driving hard and cruel. I shook with the force of him, gripping the headstone for dear life. The stone was rough beneath my fingertips, stabilizing me as Grim punished me with his cock. I was totally at his mercy. And that realization had my eyes rolling back.
No sooner had my eyes closed than Grim barked, “Open them. Watch your funeral.”
My eyes popped open, my casket nearly in the ground. Grim hammered into me asGemma Crowne, America’s Princesswas laid to rest. He whispered hot things. Unholy things.
Such a good girl, letting me kill her.
Even when you’re dead, this pussy is mine.
Die on my cock.
It was so fucked up. So wrong. Something about the unholy marriage of sex and death had me panting. I scraped at the headstone, fingers abrading.
“Be quiet when you come.” Grim slid the hand at my neck up, spanning my jaw and mouth. “Dead girls don’t speak.”
His other hand gripped my neck while he pressed his thumb between my teeth, holding my tongue down. Split on his cock, my neck in his hand, hand in my mouth, I was completely filled up. I couldn’t move, at Grim’s mercy as he slammed into me and my orgasm built to painful heights.
He bit my neck and I fell apart.
I came as the casket disappeared into the ground. Sharp, jagged pleasure rolled through my body in waves. I felt it everywhere. From the tips of my fingers, to tingling between my teeth, to the muscles stretched thin in my calves.
Grim held me through it all, whispering coaxing, dirty words against my flesh. When it was over, when I was nothing but a spent, panting mess, he still held me. He kissed my neck, slow and gentle. Pulled my head back to lick away the tears.
Bringing me back to earth.
Grim slowly disentangled. Slid out of all parts of me—my mouth, my neck, my pussy. He held me against his bodyso I didn’t fall to a puddle on the earth. His palm came between my thighs, and I jolted at the sensation.Too sensitive.
His free arm bolted around my waist, keeping me pinned as he massaged my pussy, pushing the come back up inside me.
He removed his hand and spun me around, back pressed against the headstone. He fucked his finger into my mouth, bruising the back of my throat, letting me taste him and me together.
“Good girl,” he said, voice warm and pleased.
