Page 40 of Devour

I pull what’s left of her dress over her head and toss it on the floor. Her thong is soaked through. I hook my finger in it and drag it down her legs. I don’t need to collect her panties anymore. It’s hit or miss if I’ll let her wear them at all. I’ll live between her fucking thighs.

She steps out of it, and she’s naked in front of me. It takes everything in me to stop myself from tying her to my bed right now.

Fuck, I need to mark her smooth skin. I grab her throat and pull her to me. She whimpers as I close my lips on her neck, biting and sucking her skin. She’s sweet and salty at the same time, and there’s a hint of copper from the smears of blood. It makes me suck harder.

“Axl,” my girl moans. She grabs my arms to steady herself, and her nails dig into my biceps.

I pull back and look at the teeth marks I left on her. “Fucking gorgeous.”

She catches her breath as I kick off my boots and shove my jeans and boxers down, stepping out of them. Her eyes scan my body and stop on my hard cock.

“You’re going to get a good look at it soon, baby.” I wrap my hand around her jaw and tilt her face up, grinning at her.

I pick her up, cradling her naked body as I take her into the bathroom, being mindful of the cuts on her feet. I set her on the sink and then turn on the water in the glassed-in shower, letting it steam up the bathroom.

“Does that hurt?” She points to my dick. “The piercing, I mean.”

“I think you’re obsessed with my dick, baby.”

She rolls her eyes. “Forgive me for giving a shit.”

“It’s not going to stop me from fucking you, little heathen. Is that what you want to know?” I step between her legs and lean down, licking the teeth marks I made in her skin. “We’ll both deal with a bit of pain.”

I lift her off the sink and carry her into the shower. There are two shower heads, and the steam wraps around us when I step inside and set her on her feet under the hot water. She tips her head back and closes her eyes. The water runs through her hair and down her body, washing the blood and dirt off her skin in streaks.

I grab the soap and start washing her. Her arms first, then her shoulders, careful around the bite mark I left. Then I wash her smooth stomach and her full tits. I take my time, because I’m going to savor my girl before I devour her.

She opens her eyes and watches me, disbelief all over her beautiful face. “Who the fuck are you?”

“I take care of what’s mine.” I chuckle, then grip her throat, making her eyes go wide. “But don’t get confused and start that brat shit. You’re going to serve me. It’s going to hurt, and you’re going to fucking beg me for it. And when you’re good, I’ll make it feel better.”

Her pulse beats hard under my fingers. She holds my stare and lifts her chin. I can see her fighting the urge to talk back.

“Are you going to be my good girl?” I tighten my hold on her throat.

She nods, swallowing under my hold.

I let go of her throat and turn her around, holding her body to mine while I wash her. My dick presses into the small of her back, and I wash down the front of her body. I kneel behind her and wash the cuts on each foot while she rests her hands on the shower wall for support. I don’t want her to get an infection. We’re both covered in enough blood and dirt that it’s a real concern.

I grip her hip and turn her to face me. The water runs down her stomach, and I’m on my knees looking up at her. She’s breathing hard and staring down at me, and her thighs are pressed together.

“Don’t mistake this either, little heathen.” I drag my thumb along the inside of her thigh. “This is for me.”

I pull her leg over my shoulder and press my mouth to her clit. She jerks and grabs my hair with both hands. The sound she makes bounces off the tile. I squeeze her ass and pull her harder against my face.

She tastes like my cum and her arousal. Fuck, it’s making my dick even harder. I drag my tongue through her and suck her clit between my lips. Her leg shakes on my shoulder.

“Oh fuck—Axl—”

I shove two fingers inside her and curl them forward and work my tongue against her clit at the same time. Her grip on my hair tightens, and she’s pulling hard enough that it stings, which only makes me suck her harder. From the way I’m clutching her ass, my handprints are going to leave bruises. I can’t wait to see them on her skin when I fuck her.

Her thighs are shaking, and her back arches against the shower wall. The water runs down her chest, and I can feel her stomach clench under my hand.

“Axl—I’m going to—”

I pull my mouth off her and remove her leg from my shoulder so I can stand. She makes a sound that’s half sob and half growl, and her hand grabs my arm.

“Please,” she moans, her breathing ragged.