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Garrett lowers the blade as his other hand pulls my skin taut on the inside of my thigh. I can feel the moment the blade glides over my skin. It stings, but in a good way, and the warm sensation of blood trickles down my skin to the towel below.
“You going ok?” Garrett asks, his voice a deeper gravel than usual.
“Yes. Keep going.” I breathe through my panting, and he does as I ask, returning the blade to my skin on my other thigh to make a fine but not deep cut.
I grab my tits, rolling my nipples as the pain increases, and when Garrett is done, he lays the knife on the side table. Anticipation grips me, making me impatient. I want to tell Garrett to hurry up, but I also never want this night to end, so I hold my tongue.
Garrett’s fingers dip between my legs, and he starts smearing my blood over my thighs and up to my Kitty. He circles my clit, and I cry out as pleasure overtakes me once again. His growl is my only warning before his hot mouth latches onto my clit, and he kisses it passionately, his tongue devouring the blood from my needy little bud.
“Fuck, Gar.” I moan, my hands gripping his hair.
His fingers join the party then, two sinking deep inside. I writhe and gyrate and seek more, always more. When he removes his fingers and his molten lips from my needy Kitty, I feel the loss instantly. Rising up, Garrett shows me his fingers, the two that were inside me. They are coated in blood and my juices, and he hovers them over my mouth.
“Open.”
Oh yes, Mr Cole and Daddy are going to destroy me.
I drop my lips open and stick my tongue out as he eases his fingers inside.
“Can you taste that, Baby Girl? Your blood? Your pussy?”
I nod around his fingers, and he sinks them deeper.
“Did you like it when I choked you on my cock yesterday?”
I nod again, relaxing my throat as he pushes past my gag reflex. It’s hard to fight it, and my body does what it must, the gag a gurgle around his fingers.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” Garrett hisses before removing his fingers and sucking them into his mouth.
I suck in air, trying to recompose myself, but my big guy doesn’t give me a long reprieve, and before I know it, he is pressing that mammoth beast of his at my entrance.
“Legs wide.” He grits between his teeth, and I open myself more, doing as he asks.
It doesn’t take much for his big dick to slide in with how slick I am, and overwhelming fullness sends me senseless as he starts to thrust. With the length and girth he fucks me with, I’m instantly helpless to do anything but take it and hold on. Over and over, he slides home, his icy-blues darting from my face to where he disappears inside me.
Another growl rips from his lips as he lifts me, spinning us around so he’s sitting on the bed and I’m straddling him. I try to take over and move, but his big hands grip my hips, and he does all the work. His pace picks up fast, and all I can do is hold on for dear life as he pistons into me.
His hand dips between us, and he swipes up some more blood from my thighs before smearing it over my lips and chin. I do the same to him, swiping up more of my blood and smearing his face.
“You look fucking perfect.” He growls before taking my lips in his. The metallic taste of blood mingles with our tongues, and it’s all I need to start pulsing around his cock as another O hits me.
My orgasm milks Garrett of his, his guttural yell loud in the small space, and when we finally come down from the cloud we were on, I see Shaun and Simon cleaning themselves up after getting themselves off.
With my chest rising and falling rapidly, I give Garrett a moment between the two of us, kissing him again.
“I’m all in, Rhys. No matter what.” His whisper against my ear makes me pull back, and I study his eyes as they study mine.
“Me too.” I smile, and he brushes my hair back.
“Bossi, grab your phone,” Garrett demands, and Shaun doesn’t ask why. He darts out of the bedroom, only to return a moment later with his phone.
“Take a photo of our faces and send it to me,” Garrett instructs, and I drag my gaze from him to look at Shaun. He has the biggest grin on his face as he holds up his phone, snapping a few pictures.
Turning his phone to us, Shaun shows us the pictures, and I see now what they can see. Blood smeared over my face and mouth. I look like an animal, much like that first day me and Garrett hooked up.
“Send me the pictures too, please. I wanna make it my background on my phone.”
The guys chuckle at me, and for the first time in ages, Marcus speaks.
