Page 221 of Fatality

“Evren… wh-what are you doing?” I breathe, clearly out of breath when I haven’t even run “You can’t just…”

I thrash weakly beneath his hands on my ass cheeks.

“Then tell me to stop, and maybe I’ll stop.” He pauses “But if you don’t, I’ll devour it.”

My eyes widen, what do I do?

Fuck.

This fucked up psychopath, monster, is driving me nuts.

But he is also, honest about who he is to everyone. And I should start to be too.

Hating him doesn’t mean I can’t listen to my body.

Fuck it.

The flat of his tongue suddenly sweeps over my moist folds, teasingly brushing against my sensitive skin as it moves up and down my wetness, almost reaching my ass but always retreating back.

I tremble and grind my pussy unashamedly against his tongue, moaning into the cushion of the chair beneath my head.

He growls in approval at my response before intensifying his assault.

Slowly, he brushes my inner thighs with his fingers, creating a sensation that sends shivers through both of us—me particularly.

As he is near my pussy, I feel him plunge his index finger deep into my wet heat and pump it in and out with brutal force.

“Evren!” I scream out in ecstasy before being able to stop it.

My grip tightens on the mattress, my knuckles turning white, his finger curls and rubs at the same time.

The double sensation is killing me.

His tongue swirls around my clit while his finger continues its merciless rhythm, milking every ounce of pleasure from my trembling body.

His teeth graze against my clit briefly before taking it between them and gently pulling on it, making me moan even louder in pure, unadulterated bliss.

I’m almost at the peak, the pleasure-pain is too good.

But he stops abruptly, withdrawing his finger and tongue at the same time but not before slapping my pussy.

My cunt is dripping, glistening and clenching around nothing now.

I whine at the loss.

What the fuck?

I turn to face him, he is standing and looking down on me, his chin glistening with my juices.

His new scar on his lip; I can see it better with my arousal on it.

“Wh-why the fuck did you stop?” I ask, furious.

“What why?" he sneers mockingly, bringing his finger that was buried deep inside of me to my quivering lips.

“Suck it.”

I furrow her eyebrows in resistance, and he tilt his head curiously, a wicked grin forming on his lips as he witnesses my refusal to open my mouth to him.