She rushed forward, grabbing my jaw, her red painted thin lips pulled back from her yellowing teeth. “You willneverescape us, Azrael,” she hissed as another lash sliced through me. “We will haunt your waking thought. We will fuck your mind until the day your infected heart finally stops beating.”
I laughed, the warmth of the blood dripping down my back, soaking through my pants. “Tick tock,” I said, my voice not my own. “Tick TOCK,” I said again, my voice growing louder and more manic. “TICK TOCK!” I screamed, forcing her back a step. “TICK TOCK!” I said one last time before the laughter took control.
Present Day
My jaw tightened and I shoved the vibrator deep into her, her cunt swallowing the three fingers holding it whole.
She cried out, her body going taut.
“Tick tock tick tock tick—”
“No,” I snarled, stepping up inches from her, trying to remain in control. Iwouldremain in control.
I wrapped my hand around her throat and pressed her into the wall, squeezing it until no air could fill her lungs. “What are you doing to me,sinner?” I sang, feeling my smile grow. “Just because I Claimed you doesn’t mean what they think it does, I won’t allow it,” I told her. “You are my toy, myweapon. My mind in a skirt. You are nothing more.Nothing.”
Her eyes cracked open, tears streaming down her cheeks, her blown pupils trapping me.
“I am yours,”her eyes said. She grunted, her body going rigid.
I pulled my fingers and the vibrator out, her entire body going slack, shaking in need.
Her eyes drifted aimlessly around the room as I released her neck, her nostrils flaring. She inhaled deeply, coughing the best she could, her head rolling.
I took her down while she was still in and out of consciousness and carried her to the room across the hall. Placing her on the bed, she sank into the covers, still whimpering around the tie. She tried to move her hands, tried to make a sign, and if it had been anyone else, maybe they wouldn’t have seen what she was trying to say, but I did.
“More.”
I couldn’t help the smile. “Darling little sinner, we are far from done.” I shackled her wrists to the chain above her head and climbed onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs. I slid my hands up the back of her thighs, shuddering at the softness of her skin, my cock throbbing painfully. I found her eyes, locked on mine, and gently pushed her knees up to either side of her hips, opening her wide for me.
“Fucking divine,” I hummed.
She moaned, fighting against the chains, trying to move her hips forward.
I think she liked it when I cursed. I think it sent a thrill through her just like the idea of women cursing. Breaking thelaws, bending the rules. A whore for rebellion just as she was a whore for pain. “What you need, little sinner,” I said, releasing one leg to undo my pants and pull my cock out, “is something more than scars.” I pushed her knees back until they touched the bed at her waist. I moved forward and slowly shoved my cock into her, watching her body react to it.
The panting.
The moaning.
The heaving.
She shook and whimpered, tears, snot, and drool dripping into her hairline, her new scars glowing. All mine.
This was all mine.
I shoved my hips forward and she cried out.
I grabbed her knees and shoved them up towards her chest slamming into her wet, greedy cunt, watching as her body arched and shivered, reacting to mine. She pulled at the chains, her legs tightening, her head leaning back into the pillows, revealing her long, porcelain neck.
She groaned, her entire body tightening around mine as I fucked her so hard, the bed scraped along the ground.
Seconds later, she collapsed, her eyes finding mine, her face flushed, sweat coating her brow. Her attention only lasted half a second before her eyes fell to her breasts, her fingers moving aimlessly.
I didn’t need her words to know what she wanted.
I lifted my hand and slapped her right breast hard, her body jerking, her eyes rolling.
I slapped it again, and again, my thrusts faster, the bed groaning its disagreements.
