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A moan grates through me and an inferno rages in my belly, heating me where his touch leaves me cold.
“Two years ago, you begged me to take your virginity,” he says, keeping his voice low. Dangerously low—it rumbles inside my chest, like he’s somehow managed to seep into my pores and now has a residence in my veins. “I refused. Tried to do thegood thingand stay away from you.”
My mouth falls open as he shoves my head back, and my skull smacks against the mirror. Pain splices across the bone, echoing down my spine, and my pussy flutters as my body wars with itself.
He saws in and out, it feels like I’m being broken in half, my thigh muscles screaming where I’m spread open around him.
His gaze remains trained between our bodies, watching as he disappears inside me.
Maybe it’s the endorphins pumping through me, but his hands are somehow everywhere at once, sweeping and squeezing and plucking.
He rolls my nipple beneath one thumb, and then drags that same print over the mark on my shoulder; I hiss at the contact, but I don’t resist when he pinches the skin and finally lifts his head.
I feel a droplet of blood bead in the bite wound.
“But?” I prompt when he doesn’t continue. Because there’salwaysone.
A muscle thumps beneath his eye. “But… I can’t get you out of my goddamn mind, Elena. And I’m not a good guy, so for tonight, you’re all fucking mine. You’ll do whatever I say, when I say it, and how I say it.”
My heart ricochets around inside my chest as his pelvis drills into me, relentless in its assault. I’ve seen enough porn at this point to know what comes next; his facial features tighten and twist, and I swear I feel him swell as he drags his length against my inner walls.
He brushes over the cut in my flesh and brings it up, liquid crimson staining his skin.
Without faltering in his movements, his hand slides up my chest to squeeze gently at the sides of my neck, keeping me in place even as it feels like my body drifts out to sea. Then, he touches his thumb to his lips, darting his tongue out to swipe slowly over the digit.
Shock spirals through my stomach, rippling through my ribs, and pressure mounts in my core. Heat shoots through me, something wild unfurling in my bones as he bends, lining our mouths up but refusing to kiss me.
I don’t know why, but the denial makes me feel crazier. Warmer. I’m unmoored, floating in a cloud of pleasure as I chase the tail-end of my release.
“And maybe when I’ve stuffed you full of my cum like the little dumpster you are,” he breathes, and I smell the whiskey on his teeth, cool mint, andblood, “you’ll understand what I meant when I said I’druinyou. It’s never going to be like this for you again, my little Persephone, because no one else fucking owns you the way I do.”
I shake my head, too focused on the white noise rushing between my ears to grasp the gravity of his words. Or to recognize that they’re what I’ve always wanted to hear from him.
My body responds, though; his head dips to my neck, lips sealing around the wound. I feel him draw more blood from me, drinking like a fucking demon who hasn’t tasted humanity in centuries.
“So fucking wet,” he growls, and I don’t know if he means my pussy or the flesh he’s sucking, but it makes my chest light regardless. “Can’t believe I stayed away as long as I did, knowing this sweet little pussy was waiting for me. God, she’s fucking hungry, isn’t she? Needs to be filled, hm?”
I don’t respond, my mouth slackening as he pounds me into the sink, and he grunts in disapproval.
“Tell me, Elena. Tell me how badly you want to drip with my cum.” A nip at my skin has my back bowing, and my pussy flutters around him. “Beg for it, my little slut.”
“Oh,god, please. Please, Kallum.”
It should be beneath me to beg this man, but I’m so far fucking gone that I can’t bring myself to care.
Besides, the animalistic sound that tears from within his chest makes me feel as though the begging isn’t even for me. It’s almost as if he needs permission, still.
Needs to know I’m right there with him.
He bites again, and the flare of pain is my undoing. I clamp down around him as he pushes all the way in and freezes, his sweaty pelvis pressing against my ass, my thighs glued to his hips.
A choked moan falls from my lips as I come, and I squeeze my eyes shut, tremors racking the length of my body.
Stars burst and fires extinguish behind my eyelids, my muscles tangling with euphoria until all I can see and smell and feel andthinkis Kallum.
How he looms like a depraved god over me, wringing the darkest desires from my bones and playing them like a xylophone.
When he pulls back, red paints his mouth. There’s something so erotically fulfilling, completely hedonistic, about my blood coating his flesh that it pushes another orgasm through me just as his floods him.
