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“The perfect kind?” she questions.
“Nice try.” I lean down and take one of her nipples in my mouth while my fingers slide inside her warm, wet, welcoming pussy. She opens her legs wider, the walls of her pussy sucking my fingers in and clamping around them. I bite down on her nipple, and her moans fill my ears. She’s already so fucking close. I can feel it. So I bring the tip of the blade to her throat. I’d never cut her here, but I know how much she loves the sensation of the cool metal sliding down her skin. She arches her back, her breasts peaking up like an offering from the heavens. “Do you want to bleed for me, Angel?” I ask her.
“Yes. Always.” Her voice is husky, her body shivering with the knowledge of what’s to come.
“Mmm, I do love seeing your pretty blood running in little rivers all over your perfect skin.” I skim the knife down to her hip, digging just a little harder, until the first drop of blood appears. I lift the blade’s edge to my tongue and lick it clean. “So fucking delicious. I fucking love the taste of you.”
“Oh God. Neo, more. I need more,” she cries out, her head shaking from side to side. Her legs tighten around my hips. Pulling my fingers free, I line up my cock with her entrance and slam forward. Bottoming out. Then I glide the blade over her nipple, dig in just underneath it, and leave a tiny trail of red cascading down her ribs.
“Yes! Yes!” Her screams fill the room as her pussy convulses around my cock. Two pumps later, and I’m fucking coming. Falling right along with her.
Epilogue
Itake my time in the shower. Neo went back out to watch over Izzy, so I’m making the most of my solitude.
These last few months have been pure bliss. Being here on this island with Neo and Izzy has been a dream. My father surprised me by landing a chopper in the yard a few weeks ago. I thought he’d tell me I had to return home. That I had duties to uphold. He hasn’t. It’s almost like he’s my father but also a different person altogether. He seems happier. I’m guessing that has everything to do with his rekindled love for Gloria.
Is it a little weird watching my father dote over a woman? Yes. I’ve never even seen him with a girlfriend. After my mother died, he never brought anyone else around. I know there was no love between my parents. That he wasn’t sad when she passed. But I also know that she wasn’t a good person. Victoria was only ever concerned with herself. Never me or Papa.
I run the loofah over my well-used and sore body. Neo is like an Energizer Bunny; he’s ready to pounce on me at any given moment. My thighs, the undersides of my breasts, and my hips are covered with tiny scars. All marks from Neo. All marks I’ve loved every bit of receiving. The ones I love the most, though, are those on my inner thigh where he carved his initials into my skin.
It goes against everything I used to believe. The idea of belonging to a man. Letting someone else have so much control and power over me. With Neo, however, I want that. I want him to own me. Because that ownership goes both ways. He doesn’t just own me. I own him. And he’s the one thing I’ll never return.
“Angel, dinner’s almost ready.” Neo pokes his head into the shower, and his eyes rake over my body. I see the lust in them. And I watch as his cock comes to life in his shorts.
“No. Don’t get any ideas, Neo. You just had me, and everyone will be waiting for us to start dinner.” My argument is weak at best.
“Let them wait. Nobody said I couldn’t have dessert first.” He reaches in and turns the water off. Taking my hand, he pulls me out of the shower and wraps a huge fluffy white towel around me. I’ve told him we should buy black or at least red linens. These white ones always get stained after our blood play, and then I have to throw them out. “Just sit here,” he says, lifting me up and placing me on the edge of the tub. Neo kneels in front of me and opens my legs, giving himself an unobscured view of my pussy. “Fuck, it’s like a work of art,” he growls as he lowers his head closer. Then his tongue sneaks out and licks me, from bottom to top.
My head falls back. I just had the mother of all orgasms. And with one lick, I’m ready to go again. I’ve recently come to the conclusion that sex addiction is a very real thing; although it’s a problem I’m not keen on fixing anytime soon.
Neo circles his tongue around my clit a few more times, then he bites down, nibbling as he inserts two fingers into my pussy.
“Oh God!” I cry out. I can feel my legs wobbling. I have to cling to the edge of the tub to keep myself upright. He curls his fingers and bites down a little harder as he sucks at my clit. Within seconds, he has me coming again.
I must black out, because when I open my eyes, I see Neo smiling down at me. He’s carrying me out of the bathroom. “Welcome back, Angel.” He smirks.
“Thanks?”
He takes a sundress out of the closet and hands it to me. I throw it on and pull out a pair of panties from the drawer. Just as I’m about to put them on, he snatches the undergarment from my fingertips. “You won’t be needing those.”
I let him take my hand as we make our way out to the patio, where our family is patiently waiting. My father sits with Izzy on one side of him and Neo’s aunt on the other. Gloria outdid herself with tonight’s feast. Lola and her doctor, James, sit on the opposite side of the table. She looks up and smiles briefly as we approach.
She’s made some progress during her sessions with James. But she still has a long road to recovery. I’ve had arguments with Neo over whether or not to let his mother know that her daughter’s alive, that we have Lola here with us. As a mother myself, I feel like the woman should know. But the siblings have agreed not to tell anyone yet. It’s been at Lola’s request. Neo holds so much guilt inside, for not finding her sooner, I fear he’ll go along with anything she says. Even if it’s to her own detriment, or his.
“How was your day?” I ask her as I sit down.
“It was… sunny. Good,” she answers.
“Zia Lola, did you know my papa said I was a mermaid; he’s going to buy me mermaid food. Does that mean I won’t be able to eat Nonna’s pasta sauce anymore? Because I don’t want to be a mermaid if I can’t eat pasta,” Izzy says, breaking the silence.
I look from Neo to the rest of our little family, and my heart is so full for the people at this table. This is what I’ve always wanted for my daughter. We finally have it, and I won’t ever let anything take it away.
Epilogue
I’ve been on this island for four months. I should feel safe here. I should feel like I’m finally free. Except I’m not free. They come to me every time I close my eyes. The men who used me—abused me—for all those years.
I will never be free of them. There’s only one way to break their hold on me. To sever the ties. And that’s to just end it all. Dr. James tells me that one day things will look brighter. That I will feel better.
