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“More.” She nods, her voice husky.

I narrow my eyes and move the needle to one side and then force it through her nipple, piercing it. There’s that feeling of yielding when the needle goes through her flesh, and I love that shit.

River screams, but it’s half pain, half pleasure, and it ends in a groan. Her pupils dilate, and I know she liked it.

I can’t help but grin, liking her like this. So turned on by pain and pleasure.

“Shit,” she curses, trying to catch her breath. “Fuck.”

“We’re gonna get to that,” I mumble back.

She pants as she rocks against me, and I lean over to rummage in the drawer under the sink. I keep a collection of rings for piercings in there, mostly for myself, but I know I have one that’ll fit her.

I pick one that’s slim and silver with little beads on the end, and I force it through the hole I left, tugging on it gently when it’s all the way in.

“Fuck,” River hisses again. I can smell her arousal, and I like that she’s reached the point of only being able to swear.

“You liked that,” I tell her, eyes searching her face. “I’ve never known anyone fucked up the same way I am. The same way the other guys are. But you are. I was wrong about you.”

“What?” she asks, panting and trembling against me. I can feel that anticipation curling in her. It’s the same thing I feel, wanting to take her, wanting to up the ante for this thing we started.

“I used to think you were a fox in a pack of wolves,” I tell her, running my hands, slick with her blood from the piercing, up her back. “But you’re a fucking wolf too.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” she murmurs, staring down at me.

“Fuck yeah. It means you’re on our level. Means I don’t have to be gentle with you.”

She snorts. “When were you ever gentle with anyone?”

I give her the feral grin that’s been pulling at my lips since she screamed when I pierced her. She’s right. I don’t do shit gentle. I do it messy and bloody and rough. But she’s right there with me. She keeps up beautifully, and I fucking love it.

“You don’t know the half of it,” I tell her, voice low. I rub my thumb over her nipple and then lean down to lick up the trickle of blood that drips down from her nipple. “You don’t know the shit I wanna do to you.”

Anyone else might have been worried about that, considering who I am and the fact that I just shoved a needle through her nipple in the bathroom. But River licks her lips and her dark blue eyes are nearly black with lust. Pure and primal.

“Tell me,” she whispers roughly.

I grope her as I talk, squeezing her ass, manhandling her other tit. “More piercings for sure,” I say. “You’d look hot as fuck with them. Your other nipple.” I squeeze it hard, pulling until she gasps and arches toward me. “Maybe your clit just to see how that works.”

Her breath comes out in a rough rush as I keep talking.

“I wanna mark you up. See how well your skin holds a bruise. Or a bite. I bet you mark up so fucking pretty.” I drag my hands over the tattoos I can see on her and think about more. Wolves and foxes and all kinds of shit that would look good on her soft pale skin.

River hangs on to my words like they’re the only things keeping her upright. Like she’s half drunk on them. I talk to her about cutting her, watching her bleed and licking it up, and she moans my name so softly.

I can’t fucking hold back anymore.

I shove her pants off and pick her up to sit her on the counter. She’s wet as fuck, practically making a little puddle where she sits, and the smell of her arousal is thick in the air, mixing with the scent of the blood from my cut and her nipple.

It’s a heady combination, and now I feel like I might be drunk on it too. But that’s fine. I don’t need to be sober for this.

“Fucking—get in me,” she practically snarls, and I laugh.

I might have been tempted to draw it out more out of spite, but fuck, she’s right. We’ve already waited too long. I shove my pants down out of the way, my cock hard and leaking at the tip already.

The piercing in my cock matches the ring in her nipple, and I like that. I really fucking like that. It’s like we’re two peas in a pod, marked and fucked up together.

I sink into her, and her pussy is warm and wet and tight and perfect.

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