My hands dug into her thighs until she whimpered. Her guard dropped—her body always under my control—so I grabbed her wrists and flipped us over. Now,Iwas the one straddling her, pinning her hands to the forest floor, staring at her parted lips.
I’m her fucking predator.
It would never be the other way around.
I jutted my chin to the knife in her hand.
“What was the plan, Av?” I leaned down until my lips were hovering over hers. “Were you going to hurt me? Cut me maybe?”
She moaned when my hips pressed down, grinding my cock against her.
“Does that turn you on?” I teased her lips with my tongue, pulling back when she tried to kiss me. “Do you want me to bleed for you? Do you want to mark me again?”
Her eyes were wide, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth.
“Answer me,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin.
“Yes.”
My cock was begging for her pussy, but my heart ached to give her everything she wanted.
“I want you riding my cock while you do it,” I said before flipping us back over.
I slipped my sweatpants down until my cock sprang free, and then I helped her lower herself onto me. Her tight cunt felt amazing as she descended, taking me deep. My hands remained on her hips, holding her down even as she tried to bounce.
“Row, it’s too much,” she whined.
“You can handle it, baby. Stay right there until you’re finished carving me up. Then, I want to finish what I started.”
“This isn’t exactly clea—”
“We can clean it when we get back home; just hurry up before I decide to fuck you instead and you lose your opportunity.” I took her hand, placing the end of the blade over a blank spot on my hip.
The rain had washed a decent amount of the paint off my body, but it was still risky to let her do this. It didn’t matter. I needed her to understand just how deep I’d fallen for her, how willing I was to do anything for her.
It would help her understand the things I’d done, everything I put her through to get us here.
A sharp pain exploded across my hip as she pressed the knife into my skin. I had no idea what she was carving. It could’ve been a dick for all I knew, but I savored every slice, every sting, my cock hardening with the pain. I watched her eyebrows knit as she focused, taking her time to give me another mark.
She got upset every time I shifted my hips, moving my cock inside her.
“I’ll fuck it up if you don’t stay still,” she said through gritted teeth.
“Please hurry,” I groaned.
She giggled. “It’s kind of cute when you beg. Now I get why you like hearing it so much.”
“I’ll have you begging soon if you don’t hurry it up, Av.”
I was hanging by a thread, ready to snap at any moment and fuck her no matter the consequence. Even getting stabbed didn’tsound all that bad if it meant being buried inside her tight, wet cunt.
“I’m done.”
I moved quickly, grabbing the knife from her hand, tossing it somewhere far away from us so she didn’t get hurt. Then, I flipped us back over, staying inside her the entire time. She gasped when I started moving, thrusting with deep desperation.
The blood from my new wound was warm as it trickled down my thigh, but it didn’t stop me from plowing into her until her eyes rolled back and her pussy clenched, refusing to let me go, begging me to fill her up.
Which was exactly what I did.
