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“My knife will make such beautiful cuts across these. I’m going to carve you up so much you’ll never be able to forget me, darling.” I don’t doubt that one bit. The more blood, the better for him. I can’t imagine him being a gentle lover and thank god for that, because with him, I want all the crazy.
“I wouldn’t need the reminder. Blais Monroe, you’re unforgettable.” His eyes meet mine again, softening a little at my words, but it’s quickly gone. I can see the internal war that’s brewing in his brain. The need to consume me is conflicting with his need to keep his distance.
I said that to play with his emotions, but it’s the truth. Blais is one of a kind. He’s not like the other two, and if I’m not careful, I’m going to be playing myself instead of him.
He removes the blade from my chest and I suddenly feel empty without his knife on me. A weak whimper escapes me from the loss.
Looking at him, he smirks at my reaction, clearly liking that I’m enjoying this.
The emptiness is quickly replaced when the cold metal hits my lower back.
“Tonight, I’m going to fuck you with your own blood.”
Holy…what the fuck?I’ve been with a lot of men in my lifetime, but that was the dirtiest, most crude thing anyone’s ever said to me, and I can’t help but groan. If he keeps talking like that, I’m going to explode into a million pieces.
My pussy pulses at the thought.
“Mmm, someone likes that idea,” Blais purrs in my ear.
I love the feel of the adrenaline, but I hate the anticipation.
“Do it,” I growl, aching for the cut just as much as I am for him to start moving inside me again.
I hiss out as a sharp pain radiates across my lower back right above my ass. “Blais,” I breathe. The warmth of blood slides down the valley between my cheeks.
He moans, probably at the sight of blood running down my body. “I fucking love it when you say my name.”
Did he just have a reaction to something other than blood? That’s surprising.
“Blais, fuck me. Hard,” I command. Grabbing my hair and tugging my neck back, he slides his dick out all the way before slamming back into me with a force that painfully pushes me into the counter. My hips dig into the surface, only intensifying the addictive pain I’m feeling. My body aches, feeling so much pain, but it’s replaced by ecstasy with every thrust inside me.
Blais loves it when I’m sassy and in control, unlike Ace. Ace would blow a gasket if I ever tried to get him to bend the knee.
I shouldn’t be thinking about Ace while his friend is pounding into my pussy, but it’s hard not to imagine how hot that commanding asshole would be in bed. He’d be pushing me around, choking me, fucking destroying me, and I’d be begging for it.
My body falls forward a little, my cheek flush with the cold mirror, digging into the cool glass. He lifts my leg over the countertop so I’m spread even wider. The switch in angles forces Blais’ cock right into my G-spot, ripping a scream from me. The perfect rhythm of his hips heats my core.
My pussy is begging for a release and it won’t be too long if he keeps this up.
“You should see how pretty your blood looks smeared all over us. My cock is painted with a perfect mixture of your blood and juices.”
Oh god. I wish I could see. Something about him fucking me with my own blood is undeniably the hottest, most intense thing I’ve ever done.
He tosses the open knife onto the vanity, moving his fingers to my clit. I’m so wound up that all it takes is one pinch to send me spiraling. My whole body tenses and I stop breathing as my orgasm builds to its climax.
“That’s it, darling. Let it fucking pull you under. Show me how much you love my cock—especially when it's covered in your sweet, sweet blood.”
My core explodes, sending me straight to heaven or maybe fucking hell with how sinful this is turning out to be. Clenching my eyes shut, blue and purple stars fill the blackness. I can feel every ridge of his large cock as my walls pulse around him. Blais moans heavily as I suffocate his dick.
I’m screaming out his name as I come around his cock. Earlier he was worried about me being quiet, but right now, it seems he’s forgotten about the big, bad Ace hearing us.
His thrusts slow as I ride out my orgasm.
“Fuck, darling. Fuck,” Blais groans. He quickly pulls out of me, making me gasp from the sudden loss of his cock.
Grabbing my hips, he spins me around, pushing me forcefully to my knees in front of him. I’m met with his large, bloody cock. He fists my hair, forcing me to look up at him.
“Lick it clean, darling. Taste your blood and cum on my cock.”
