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He looks up at me from beneath his featherlike lashes, his swollen lips curving. “No fucking take-backs.”
I spread my legs farther, accentuating my decision. “Deal.”
His head disappears beneath the bedding and warmth covers me between my legs. I hold my breath, but as soon as his tongue circles my clit, my fingers fly to his hair and my knees widen. His hand rests on my belly, pressing me into the bed as he slows his pace. Every flick pushes me closer to the edge. When he wraps his fingers around my upper thighs and pulls me farther into his mouth, my core explodes and my mind spins from the throbbing that consumes me. Stars explode, little colored dots dancing behind the back of my eyes. My orgasm pulses in waves, pushing me closer and closer to the shoreline, but instead of ru
He nibbles on my belly, before his lips are locked around my nipple, sucking on it roughly and lighting a fire that rages straight to my clit. Biting down on my small nub, he sucks it between his teeth before detaching and leaning on one arm, staring down at me. His lips are even more swollen now.
“You still want to do this?” His mouth turns up into a curve, his eyes with more life inside of them than I have ever seen before.
“Yes? Did you think if you got me off that I wouldn’t?”
He chuckles, ru
I hook my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him down to my face. “Then hurt me.”
He lowers his mouth onto mine and I open, allowing his tongue to slide between my lips. The faint taste of my release on the tip of his tongue. He moves over me, unbuckling his jeans and tugging them off. His knees sink into the mattress as he looks down, tilting his head. His eyes fall to my breasts, and then trail down my stomach and to everything else in between. His hand disappears inside his boxers, and for a brief second, I’m speechless. This beautifully haunted man is going to actually have sex with me. I don’t know of his reputation, so I don’t know if this is a new thing for him or if he beds girls often, but it doesn’t matter because he’s in bed with me.
“Eyes on me,” he demands, and instantly I peer up at him. “Don’t look down until after. You hear?”
Excitement tingles in my belly, but then finds its friend, anxiety. Was that a threat?
I shuffle beneath him while nodding. “Okay.”
Eleven piercings. I pause.
He lowers himself down on top of me, his fingers wrapping around my chin to tilt my face to his. “This isn’t a promise. I don’t do any fucking girl drama, nor am I interested in having a girlfriend. You sure you still want my dick inside you?”
I tilt my hips up until I feel the tip of his smooth cock caress my slick entrance. “I’m sure.”
He lowers his mouth to mine. “Kiss me. It’ll distract you from the pain. Tear my fucking back up if you need, but you’ll be licking those wounds once you’re done.” His tongue slides over my lower lip and I’m instantly lost in the haze of our kiss again. Our tongues intertwining together in a fury of chaos, as I grind against him.
He rubs the tip over my slit while breathing out a growl. I feel the faint coolness of a metal ball, but ignore it, my panting and kiss becoming more and more demanding as I find myself reaching for that climb. My legs widen, and my kiss slows. I’m just about to tilt my hips again when he pushes inside of me with force.
My teeth sink into the cushion of his bottom lip as I cry out in pain, my nails clawing at his back. He pushes one last time with more power than before until the pressure I’m feeling explodes with a deep click as his pelvis presses against my clit. Everything is on fire, the burning almost unbearable.
He stops the kiss, looking down at me. “Tell me when you’re good to go.”
Tears prick the corner of my eyes. Everything stings. It is not like the movies at all. I’m filled to the hilt, while everything south manages to scream in pain. It feels like he murdered my pussy. Literally. The tears don’t fall, because as soon as I feel my body release the pain, I rub my clit against him again. An i
A moan slips from my mouth as I grind against him again, the burning slowly merging into a climb I’ve come to love. My clit throbs with hunger, chasing the thrill of the big swoop from my arousal. Need. Want.
“Fuck,” he growls. “Fuck. I’m trying really hard not to lose my shit and tear you apart. Go
I shake my head. “No. You do it.”
He bites on my jawline while slowly withdrawing his cock from my tightness.
“Fuck!” I scream so loud I’m surprised no one rushes into the room.
It’s like being cut open and then dousing the wound with alcohol. The pain is agonizing, but the pleasure once again washes in. It’s confusing. But I like it. He slams into me again, and this time the scream dissolves and turns more into a moan. The pain is still simmering on the surface, but the pleasure is too strong. He’s too good. Too right. He pushes in and pulls out, his teeth sinking into my neck, erupting sharp stings everywhere. His fingers dig into my thighs when the second orgasm tears out of me. This one was a little messier than the first. Sweat is blistering off my body, my hair matted to my cheeks. He continues to grind inside of me until he finds a speed that we both move to.
“Fuck.” His lips come to mine, his tongue on the tip. “Taste that?”
I do. My lips move faster as I suck his tongue into my mouth.
“Hungry bitch.” He pulls out before I can catch my third orgasm, his head disappearing and his teeth finding my sternum. He trails down and down… when he reaches my clit, he sucks it back into his mouth.
“Oh shit!” My back arches off the bed with my hands on my breasts.
He sucks, licks, and drinks up all of my moans, swallowing my pleasure like it’s a shot of whiskey. Moving lower, my fingers find his hair. I feel the slither of his tongue slip over my i
“Brantley,” I whimper. “No.”
“Shut up. Don’t tell me no.” Finally, he moves back up my body, and when he’s finally above me, he laughs, his fangs sticking out the sides with fresh blood around his lips. “What’s the matter, baby?” His face drops closer to mine. “Scared?”
My mouth closes.
He lowers his to mine while driving his cock back inside of me. I wince from the pain, but I’m too distracted with the intense energy he’s projecting onto me to really care right now.
He licks his lips. “Kiss me.” He thrusts inside of me slowly, rubbing my clit with his pelvic bone. I feel the bumps of metal inside of me now, like the sensitivity is setting in.
Piercings! Oh my God. I gave my virginity to the Devil.
“I—” His lips hover over mine, my thighs clenching together as my eyes roll to the back of my head when I catch the next build. I lean up and kiss him. The pungent taste of metal coats my mouth, but I don’t let go because my body is rolling, caught in a riptide of pleasure that doesn’t want to release me. I feel my soul leave my body when my legs shake and soft cries escape from my mouth and enter his.