He wasn’t lying, though. His dick in my ass feels incredible, and I don’t think I’ve ever been wetter. It doesn’t hurt that he fucked me earlier and then ran me off before I came. I look down at the table where a little puddle of my arousal grows.
Fuck.
Everything about this is depraved and obscene. One wrong move and I’m dead, the razor-sharp wire resting against my neck as lethal as a loaded gun.
Instead of dampening my arousal, the thought makes my empty pussy clench over nothing.
“Jules, Jules, Jules,” Elias sighs, his cock still plunging inand out of my ass like it’s his to own. His hand leaves my hip to trace the wire on my neck. “You think you’re better than us?”
I grit my teeth even as I bite back a moan. “What’s your malfunction, asshole?”
He slams against me so hard I see starbursts.
“You don’t want me thinking about my malfunction, Jewel. Not unless you want this morgue used for its purpose.”
Chills skitter down my spine at his words. Would he do it? Would he kill me even as he fucks me?
“Oh god,” I moan, unable to keep the exclamation in.
“You like that, don’t you?” Elias asks gleefully. “Like knowing I hold your life in my hands while I’m using your body?”
He slams into me over and over, his piercings dragging against the sensitive walls of my rear tunnel, his words and the situation we’re in bringing me closer to the edge.
Elias tightens his hold on my neck, cutting off my oxygen even as his garrote threatens to cut my skin. His lips graze against my earlobe as he comes to a halt, ignoring my whine of protest.
“Haven’t you learned yet, Little Sapphire? When I ask a question, you answer.”
He loosens his hold, allowing me to breathe.
“Yes. Okay?” I growl, squeezing my ass around his cock. “You fucking turn me on. Happy now?”
Elias chuckles but resumes his movements, his hand tightening on my neck again.
“Getting there, Jewel. And you’re with me, aren’t you? Let’s see if you come first or pass out.” He huffs out a laugh. “I won’t stop either way.”
“Y—you bastard,” I wheeze, my breath growing thin.
He ignores my insult, fucking me with a brutal rhythm that has my spine tingling with warning. I’m going to come,and I’m going to come harder than I ever have in my life. That is, if I can stay conscious for it.
“Gonna fill up your ass, Jules. Have it drip out pink.”
“Elias!”
“That’s right. Scream my name. Bet my brothers are jerking off to the security feeds right now. Show them how good I make you feel.”
The thought of being watched as I’m fucked, threatened, and humiliated, yet getting off on it, pushes me over the edge. My body seizes in a powerful spasm. Elias grunts, his thrusts stuttering, and lets go of my neck. Air rushes in at the same time as pleasure explodes from my core.
“Fuck yes! Good fucking girl. Squirt for me while I fill up your ass.”
I can barely understand what he’s saying, my mind a million miles away. Sobbing with every new wave of pleasure, I gasp for more air, my body floating in bliss.
Elias holds me steady as he pulls out, my limbs like jelly. Vaguely, I register him removing the garrote and hopping down. Then he groans, and I hear fabric rustling followed by the sound of a phone’s camera. Is he taking pictures?
“What are you doing?” I mumble. My body finally loses strength, and I collapse onto the soaked examination table. I guess I really did squirt.
“Just making sure I capture this moment. I think I’m going to get myself off to it for years.” His voice changes pitch, reminding me we’re being observed. “Did anyone think to record that?”
Static fills the room before a cocky voice says, “You know it, brother.”
