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He sucked on my clit, pulling on it with his teeth. I gasped as he soothed my sensitive skin. I should kick him away, make him stop. But his tongue was as wicked as his soul. My head dropped back, my mouth slack as he feasted on me. Heat swirled in the pit of my stomach, and my pussy clenched as he continued. Teetering on the edge of ecstasy, I rocked against his face in a desperate frenzy.
Seconds before I shattered, he stood and yanked me onto my feet. He bent me over and pinned my cheek against the counter as the sound of his zipper filled the room. Before I could protest, he rubbed the tip of his rock-hard cock up and down my pussy and then thrust inside me with so much force I cried out.
“Such a tight cunt, and now it’s mine.”
He seized my head and forced me to look at the morbid scene before me. Stephen’s lifeless body. Blood spattered across the kitchen floor like a gruesome painting. Death’s hand crept up my body, fingers coiling tightly around my neck like a collar while his other hand viciously pinched my nipple. As he plunged into me with an insatiable hunger, he taunted me with his words.
“You are mine. And I will bathe you in the blood of my victim.”
My body convulsed in pleasure at his twisted confession, reality fading away as every nerve sparked to life. I embraced the dark desires consuming me.
“My little lamb loves that idea.” He chuckled darkly as his tongue traced the pulsing vein on my neck.
With a firm grip on my hair, he pulled out of me and led me to Stephen’s lifeless form.
“Lie down,” he commanded.
I sank to the floor, torn between screaming out against this depraved act and begging for Death to ravage me once more. In this dark, twisted ritual, I realized we would be bound together forever.
Stephen’s blood coated my back and ass as I complied with Death, feeling like a puppet on strings without any control over my actions.
With a cruel smile, Death positioned himself between my legs and penetrated me with his large shaft, stretching me to accommodate him. He thrust forcefully, his body quivering with pleasure as he groaned in satisfaction.
I wrapped my legs around him, leaving smears of crimson on his jeans and skin as he continued to pound into me. My breasts rubbed against his shirt, creating an intense sensation that sent delicious chills through my entire body. Every nerve was on fire, and I craved more.
As if sensing my desires, Death rolled over, and I straddled him, taking control of the rhythm now.
“You wanted this all along, Ella,” he growled, and a tantalizing chill ran down my back. “I’ve just awakened your deepest, darkest fantasy. You hide from the world, but I see you.”
He lifted his hips and grabbed hold of my breasts, squeezing them tightly. Placing my hands on his chest for support, I rode him eagerly, craving the unique combination of sensations that only he could provide—pain and pleasure intertwined together in perfect harmony.
The stench of blood and sex hung heavy in the air as Death’s rough hands gripped my hips, pulling me onto his cock. My body quivered with desire and fear as he whispered degrading words in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. Stephen’s lifeless body in front of me reminded me of the depravity we were engaging in.
“Your cunt is dripping wet. You love my cock inside you, don’t you, my naughty whore? You’re enjoying being fucked in Stephen’s blood.” Death chuckled, and my body tightened around his shaft.
I writhed under Death’s touch, my slick walls clenching and releasing around him as he continued to thrust into me relentlessly. His fingers slipped between my legs, expertly stroking my clit as he plunged deeper into me. The pleasure was overwhelming, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
“Look at him,” Death commanded, his voice low and menacing. I turned my head to gaze at Stephen’s corpse, a mix of horror and arousal washing over me.
“Cum for me while you stare at his dead body,” Death growled, pushing me harder toward climax. And with one final thrust, I shattered into a million pieces, screaming out in both pleasure and revulsion.
Death’s breathing quickened and a guttural growl escaped him.
“I’m not on birth control!” I cried.
“I know.” With one final slam, his body jerked as his seed spilled into me.
He stilled, then he pulled out and stood. Death grabbed my arm and jerked me to my feet. He led me to the counter, picked me up and placed me on top of the cold granite. He spread my legs, focusing on my pussy.
“You look so beautiful with my cum dripping from your cunt.” He swirled his fingertips through it, then pushed his seed back inside me. The corners of his mouth twitched as an evil grin curved into place, mixing our juices.
He seized my jaw and thrust his fingers between my lips. “Suck.” His semen exploded on my tongue and coated my throat, every second enthralling yet terrifying me at the same time.
Once I’d cleaned off all traces of him, he backed away. “Don’t move.”
My fingers clenched and unclenched as he began to collect cleaning supplies. I could feel the color drain from my cheeks as reality seeped through the cracks of my addled and thoroughly fucked brain. Death knew exactly where everything was in my kitchen.
Chapter 21
