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I want to dispute that I am, I shouldn’t be turned on by the sight in front of me, but I can’t. I bite down hard on my lower lip and nod, a deep animalistic growl leaving Jaxon’s lips.
27
Jaxon
“Give them pleasure. The same pleasure they have when they wake up from a nightmare.” Alfred Hitchcock
“Unbuttonyourblouse,removeit and your bra, and take off your skirt, Stella.“ My command comes out gruff to my own ears and filled with heat. My cock hardening at the sight of my wife obviously turned on before me. She’s enjoying the torture and retribution I am seeking on Ajax’s flesh. The color has risen up the smooth pale column of her neck and over the creamy soft skin of her cheeks. Her eyes are luminous and so large that they almost seem to glow with blue fire. She’s breathing heavily, but I don’t think it has anything to do with her act of violence or rage. She’s turned the fuck on, and I need a taste, just like a parched man needs a drink in a desert.
Stella’s eyes are two sapphires sparkling and never leaving mine. I watch with rapt attention as she unbuttons her silk blouse and then unlatches her bra, leaving her glorious round breasts loose and on display. Her dark pink nipples are hard, begging to be sucked and nibbled at in my mouth. She unzips the skirt, and it pools at her bare feet, leaving her completely naked before me. I had forgotten that I had taken her panties earlier, and now seeing her like this makes me so happy I did.
Ajax releases a harsh cry, his head moving back and forth on his neck, pitiful moans and tears escaping him. He keeps repeating the word “No” repeatedly, but it falls on deaf ears. “Do you see the perfection that is mine, Ajax? My wife, my queen, and my whore.” I slam the hard metal end of the blade into the side of his head. “You tried to take that from me. You tried to steal what was mine, and now you will fucking suffer.”
I step towards Stella, my hands still covered in Ajax’s blood as I reach out and squeeze both of her round breasts, pulling on the hard nipples between two of my fingers on each hand and unleashing a cry of pleasure from her mouth. The blood leaves fingerprints on her skin against all that creamy pale flesh and has my cock standing at attention and weeping.
Fuck I should drench her in his blood and then my cum, fucking her over and over in every one of her tight holes.“Get on your knees, Stella, like my good little slut, and take my dick into your mouth.” She hesitates for the briefest of moments, her eyes wide at my command, but my hand reaches out to yank on her lengthy hair, forcing her down on her knees.
Her breathing leaves her in ragged pants, and a pink flush crosses her heaving chest. She’s tightening her thighs, rubbing them against each other in obvious need, seeking friction. A need I plan to fulfill shortly, but first, I need to make a point to our very captive guest. She lowers herself to her knees before me and unzips my pants, sliding them down my legs and removing my shoes, pants, and socks. Her small fingers slide back up my calves and thighs. Her soft lips following the same path and leaving trails of kisses in her wake that have the hairs on my body standing on end. A rumble leaves my chest when her small fingers encase my hard dick. “My good little whore.” I murmur.
My head falls forward until my chin is on my upper chest, the feeling of her fingers so exquisite that it makes me tremble in my stance. I grasp onto a fistful of her hair, yanking on the strands until a small whimper escapes her lips. I wrap my other hand around her breast, squeezing the fleshy globe tightly before slapping it hard with the palm of my hand. A moan breathlessly leaves her lips, and her lungs expand and contract rapidly with her arousal, causing her breasts to sway before my eyes.
“Did you know that my wife likes to be used like a dirty slut? That she craves a little pain with her fucking? That degradation excites her and makes her pussy gush?” A chuckle leaves my lips as Stella’s tongue licks my length. “I bet you were gentle with her as if she was some fine china doll and not made for fucking sin.” I slap her other breast with my open palm; the sound is loud in the room, and a cry leaves her lips as she continues to use her lips to nuzzle and kiss the veins on my hard cock. Her lips drag from my base to my tip and back down, where she licks my balls before sucking one into her mouth.
I yank on her hair and pull her back, and she releases my nut with a plop of her plump lips. I slide my bloody fingers across her lips, smearing Ajax’s blood across her mouth and cheek. “Open, my little slut.” I watch with amusement as she opens her mouth wide, and I spit into it, forcing her mouth to close with my fingers as she swallows. I drop the knife on the bed next to us and wrap my other hand tightly around her throat, ensuring that tomorrow my pretty wife will be wearing a hand necklace in my exact size.Maybe just maybe, I’ll reward her with a cum one to match.
Her breath leaves her in a sharp gasp that has my tip leaking drops of precum down my shaft. She opens her lips wide to beg, and I shove my hard cock to the back of her throat until my lower stomach is flush with her face. She struggles wildly on her knees, scratching me and trying to pull away, but my hold on her hair and neck prevents her from moving away from me. I fuck her mouth hard and with pent-up violence, all the while watching my best friend’s devastated face with joy.
His world is crumbling around him now, realizing that he never really knew her this way. This sinful, passionate creature that likes to be taken charge of and used for pleasure. She was always mine, made for me, even if he had her first.
I release the hold on her throat and let air make its way back inside of her with a shuddering and pleasurable gasp. I yank her by the hair to stand up, my cock slipping from her wet mouth coated in strings of her saliva and my precum.
