She stares at me, breathing hard, cunt fluttering around my cock like her body’s trying to argue the point for her. I hold her there. Buried full. Not giving her what she wants. Not yet.
She leans forward, lips brushing mine—soft for a split second, deceptive. Then she pulls back, and cold metal presses against my throat.
Her knife. Small, sharp, glinting in the low light.
My pulse jumps from the rush. The edge bites just enough to sting, and my cock twitches inside her.
“Keep. Fucking.Going,” she hisses, eyes dark and wild.
I laugh—low, thrilled, the sound vibrating against the blade. “Where’d you get the knife, Beda? Hiding blades under the pillow now?”
“Always.”
I chuckle under my breath.
My hand slides up her spine, over the back of her neck, holding her there while I lift my throat into the edge just enough to feel the bite.
Sharp.
Real.
Her breath catches.
“You gonna do it,” I murmur starting to thrust up again—slow, punishing, “or just threaten me with it?”
The edge presses in. A shallow sting. Then heat.
Blood.
Not much. Enough.
Enough to throw copper into the air between us and make something animal in me bare its teeth.
She stares at the red on my skin like she didn’t expect me to let her.
Then her fingers drag through it. Across my chest.
Smearing me with my own blood.
Fuck. The sight of it—her hands on me, red-streaked, mixes with her scent, that sweet marshmallow edge clinging to her skin, cutting through the sweat and sex.
It’s overwhelming. Visceral. Her cunt clenching around me. Every nerve lights up, primal.
I grab her jaw.
Hard enough to make her gasp, keeping her eyes on mine.
“Now, fuck me back.”
She does, rolling those hips.
Once.
Twice.
I drive up into her, setting the rhythm myself, one hand on her jaw, the other between us where I find her clit already swollen and slick. I rub hard, mean circles, and she gasps, the knife wavering but still there, still kissing my neck while I fuck up into her like I’ve got something to punish out of both of us.
“That’s it, Beda,” I rasp between thrusts. “Ride me like you hate how good it feels. Squeeze that tight cunt around me—show me how much you need this cock even when you’re holding a blade to my throat.”
