His blade goes to the bodice of the gown, and I can’t stop the needy, broken sound that erupts from my throat when he jerks his arm up, slicing the gorgeous, insanely expensive dress from my navel all the way up to my breasts.
He rips the gown open all at once, and his knife goes to my throat again.
“Welcome to my monster, princess,” he rasps in a tone I’ve never heard before. He drags the blade over my collarbone, then down the slope of one breast, making my breath hitch sharply.
He brings the tip of the knife to the tight, aching bud of my nipple, sending a storm of pleasure mixed with fight or flight survival instinct exploding through my system. Then the knife slides across my skin, making me shudder and gasp as he teases the lethal point over my other nipple.
The cold blade slips away, immediately replaced by his warm tongue. His teeth nip and then bite down hard, making me scream in broken, fucked-up pleasure as my back jerks violently off the ground.
Vaughn growls and shoves the gown up to my hips. I’m shaking with pain, pleasure, fear and raw, unhinged need for him as he pushes his hand between my legs and cups my pussy through the flimsy black thong.
“My my my, princess,” Vaughn rasps as his mouth returns to my throat. He bites down again, making me shriek before his fingers start to rub my slick pussy through my panties. “You know what I think?” he growls into my skin. “I think you’ve beenwaitingfor me to stop holding back. I think you’ve been aching for my monster to come out to play.”
His fingers slip under the strip of lace, his knuckles brushing against my pussy.
Then his arms jerks, ripping the panties away.
“Is that why this greedy little cunt is so fucking wet and messy for me?” He slaps my pussy, and I cry out, thrashing on the ground as the lightning storm flickers again through my core. My insides liquify, and wet heat floods my thighs.
“What adirtylittlewhore.”
Vaughn shoves two fingers deep inside me. I’m so wet that I can hear the squelching sounds of my pussy eagerly sucking on his fingers as he rams them in and out, over and over, fingering me hard and deep as my core clenches.
My eyes roll back. My throat closes. My heels kick and thrash at the ground as my pussy clamps down around his fingers andfloodshis hand with wetness.
Oh God.
I’m coming already.
Broken, needy, desperate sounds tear from my throat. Vaughn keeps fingering me, rolling my orgasm into another cresting wave that threatens to drown me before he suddenly removes his fingers.
My face caves, needingmorefrom him.
His hardest.
His most unhinged.
Hisworst.
I need to see how deep his depravity goes.
“More,” I whimper, shuddering as he slaps my thighs apart.
“More?” he growls, his body coiling against me as he drags the knife back down my skin. I shiver when he dances the tip over my nipple, my back arching into the edge of the blade. He drags it all the way down my torso.
Between my legs.
Oh God…
I shudder when he teases the flat of the blade against my clit, rubbing the metal back and forth as I throw my head back, clawing at the grass beneath me.
“Vaughn—!”
“Mmm, say my fucking name, baby,” he groans.
His belt jangles open.
“Say my name.Scream itwhile I tear this fucking cunt in half with my cock.”
