“Well,” I muse. “I guess this won’t be much of a punishment then.”
I show her the fake blood on my hand, enjoying the way her breath catches in her throat. Then I bring it to her opening, smearing it red. The sight of her blood-covered ass makes me moan, and I don’t have it in me to exercise patience—my dick is leaking for her tight tunnel, my mouth dry from want. I push one finger in, then the other, slapping her ass with my free hand when she moans.
“You’re enjoying this too much, Jewel,” I say in a mocking tone. “You really are an anal slut, aren’t you?”
When she says nothing, I reach for her chest, twisting and pinching her nipple. Jules lets out a sharp squeak that quickly turns into a whine. Her asshole clenches around my invading fingers.
“Answer me, Jules.”
“Yes,” she moans. “I’m a whore for anal.”
I lean my forehead on the red handprint I made on her ass cheek, huffing out a laugh.
“You’re full of surprises, Little Sapphire. There’d never be a dull moment with you, would there?”
She moans when I pull back, my fingers leaving her ass. She’s prepared enough, her hole lightly gaping and smeared with fake blood. The depraved visuals make my balls pulse with the need to come in her tight heat.
She lets out a little whine of protest, making my lips curl into a smirk despite the need ravaging my body. She’s so perfect. Why did she have to be a threat?
With a growl, I climb onto the examination table andposition myself behind her. I grab my dick and line it up, ready to sink in.
“I hope you’re ready to repent.”
She tenses, her body trying to keep me out. “Elias, I…”
“I thought you’d do anything, Little Sapphire. Be a good girl and give me your ass.”
With a shuddering breath, she stops resisting me. I push in, inch by agonizing inch, watching my pierced dick get swallowed by her perfect ass. When I pull halfway back, it comes out smeared in red.
I know Cole likes a little erotic bloodletting—I’ve witnessed it enough times. I never saw the appeal myself. Until now. Until Jules.
“That’s it, baby. Take all of me.”
I grunt as I bottom out, panting with restraint. She’s so hot, so fucking tight, I want to slam against her like a fiend. Time to distract myself.
Still inside her, I pull my garrote out of my pocket and unwind it. Without a word of warning, I gently wrap the thin wire around her neck.
“Elias!” she protests, trying to squirm away. It’s too late, though.
“Shh. You don’t want to struggle now, Jewel. You might end up cutting your throat.”
“You’re fucking insane!” she sputters. I grunt when she tenses further, her ass strangling my dick, an ironic counterpoint to the garrote around her neck.
“Yeah. I am,” I admit, carefully holding the garrote handles with one hand as I steady her with the other. “But, baby, your pussy is dripping down onto the table. You can’t lie to me. You love this.”
I wonder what turns her on more—my dick in her ass… or the threat of dying while being fucked in a facsimile of a morgue.
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JULES
Clumsily, I lift one hand from the table and try to get a finger between the garrote and my neck. I don’t quite manage to do that… but I do manage to cut myself on the sharp wire.
As Elias leans over my back to look, I feel more than hear him laugh, his body shaking against mine.
“Stop that, Little Sapphire. Only I’m allowed to hurt you.”
“You’re twisted,” I hiss.
