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Holy fuck, this girl.
A chuckle works its way up my throat as I press her throat harder into the wall, pinning her in place as my other hand goes to her pants. My cock is throbbing, so eager to be inside of her, and I half tear her pants open just to get them out of the way.
Neveah has to drop her legs, letting her full weight press against my palm just to get her pants free. Her throat works against my hand and I grin as I watch her struggle, making her bare her teeth at me.
“Little liar, is this what turns you on?” Her pants drop to the ground and her legs are already locking back around me, scrambling up my body so that her dripping cunt is spread and ready for me. I keep the same pressure on her throat, loving how red her face is turning. “Watching me murder others for you.”
“Yes,” she hisses, her hips grinding already. I loosen my hold on her a little as I use my other hand to pop open my pants. Her eyes are downcast, watching as I work them down a little so that my cock has room. “I love watching you lose it because of me.”
I pump my hand up and down my length as she watches, licking her lips hungrily. “You love seeing me this desperate for you?” I fist just under the engorged head and she watches as a bead of precum rolls off the tip. “Watching me paint you in blood and cum to prove who you belong to?”
Slowly, her eyes drag up my body. Only when she meets my eyes does a savage grin grace her features. “I’m not painted in cum.”
My balls jerk, my hips slamming forward of their own accord as they seek out her heat. “Let’s fix that.”
I let go of my cock to grip the underside of her thigh, dragging it up and exposing her to me. Her throat works against my fingers as I guide myself between her folds, her cunt painting me beautifully.
“Luocre,” she whimpers as I keep my thrusts slow, providing no pressure or pleasure to her.
“This little cunt is hungry,” I muse as I glide back and forth and Neveah whimpers. “She’s been waiting for me.” Neveah tries to nod against my hand, not caring that it only chokes her further. I push my hips forward, lining up with her entrance, and our eyes meet. “Good.”
I slam my hips up, forcing her body to convulse around me as I bottom out. Her walls squeeze me so tight I swear she’s trying to force me out, and I shallowly thrust deeper into her.
A guttural moan rips free of Neveah’s throat as her hands fly up to grip my arm still pinning her throat in place. She doesn’t fight me, but her nails bite into my skin.
“Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes,” she moans, her head tipping back. “Fuck me, Luocre.”
I chuckle deeply, pulling out to just the tip. Her pussy clenches wantonly, trying to pull me back in. “There’s something to be said that you are just as fucked as me.” I slam home again and she cries out, her hips moving and searching for more friction. I pull out again. “You want me to fuck you in a bloody warehouse.” I drive all the way in. “For dead men to watch.”
“I want you to prove I’m yours.” Her voice is hoarse, but her words make arousal spike down my spine. I pull out again, slamming into her, my pace increasing each time. “I want every man, dead or alive, to know that I belong to you.” I piston into her, stealing her breath as I take her. “This pussy belongs to you.”
“Fuck,” I groan as my balls draw up, begging for release. I shift my arms around so they are both looped under her knees, and I push her back against the wall. Spreading her wide, I slam into her over and over, my pace so fast that my balls are slapping violently against her ass. “That’s fucking right, little liar. This pussy is all mine.”
“All yours,” she agrees as her walls start to flutter. “I’m all yours.”
“And your orgasm?” I grit my teeth, trying to hold on.
“Yours.” Her eyes are pinched together, her chest heaving as she takes my cock so forcefully.
“Then give it to me.” A groan works up her throat as I push into her, grind against her clit, and then pull back again. I do it over and over, watching the flush that creeps up her body just before she goes over the edge. “Give me what is mine,” I growl.
“Fuck, Lucore.” Her back bows off the wall as I rub her clit again. “Oh, fuck, I’m going to–”
I slam fully into her, my body pressed to hers as I use my pubic bone to grind furiously against her. The pressure makes her go slack-jawed, and then her walls convulse and a high-pitched scream escapes her.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
I don’t stop as her body starts to shake, and as she clamps down around me, she shouts out. “Take what’s yours, Luocre!” Her head is craned back, and she’s lost in the throes of pleasure. “Paint me with your cum!”
“Fuck,” I grind out as she spasms around me, and the last shred of self control I have snaps. My balls clench and my orgasm rushes through me so fast that it steals my breath away.
Her pussy is so tight my cock has to fight just to unload inside of her. Each pulse makes her tighter around me, and she grinds against me, dragging out every ounce of my release.
When I finish, I pull out, and Neveah is still working to recover. But I grin as I look at her, covered in the blood of the men I killed with my cum leaking out between her legs.
Fuck yes.