“I bet that pretty cunt of yours is drenched, isn’t it my pretty whore?” Her tongue slips out of her mouth and licks her bottom lip, her blues dilated and large. “Climb on Ajax’s lap Stella and rub that soaked pussy on his dick. Let him see what a whore you are. What he missed out on with his sad dick and kind ways.”
She stumbles as she rises but refuses my hold on her arm, tearing it from my grasp. Her eyes flash with rancor as they meet and narrow on mine. She looks like she’s going to slap me hard for my demand that she ride Ajax’s lap. Her defiance intrigues me; we both know she’s immensely turned on and that she likes to submit to my brand of control. Have I misjudged her? She tilts her head, and I read her loud and clear. She will allow me to play my games for now, but if I push her, I am likely to end up with a blade pressed up to my own neck.
Her gaze turns away from me and centers back on Ajax, and I watch as the look of pleasure races across her face. But it’s not pleasure at the thought of being on the fucker’s lap; it’s the look she gets when she seizes control and power. She feels powerful right now. Her gorgeous face strips me bare of oxygen. She’s so sexy and lush, her breasts-tinged pink from my palms, swaying as she moves. She pauses as she shifts to straddle Ajax, and I see the look of not only of hunger but also defiance and a giant “fuck you” to both of us cross her features. Her eyes never leave mine, even as she grinds on his lap, his hard pant-covered dick rubbing against her clit. For a moment, rage and jealousy fill me, and my actions backfire on me.
She is fucking mine; I don’t want my cunt touching him. Every part of her is mine. I watch the pain across Ajax’s face, the way his breath is leaving through his flaring nostrils, and how hard his jaw is clenching. He wants her; even seeing that she is my dirty little whore he still wants her.
“Tell Ajax whose dirty cunt that is Stella.” She grinds again on his lap, her head falling to the side on her shoulder, her dark waves cascading down her back. A moan leaves her lips as she gasps, “Yours, your whore.” Her full breasts bounce on her chest with each undulation of her waist on that traitor’s cock.
I’m losing control, my cock leaking beads of precum, watching her get herself off on Ajax’s restrained lap. I need to reclaim her, to rein in my rumbling chaos. The need to drive my cock into that sweet pussy and reconfirm that she is mine, strumming through my veins and causing an animalistic rush to pour through me.
“Get on the bed, Stella.” She climbs up, moving slowly, her ass and swollen cunt on display before us and her creamy breasts bouncing. I grab a fistful of her loose, rich waves and pull her off Ajax’s lap, roughly pushing her toward the end of the bed. “Lie on your back and spread your legs wide so Ajax can see that pretty pink pussy that belongs to me.”
She hesitates, her eyes meeting mine with fire, and I know she’s close to refusing me. Stella will give me control in sex but only up to a point. Power calls to her like a seductive mistress, and right now, I am using all of mine to teach this piece of shit a lesson and to fuck my wife raw, so she never forgets who owns her.
Will she deny me my right to own her? To show this fucker once and for all that she is mine in every way? If she’s as intelligent as I know she is, she had better not. My control is precarious right now. My fury is seething through me, knowing I am amongst a traitor and a thief. I bare my teeth at her like a wolf, and a growl rumbles from my chest.
Her eyes dart to Ajax briefly and then down to my erect cock. She bites down hard on her bottom lip as she leans back slowly and lies on the bed, opening her legs wide, and bending her knees. Her beautiful bare pussy glistens in the light with her arousal. Her pussy lips are still swollen from me fucking her earlier, and what a beautiful sight they are.
I grab the blade off the bed and move towards her, a cry leaving Ajax’s lips at the movement.Does the fool really think that I would hurt her?Never, she’s mine in every way, and I have no intentions of damaging her, at least not permanently.
I slide the handle of the blade over the inside of her thighs and then across her swollen pussy lips, the metal sliding through her wet slit and getting coated in her juices. She lets out a little moan, and I slip the end of the handle into her tight hole, letting an inch and then another sink inside her as her body locks up tight. She thrashes her head on the bed, her hands fisting the linens beneath her. I push another two inches inside of her until I am only holding an inch of the handle and the sharp blade in my hand. I slide it in and out of her cunt until the whole thing is coated in her juices. “Does that feel good my dirty little queen?”
A moan rents the air at the same time; a groan leaves Ajax behind me. “Please, Jaxon, stop this!” Ajax begs. A deranged smile crosses my lips at how he’s suffering, watching how wet she is for me. How her cunt is dripping and soaking the bed below her, with how turned on she is. I fuck her for a few more strokes with the handle, the index finger of my other hand rubbing tight circles around her nub. Her tight pussy swallows the handle, and I have to be careful not to slice her with it in my eagerness to fuck her with it. I pull it out, and her cum soaks it. I move back over to Ajax, sliding the handle over his lips, coating his mouth with Stella’s cum. Stella leans up on one elbow to watch me while she tugs on her own nipple.
“Did she ever taste so delicious to you? Was she ever dripping for you like she is for me?” I can see by his expression and the way he is licking her taste off his lips that she wasn’t. He didn’t know how to make her wet like this.
