Page 47 of Letters From Hell


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‘‘Show me how sorry you are.’’

My chest tightened, and the air around us seemed to shift. It was very crisp, as if a window was open. It made my breathing very shallow, heavy and unstable. I merely stared at him for a while, before blinking once his words settled in.

‘‘What do you mean?’’

‘‘Get on your knees, Bambi. Show me how sorry you are.’’

I got down on my knees in an instant. Without thinking about it, I stared up at him, waiting for his further instructions. Despite knowing what was coming, I still acted oblivious. There was a certain appeal in him commanding me, telling me what to do that made me aroused.

All I could see was that devilish smirk of his.

Reluctantly, I brought my hands up and pulled down his sweatpants, dragging his underwear in one motion, too. He was already hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock, or rather, the piercing. I could see it better now in this lighting, and the more I thought about it, the more I realized how much a stupid piercing turned me into a horn dog.

My hands were cold, and the moment I took his cock in my hands I felt myself fall under his spell. I was his doll, and he could do whatever he wanted with me. It was like I no longer had a mind of my own, and all I could do was let him use me the way he wanted to. I was utterly and completely under his mercy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

‘‘Suck it, Bambi.’’ He traced the blood-stained blade across my cheek, lightly enough not to draw blood, yet harsh enough to leave a scratch mark. The thought of having a sharp object pointed at me during sex surprisingly made my blood tingle.

It was new, unknown and terrifying.

Maybe he was right. Maybe he truly was the monster I’d been craving all my life. And once all of this was over, at least I’d have a hell of a plot to write about.

My mind drifted off as soon as I felt his hands grab my hair and pull me towards him.

‘‘Your mind is elsewhere,’’ Micah noted. ‘‘I don’t like that. When I fuck your face, I expect you to be present, enjoying every single second. Do you fucking understand me?’’

Slowly, I nodded.

I opened my mouth and that was all he needed.

He pushed his cock immediately as far as possible, his piercing hitting the back of my throat. My eyes widened, but it wasn’t painful, nor did it make me uncomfortable. All it did was make me wet and my cheeks heat up.

‘‘What a good slut you are,’’ he spoke through gritted teeth. ‘‘You're made for me.’’

His words made me flush. I’d never been degraded in bed, yet when he did it, it was nothing but amazing. I wanted more, to feel his cock more, to have him talk dirty to me more. All of it pulled me in, and there was no way out.

The salty taste of his precum on my tongue made me moan. Micah didn’t give me any time to rest, fucking my mouth roughly. I swirled my tongue around his tip, feeling the metallic taste from his piercing.

I gagged slightly when he pinched my nose, barely breathing, until I could barely hang on anymore. Noticing that, he released my nose, and slammed into my mouth one, last time.

My struggle to breathe and to keep up with him threw him over the edge, and I felt his cum fill my mouth. I swallowed every single drop, looking up at him. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back and the sexiest groan left his mouth. I almost climaxed then and there.

As he held me tightly by the hair, blood dripped from his shoulder, down his arm and some droplets landed on my face. Instead of feeling disgust or at least, discomfort, it somehow managed to make me more eager.

Before I even realized it, I was thrown on bed, lying down on my stomach as he brought my ass up. I only wore a pair of leggings that were torn in record time, alongside my underwear. For whatever reason, that was one of the hottest things I’d experienced.

Micah traced his index finger along my folds, the tender motion making me shiver. I arched my back as much as possible, yearning to feel his touch more. He only laughed in response, before removing his finger entirely.

‘‘So needy, Bambi,’’ he tsked. ‘‘So drenched for me.’’

Slowly, I turned to look at him over my shoulder, just in time as he brought the tip of his cock to my entrance. It hadn’t been a few minutes since it was inside of my mouth, yet his piercing was cold as fuck. It made me hiss.

Then, he was inside of me, and I could’ve sworn that I saw stars.

It could’ve been the delirium or the absurdity of the situation, but the first time we had sex, I didn’t quite feel how big and thick he was. Right now, it felt as if he was tearing me in half. For a moment, it was painful, but the pain soon morphed into pleasure, and it was the greatest feeling in the world.

He was slamming into me roughly, making my clit ache in need.

‘‘Please,’’ I uttered, voice filled with desperation, something that never happened to me until I met Micah.

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