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Without a word, he starts dragging my pants and underwear down my legs until they are tangled at my ankles as my thighs open until my knees are touching the bed covering. I’m spread open like a butterfly and to his hungry gaze as he bites down on his knife until blood starts welling at the corners of his mouth. My legs are already shaking, and he hasn’t even put his mouth on my pussy yet.
I’m desperate for him. So wholly and utterly desperate that I’d do anything for him just so I can feel his mouth on me. I watch, transfixed, as he pulls his knife away from his mouth and glides the smooth metal flat up the inside of mythigh. Red starts to seep from a thin line with just the barest hint of pain.
I hiss through my teeth and fist the sheets as I try not to move a muscle as he circles the tip of his blade on my pelvic bone. He’s toying with me. That evil, pleased glint in his eyes says as much, but at least I’m not the only one affected. His pupils are blown so wide that it’s almost hard to see the bright ring of blue. I stop breathing altogether as he swirls his knife between his fingers so fast, and the hilt suddenly slides through my wetness over my labia, the handle glistening with my juices seeping out of my pussy. He grins in delight, his gaze staring so intently between my legs as he circles the hilt at my entrance and slowly inserts it half an inch before pulling away. We both watch the handle leave my pussy as he holds it up with a groan, a string of my arousal sticky as it hangs from between my thighs and his knife. His fist grips the curved edge of his blade as blood starts dripping out of the creases of his knuckles and right over my pussy.
“Fuck. Look at this mess, baby.” Tey groans deeply in the back of his throat again, his fingers sweeping over my pussy, collecting the wetness between us and smearing it over the handle of the knife as if he’s stroking his cock. “You're going to squirt all over my face. In my fucking mouth until I’m almost drowning in you. When I’ve had my thirst satisfied, I’ll spit it into your mouth as you open wide like the good girl you are for me.”
He states so filthily, my hips lifting up towards him as a needy noise leaves my mouth. His tone is firm, downright wicked, even as his breathing picks up and his pierced cock bulges in his dark jeans down his thigh. My mouth goes dry, already imagining how the metal balls on either side of hiscock is going to feel rubbing against my inner walls in all the right spots.
“Tey. Fucking eat me! I need to feel your tongue deep inside of me—” I stop talking, my words cut off as he spits right on my pussy and slowly, so fucking slow, pushes the handle into me without giving me a warning.
I’m a rambling mess and can hardly think straight as all my thoughts are consumed by him and the pleasure he’s about to give me. My breath stalls in the back of my throat as I arch my head back. He twists his knife in a tight grip as his blood mixes with the wetness leaking out of me like a faucet. I can feel the ridges on the handle each time he pulls it slightly out with a twist of his wrist and pushes it back in just as fast. It’s painfully slow, drawing out my pleasure to the point tears gather in my eyes. I don’t move, knowing he can cut me any moment with just a twitch of my leg, yet my pussy is gripping so tight around the hilt as if to keep it buried deep inside of me.
“You love this, don’t you?” He whispers in awe, looking down as he slides the knife in and out.
I can only moan, the sound echoing off his walls before he slides his other hand up my belly, between my breasts, until his hand is gripping around my throat like a permanent necklace.
“Shh. Shh. Naughty Tillie. What did I say?” Tey taunts, ramming the handle into me roughly as I gasp for air. He opens his fist and closes it again before I can even take a deep breath.
My body starts shaking, being that I’m already so close to falling over the edge and soaking his bed sheets. He lets up a little, pulsing his hand on my throat with an open and close of his fist so I can answer him.
“I’ll be quiet… but only if you make me,” I rasp out faintly with a blissed-out grin spreading over my face as he collars me again, a deep, devious chuckle leaving his sinful mouth.
“Hail fucking Satan for sending me a soul that matches my own,” Tey whispers as he props his elbow between my spread thighs as he pumps the knife fast inside me until we can both hear how wet I am.
His hot breath rushes over my sensitive skin, making me shiver just as his long tongue slides out and the shiny metal at the end of his tongue flicks at my clit at a rapid speed that surprises me.
I would be screaming, but you know, Tey choking me like he might want to kill me.
That’s true love.
“Oh, God. Right there. Right there!” I choke out, my voice barely above a whisper the harder he squeezes my throat as tears leak down my cheeks.
When Tey really focuses and puts his attention to something, he’s all in. The only sound I can hear is the slurping noises as he laps me as if I’m his last meal. I glance down at my body and gasp as his eyes flick up towards mine. His mouth is shiny with my juices while his tongue curls and swirls around the hilt of the knife as it plunges fast in and out of me. He doesn’t seem to give a fuck how close his face is to the sharp edges of the knife.
“T-Tey,” I whimper as he lets me breathe for a split second before choking me again.
A thin line of blood wells high on his cheekbone as the knife cuts him, and he doesn’t fucking let up. My legs start trembling as he increases fucking me with the handle and moving his mouth back up to lightly suck on my clit before pulsing his tongue and starting all over again at a slow pace. Every sensation narrows down to the feel of his plump lipssuctioning me, giving little flicks of the tip of his tongue, and breathing hot breaths that make me tremble until his bed is shaking from my body. He keeps doing this before suddenly sucking hard on my swollen, sensitive clit and chuckling darkly as my hips lift off the mattress to ride his face. My stomach clenches as he keeps going from eating me slow to fast every couple of seconds. I can’t see as tears continue to fill my eyes at how intense the feelings course through me, my toes curling in pleasure as my legs shake so hard I’m scared I’m accidentally going to move and end up stabbing myself.
“Let go, peaches. Give me all your pleasure because it’s fucking mine,” Tey mutters against my clit as he flicks his tongue side to side before sucking me back between his wide lips.
He’s done edging me. Fucking finally. He looks up at me as I watch his pierced tongue vibrate and swirl around my clit, the lower half of his face is covered in my juices. He doesn’t let up even as tears stream down my face or as pressure hits me in the lower stomach, a tightness that has my back arching off the bed just as I start to come. My pussy grips the handle of the knife so tightly he can hardly move it out of me. However, he does at the last second as my orgasm hits me hard.
I choke around his hand as he quickly sits back on his knees between my thighs with his hair falling over his forehead, and we both watch as I squirt all over him. The comforter is soaked beneath my ass, looking like an endless spray while he circles his thumb over and over my clit.
“Fuck. Yes. Just like that. Get me all wet, baby,” Tey groans quietly, watching with awe and rapid attention between my shaking legs as my pussy gapes open andclosed with more wetness leaking out to soak his shirt and pants.
He releases his hand around my throat just as I felt I was going to pass out. I suck in a deep breath, falling back on the bed in a daze. He ducks down real quick and curls his tongue inside of me with his whole mouth wide open around my whole pussy. I jerk and whimper as he crawls up my body.
With a head nod, he taps my chin and I open my mouth on the silent command once he’s hovering over my parted lips. His jaw mouth back and forth as if he’s swishing something in his mouth just before he spits my cum down my throat. His lips barely touch mine, but it’s enough that every drop he collected from my pussy fills my wide-open mouth.
“Holy shit,” I rasp once I’ve swallowed, my whole body won’t stop trembling.
“Feel good?” he teases, bringing his knife up to his mouth and sucking the wet handle between his lips until it comes away clean.
“I think you're trying to kill me.” I cough, struggling to sit up on my elbows until I can reach his face.
My tongue darts out to lick away the blood from his jaw to the cut on his cheekbone. Copper, a little salty and purely Tey, coats my taste buds. His eyes are closed with a tiny smirk on his lips as I pull away.
