Page 124 of Prettiest Psycho


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Watching him play with her, tease her, take her while she slept turned me on more than it had any right to. I can see the attraction now, the appeal. I could live out all my breeding fantasies without her ever knowing, ever complaining, ever being able to protest or tell me no.

It’s a seductive idea.

As Nightshade continued to play with her, my own desires grew stronger. Watching him take control of her body so effortlessly made me feel things I’d never felt before. At least, not when it came to sex. Killing was another matter. As he explored her, his fingers trailing over her skin with a possessive touch, I wanted it to be me.

So when Night beckoned for me to join him, I didn’t hesitate, pulling off my shirt and slacks, and sliding into the bed beside her. It was amazing, how responsive her body was, even in slumber. My dick was so hard and desperate for her, but I was torn between wanting to continue and wanting her awake.

She fucking loved it. Having the two of us worship her. From the moment she awoke, I could see it in her face, in the way she bit her lip in blissful pleasure, the way she tangled her hands in my hair and pressed herself closer into my mouth. Her body was so warm and wet, wrapping around me in desperate need. She dug her nails into my back and I loved it, fucking loved every minute of it.

Her orgasm was a work of art.

But it left me wanting, needing more.

So when Night tells her we’re not done yet – as if, when we’ve barely gotten started – I can’t help adding my own threat, “If you still want to play our game, princess?”

“Of course,” she replies, still breathless, but her eyes have lost that sleepy weightiness and are now bright with excitement and challenge.

“Good,” I tell her, sternly. “Because games have rules.”

“Rules,” she echoes thoughtfully. “I’m not very good at obeying rules.”

I can see the wheels turning in her head, her mind working hard to figure out what I mean. I let her ponder for a moment, though I’m sure she’s beginning to guess.

“Tell me, Kayla,” I begin, my voice dark and menacing, “what do you think is the most important rule of any game?”

“Don’t cheat…?” she replies, her voice shaky with the beginnings of fear. That’s not the answer I wanted.

“Don’t cheat,” I respond with a nod. “Good girl. But what if you cheat, princess? What happens then?”

She looks from me to Nightshade, her eyes widening as she realises what I’m implying. Nightshade suddenly grips her arms tightly, holding her in place. Kayla struggles against his grip, but it’s no use. She’s trapped, caught in our web.

My voice is low and dangerous. “If you cheat, Kayla, then you must be punished. And I’m the one who decides what that punishment will be.”

Kayla’s eyes widen even further, and her breathing quickens. She knows what’s coming next, and her eyes are a little apprehensive, but a whole lot more turned on.

Nightshade releases her arms, and I shuffle closer. I take hold of her chin, forcing her to look up at me.

“Tonight, Kayla,” I say softly, “you’re going to learn a very important lesson. You are going to obey our rules, and you are going to do exactly as we say. If you don’t, there will be consequences. Do you understand?”

Kayla nods. Goosebumps rise on her skin, and I know that she’s ready for what we have in store for her.

I let go of her chin, and Nightshade leans in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers something I can’t hear. But I know what he’s saying. He’s telling her what we want from her, what we’re expecting her to do. And as he speaks, Kayla’s eyes glaze over with lust, before her eyelids become heavy. It’s like she’s in a trance, and I know that she’s ours to command. I let Nightshade take the lead. He reaches out, cupping her cheek in his hand, and then he leans in, capturing her lips in a kiss.

Kayla moans, her body arching towards his, looking for more. It makes me smile. All of the attitude and sass she usually gives me has melted right out of her, and in its place is a warm, pliant, little doll.

“Good girl,” I coo, my voice dripping with satisfaction, “such a good girl. This is going to be so much fun.”

Kayla reaches out to touch Nightshade as he kisses her, and he thrusts his hips forward so that he’s pressed against her. His cock is hard, his control slipping, and Kayla wastes no time grinding against his dick, slipping it through her wet pussy lips, chasing another high.

“Mmm,” Nightshade groans, his lips leaving hers to trail kisses down her neck. “She’s eager.”

“She’s a bad girl,” I murmur, taking hold of her hips and pulling her away from his dick. “You’re not allowed to come yet.”

“You talking to her or me?” Night groans.

“Both of you. Up, princess. Now.”

I smack her ass to encourage her to move quicker, and as she rolls away from Night and climbs out of bed, she shoots me a smirk.

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