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“Didn’t you know? Gargoyles have venom. Just a little hint of it is enough to heighten your senses in the best way. By the time I finish with you, mate, you’ll only know how to scream.”
“Please,” I begged, already overwhelmed and unsure what I was asking. Shadows danced in and out of our bubble, reminding me they never left me for long.
Kol’s answer was to rake a claw down my body, slicing through my clothes and exposing my flesh to him. Glowing blue eyes slowly moved over me, taking in every inch like he couldn’t get enough. My pussy throbbed painfully at the attention and a small whimper escaped despite me desperately trying to keep it in.
Kol skimmed his claws over me again, from throat to thigh, slowly etching angry red lines down my body without actually cutting into me. He could if he wanted to, and it was a breathtaking show of control that he could toy with me like this. The acute pain lit my skin on fire, burning just under the surface until I felt like I was being consumed.
And I liked it.
My desire was already coating my thighs and if not for the fear he’d actually cause me harm if I moved, I’d be bucking into him, demanding he give me more than this.
As if in response to my thoughts, his tail slapped over my needy cunt before slamming into my core. It was too much too fast. I gasped, thrusting into him, which was met by a hiss of pain as his claws dug farther into my flesh.
“Don’t move, mate,” he warned. “Just take it.”
“Please,” I whimpered. There was no real thought behind the word but there didn’t need to be. Kol’s wolfish grin was proof of how fucking much he enjoyed watching me struggle, begging for his touch and knowing I’d only get it when he decided.
His tail fucked me slowly, rocking in and out of me as he painted my skin with his mark.
My eyes fell closed as I lost myself in the mix of hot and cold, painful and gentle fucking.
“Don’t stop watching me, mate. I want to see your eyes as you fall apart for me,” he ordered. My eyes snapped open in time to see him dip his head down, tongue flicking out to taste my skin. He rumbled at the flavor, flattening his tongue and licking the valley of my breasts before tracing them. The cold hit my wet skin and my body shook in response. I’d never been so overwhelmed by sensations in my life.
My hands gravitated toward him, reaching out for something to brace myself on. Kol moved with preternatural speed, snatching and shoving them over my head, pinning me to the rough surface of the roof with no mercy.
My punishment was his mouth on my nipple, sucking hard enough I saw stars, then swirling his tongue around it as if to soothe, only to do it again. He was a constant push and pull of power and hunger. As if he’d owned my body all along.
The moment I got lost in my head, letting the pleasure swim around me and fog my brain, he’d bring me back by sinking his fangs into me, then licking up the blood like he deserved a reward.
All the while, his tail continued to fuck me. It was slow and gentle, nothing like the man himself. It kept me hyperaware and on the edge of pleasure but never tipping over. Anytime I writhed or a jolt of lust went through me, he’d slow down, ensuring I’d never reach an actual climax. His control and ability to move his body separately, but precisely, was impressive.
“Do you feel it? The way I own your pleasure, control you, possess every sense until all you are and all you know is me?” he husked out, his voice such a low rumble it reverberated through my body, consuming me just as he’d described.
“Please,” I begged. “I need you to fuck me.”
“You couldn’t handle me right now. I’d break you in half on my cock.”
“Good,” I whimpered.
He pulled his tail from my pussy, slapping me again before pulling away completely. The loss had my breath catching and the gargoyle stared down at me, watching me fall apart at the lack of attention.
Finally he moved again, inching two clawed fingers into me, scraping lightly over the sensitive flesh as he prepared me for his thick shaft. His tail rejoined him, pushing past his digits to stretch me farther.
His free hand teased down my cheek, tracing my body, from my throat, to over my breasts and down to my hip.
“My marks look good on you,” he noted. His sharp finger traced over the bite mark on my breast, then my neck. “Touch yourself, Harlow. I want to feel you clench around my fingers like you never want me to stop. Unravel as I fill you up, stretch you for me.”
Even though he’d released my hands, I hadn’t bothered to move in fear of consequences. But the moment he gave me permission, I pushed my fingers down my body to my clit, giving myself the push I needed. I’d barely swirled my fingers over it twice before my orgasm slammed into me.
My vision blurred and my body arched, pussy clenching hungrily around his fingers and my voice ringing out into the night.
If anyone wondered who I belonged to before, they had no doubts now as I screamed out his name.
“There it is,” he groaned before pulling his hands away. He brought his glistening fingers to his mouth, sucking every bit of my juices from them before finally settling between my legs. The tip of his rock-hard cock teased over my swollen pussy, and the icy feel of him had me sighing in relief, only for him to pull away.
“Kol!” I yelled in frustration, my voice wavering and unhinged. He laughed cruelly before slamming forward, spearing me on his cock. My pleas turned to screams as it felt like my body was splitting. But the more he fucked into me mercilessly, the easier I adjusted until I was meeting him thrust for thrust.
These men... or monsters, had turned me into a masochist, hungry for their pain.
