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He scoffs. “I love them because you did them.”

Once he has everything ready to go, he grabs lube and starts prepping himself.

“I thought you were cutting me.”

“I’m going to, but you’re a virgin. You’ll need all the distractions you can get.”

I twist my mouth at him. “Why don’t you put your mouth to work and suck my dick again then.”

“Yes, sir.”

I didn’t expect him to relent so easily, but I enjoy the feel of his mouth on me once more, his saliva coating my shaft as he moans around me. His other hand moves behind him, getting ready for my cock.

After several minutes, he releases me from his mouth, grabbing the lube to squirt on his hand before stroking me.

He straddles my hips, slowly taking my length inside him until he’s fully seated. He rocks back and forth a few times, and once he’s comfortable, he takes one of the towels to wipe his hands before resting them on my chest as he rises and drops.

“You feel so fucking good, Quin.”

He rolls his hips, making sure I’m deep inside him before he rises up and slowly drops down, over and over.

“Fuck, Kas. You look so good when you ride me.”

“Mm,” he moans, slowing his movements before he leans down and kisses me. “I’m glad you enjoy it, but now I’m about to hurt you.”

I groan when he stops moving, then watch as he reaches for the scalpel. He brings it to my chest and looks me in the eyes.

“Don’t move. Squeeze the pillow or the covers.”

I grunt my response and wait for the blade to cut my skin. I focus all my attention on his face, watching the way his eyes narrow slightly as he focuses, and the way his brown hair falls over his forehead, the wet strands sticking to his skin.

I’ve memorized every inch of him already, but I go over every line and curve in his face, and then a sharp burning sensation drags across my skin.

I tense up, gripping the blankets at my side as I clench my jaw and groan through the pain.

“You’re okay,” he says soothingly. “Brace yourself.”

The same sensation hits again near the place of his last cut. He only works for another minute before he puts the blade down and starts rocking his hips.

“You good?” he asks.

I nod once, feeling both the hot burn on my chest and his tight heat around my cock. “You’re done?”

He smirks. “No, but I don’t need you going soft on me.”

I grab his hips and thrust, filling him up as he cries out. “Does it feel like I’m soft?”

“Oh fuck. No. God, you’re so hard.”

“Mm,” I groan.

Blood drips down my chest, falling down my side, and it only spurs me on. I fuck Kaspian hard and deep until he tells me to stop.

“I have to continue,” he says, breathing heavily.

“So do I.”

He picks up the scalpel and points at me. “Yeah, but I have the weapon.”

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