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Something between us changes as I continue to trace the dozens of lash marks until they stop at a larger, raised one on her hip. My fingers lightly touch the knotted mess.
“It was a brand,” she manages to get out. “I cut it off myself when I was nineteen.”
I pull my fingers back but don’t release her, staring at the mess so like my own.
Her marks aren’t on her face or hands. These are scars she can hide if she chooses. Not like me. But her back shows a story I know all too well.
She hides her marks, her monster, better than me. But we are both scarred beasts in our own right.
Leaning forward, I press my hardness into her once more.
“Please don’t,” she whispers, her voice cracking and sounding small for the first time. Leaning forward, I bring my mouth to her ear.
“By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be adding stop to the end of that sentence,” I whisper. She doesn’t have time to respond before my hand trails up the back of her thigh. I feel her tense and try to pull her legs together, but my knee keeps them apart. Her skin feels so smooth against the roughness of my own. I bring my hand up to my mouth and wet two fingers before bringing them back down, coating her with wetness.
Her body tightens as my fingers lightly move around her pussy, exploring the folds until I find the small hardness at the top, and I press down firmly, rubbing in small circles. I have to hold back a laugh at how she tries to bring her legs together even while her ass presses back, searching for the gratification my fingers bring.
Continuing the motion with my thumb, I sneak a finger inside, and she lets out a muffled moan that makes my cock jump. I managed to find a pair of pants on my way here to replace the ones she cut off me, but now I wish I hadn’t bothered. Throbbing, my dick strains to get free.
“Not so hard to subdue, are you?” I tease, nipping at her ear as I continue my motions with one hand.
“Fuck you,” she snaps, but the breathless quality belies the tough words.
“Thought you’d never ask,” I reply. She gasps when I pull my fingers away and struggles beneath me, but it's weak and half-hearted. I know she fucking wants this. I’d know even if her pussy juice wasn’t already coating my fingers, the moans she tries to hide filling my senses.
It’s a bit difficult with one hand, but I manage to rip down the new pants, my length popping free. Using my free hand, I pump my cock a few times, squeezing to relieve some of the strain.
In the faint light, her pussy glistens in front of me as I line up to her.
In one hard thrust, I’m inside her to the hilt, causing her to cry out. I stay like that for a moment, reveling in how tight she feels around my dick.
Still holding her neck, I start fucking her.
It doesn’t take terribly long for her cries to become moans as I shift to hit the spots I know will make her fucking crazy. Closing my eyes, I lose myself in her sweet fucking pussy until I feel her start to shift beneath me.
She twists around, and I keep my hand on her neck, pinning her down but letting her turn to face me. Her hands come up to my wrists, digging into the tendons though she doesn’t really try to pull it away. I grin when fire and lust stare back at, the tight skin of my cheek rising.
I don’t stop, don’t think I could if I wanted to.
I can feel it coming, harder than ever before. Satisfied she isn’t struggling any longer, I bring my hand from her neck and grip her hips as I pound her hard, my fingers digging into her skin. My eyes shut for only a moment as I lose myself to the sensation. She shifts, and by the time I open my eyes, the blade is in her hand and against my torso. I gift her with a beaming smile and keep my grip on her, pressing myself deep inside. I feel her twitch around me as the knife presses harder against me.
Keeping my eyes on her, I bring my hand across to hers and wrap it around, pressing it down until I feel the blade pierce my break the skin. Warm blood trails down my side, and her eyes widen. Letting go, I lean forward, smiling even wider as I see her confidence waiver.
Her eyes are fixed on mine, so she doesn’t see my finger drag through the blood until I bring it up to her face, painting it around her perfect,O-shaped mouth. Her eyes get even bigger, and she starts to pull back, seeming to forget about the knife in her hand. Her tongue darts out, catching a hint of the blood, and my dick feels like it gets even harder.
My face moves a fraction closer, and I whisper, “You can take my blood and pain any day.”
My lips smash down onto hers, and this time, she meets them with equal fervor. The knife drops to the bed once more, then her pointed nails find my shoulders, digging in deeply as her legs wrap around me.
As I slide into her waiting depths, I feel my balls begin to tighten. My hand wraps around her hair and pulls tight, but her moans only get louder.
“Harder!” she cries out, and I oblige, slamming into her with renewed vigor. Her skin is flushed, her breaths heavy in my ear. Pulling her closer, my hips piston into her until I feel her begin to twitch around my cock.
“Don’t stop,” she warns as I feel myself start to explode. Keeping my grip on her, I bring one hand down between us to her clit and pinch lightly. Ginger screams her release, dragging mine out as her sweet pussy milks me for all its worth.
We stay entwined, panting, my heart beating a mile a minute in my chest. It isn’t until our eyes meet that the predator in both of us rises to the surface. Entangled, we both dive for the fallen knife. In most cases, I’d have no problem overpowering her, but when we both get mixed up in the sheet and thump heavily to the floor my breath rushes out of me as her bony ass falls on my chest.
We scramble for another moment until my hand falls on the hilt. I turn to her at the same moment she finds her pistol. Still naked with her legs still wrapped around me, she points the gun at my forehead. A smile curves my lips as my hand flexes over the blade, the test in her eyes more than enough encouragement.
