“C—cause?”
I nod empathetically. “The Sanctum of Ash and its Prophets can’t be allowed to darken this world any longer. It’s our duty as survivors to eradicate them.”
She fights to get out of my hold. “Stop! Stop telling me these things, stop implicating yourself.”
Grinning, I tilt my head. “Aw, Jules… You really think there’s still a way out for you? If only you don’t have proof, if only we don’t outright say that we’ve been killing our abusers, then you’re free to go?”
Her dark eyes overflow, tears spilling over onto her pale cheeks.
“What are these tears for, hm? Us, the monsters we kill, or yourself?”
“If you don’t let me go, you’re just as bad as they are,” she whispers tonelessly.
Laughing mirthlessly, I back her up against the wall.
“You haven’t seen anything yet, Jewel.”
With that, I crush my lips against hers. When she opens her mouth to protest, I take advantage, sweeping in to taste her fear on my tongue. I groan as she slowly melts againstme, her body responding to mine just as it did hours ago, before she stuck her nose into our business.
Enraged all over again, my touches become more aggressive, my kiss more brutal. Jules whimpers as I bite down on her bottom lip, flavoring our kiss with her blood.
Maybe I am just as bad as Cole in the end. But I want to punish her, make her scream for mercy that won’t ever come, cry for a release that will shatter her. So I grab her throat with one hand and free my cock with the other. The moment I press it against her damp lace panties, an animalistic groan leaves my mouth.
“Fuck, Little Sapphire. You can’t help wanting me, can you?” I stroke myself slowly, tapping my cockhead against her clit through her underwear. When I look down, I see a string of precum and her arousal connecting our sexes. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from coming right then.
“Elias,” Jules sighs, her face showing every conflicted emotion. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Why, Jules? Because I’m never letting you leave this carnival so you could write your sensational story?”
“You’re unhinged,” she moans breathily, making me laugh again.
“What does that make you?”
I pull her underwear aside without giving her a chance to reply, dragging my cockhead over her swollen clit.
“You feel so good. I’d have my dick inside you forever if I could. But you had to go and be a bad girl, didn’t you?”
Parting her folds, I slowly coat my shaft with her honey, enjoying the way she squirms as my piercings connect with her skin, the cadence of her panting breaths.
“Your pussy is begging for my cock, Jewel,” I whisper. “Begging to be stuffed full of my cum. Isn’t it?”
Jules’s fingers curve into claws, and she’s no longerpushing me away, but clinging to me instead, pulling me closer.
“Answer me,” I snarl against her mouth.
“Yes! Okay? Yes, you have a magic fucking dick. Asshole,” she tries to mutter, but it comes out more like a moan.
With a smirk, I wrap her thighs around my waist, holding her against the wall with my body. The smile melts off my face when I penetrate her, fucking her shallowly with just the tip of my cock, her pussy eagerly sucking me into its warmth.
“Ah, fuck, Jules. Nothing compares to your sweet cunt.”
Which is a real fucking shame.
I angle my hips to hit her G-spot with every thrust, Jules trembling in my arms as she clings to me as though I’m her salvation, not her end. It’s not long until that familiar pressure in my balls signals I’m getting close to the edge, and my movements speed up.
Jules is so beautiful like this, scared, turned on, conflicted.
“You’re gonna make me come, Jewel,” I pant, and her tunnel squeezes my cock in response.
