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Michael
She snaps her head back, her spine curves, her lips part and she shatters. The orgasm sweeps up her body and she tenses, stretches, green eyes a tormented, coiling mass of storm clouds that boil over as she screams. I fit my mouth over hers, absorb the sound as she slumps into me. I pull out the knife, place it on the counter behind her, then tear my mouth from hers and slide to my knees. I lick my tongue up the moisture dripping down her inner thigh, to her damp pussy. I tug on her clit ring and she groans. I slurp at her cunt and she shudders.
"Michael," she chants, "Michael. Michael."
"Mika," I growl against her sweet, scented pussy, "call me Mika."
"Oh, Mika." She grips my hair as I ease my tongue inside her channel. "Mic-ah!" She gasps, tugs on my hair. My scalp tightens and my shoulders go rock hard. I grip the backs of her thighs, yank her closer as I proceed to fuck her with my tongue. In-out-in. I squeeze her asscheeks, position her hips just right as I proceed to eat her out.
"Jesus," she whines, "please, Mika, please—"
I pull my tongue out of her, only to close my mouth around her cunt.
She groans, pushes her hips forward, chasing the release that only I can give her.
"Oh, my god. Oh, my god," she warbles.
I can’t stop the rumble that rolls up my chest, as I glance up at her to find her breasts jutting out, nipples pebbled, head flung back and her dark hair flowing down the curve of her back. A goddess, a huntress, a Beauty about to come apart on the tongue of this Beast, the one who is going to show her why she shouldn’t trust anyone so easily with her pleasure. I slide my finger in between her buttcheeks, down to her backhole. She tenses, a ripple shudders up her spine. She parts her legs further, allowing me to slide a finger inside her backchannel, as I continue to fuck her with my tongue, in and out, in and out of her.
Her entire body, seems to vibrate with tension as she grabs handfuls of my hair, and presses herself closer to where my I am eating her out. Her back bends, her breasts jiggle as she pants and gasps and throws her head back, and that’s when I pull back. I release her, rise to my feet, grab my knife by the blade and freeze. "What the hell?"
She cracks open her eyelids and blinks, "Wh…what’s wrong?"
I stare at the blood that stains the handle of the knife, then glance up at her.
"So, you’re not a virgin, huh?"
She lowers her gaze to the knife handle and color leaches from her cheek, "Guess I am not now."
"What the hell, Karma?" I growl, "Why the hell did you lie to me?"
"How did I know that you’d put it to the test so quickly?"
Shit, shit, shit.I squeeze my fingers around the blade and pain slides up my arm. The knife cuts through my fingers; blood drips down my fingers and drips to the floor.
"You…you’re bleeding," she whispers.
"Look at me, Karma."
She glances away, shakes her head.
"I swear, look at me or—"
"Or what? You’ll make me? Is that it?" She firms her lips. "Look, being a virgin is hardly the kind of thing you want to confess to, okay."
"So you lied to me?"
"I am nineteen and never been with a man." She squares her shoulders. "How the hell do you think that makes me feel?"
"I’ll tell you how that makes me feel." I bend my knees, peer into her face, "It makes me want to make sure no one else touches you but me. It makes me want to hide you away and protect you and take care of you and ensure that your innocence belongs to me. It makes me want to—"
"What, marry me?" she says lightly and I stiffen.
She searches my features and the color leaves her face, "Oh, my god! You really think because you took my virginity you should marry me?"
"Yes."
