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My heart jackhammered when he tugged me even closer and brushed his lips against mine. His piercings dragged slowly against my bottom lip, and fuck if my greedy cunt couldn’t help but ache with wonderous wants.
“I should warn you,” he breathlessly whispered, his lips moving from the corner of my mouth and pausing at my ear. His other hand slid up my black band-t and fisted one of the blades strapped around my waist. “I don’t play nice.”
“I can take it.”
“Are you sure?” he asked, ravenously licking his lips as he pulled back and locked eyes with me.
I nodded, which earned me a dark, spine-quivering smile.
“Prove it.”
His bladed palm met my chest, and in a flash, I was shoved down on the hydraulic chair with Phantom’s knee digging between my legs, forcing them apart.
I started to tell himnot here, that this—as in doing this right here in the middle of the room where his now dead best friend was brutally attacked—was morbidly inappropriate, but the words were sucked out of me as Phantom fisted my t-shirt and ripped it clean off in one fatal tug, crippling me stunned.
“Don’t ruin it,” he demanded as he towered over me, pressing the tip of the blade against my cheek and dragging it down my neck and chest. “It’s me and you. That’s it. I’ll finish grieving later. For now, all I want is you.”
He slid the blade between my cleavage and with an impressive flick, slashed through the strapless lace.
I stared up at him, lips parted, as Phantom let out a sharp breath and bit down hard on his lip. He didn’t speak. He just grazed the sharp, metal tip along both of my tits. The pleasure rushing through me had my nipples rock hard within seconds.
Phantom leaned down and kissed me deeply, my moan silenced as his tongue fought dominantly against mine, desperate for control. When I didn’t give him what he wanted, he pulled back and sunk his teeth into my neck.
I cried out, my body violently shuddering against him as he nipped up and down my skin, each bite harder than the last.
Fuck.
He kissed me again, and this time I let him take control as he dropped the blade long enough to remove my shoes, jeans and panties. When they were gone, Phantom retrieved it and then demanded I scoot down to the edge of the chair. I knew what he’d planned to do no sooner than he dropped to his knees.
“Are you scared?” he asked as he flipped the blade and brushed the heel down my abdomen and along my inner thigh.
Goosebumps popped along my skin. Licking my lips, ready and eager for the challenge despite the slight tremor ricocheting down my spine, I shook my head.
“Good.”
I let out a breath as he pushed the tip of the heel inside me, his lips parting in utter awe as he used his other hand to brush his fingertips against my aching clit. The blade wasn’t big, so I doubted that onslaught alone would be enough to get me off. Something told me Phantom knew that, because his fingers vanished and were immediately replaced with his scorching hot mouth.
He ate me like a man starved, and my breath stuttered as he worked the blade faster,harder,inside me. His teeth nipped torturously at my clit, forcing me to tangle my fingers through his hair and buck feverishly on his mouth, desperate for more.
The blade moved even faster, Phantom’s grip on the edge so tight there was blood dripping between his enclosed fingers.
“Ph-Phantom,” I cried out, my hips rolling to meet his expert tongue, my orgasm coming hot and fast. “Fu-fu-fuucck!”
Sparks ignited in my body, plummeting me over the edge so fast that I was literally screaming his name. As I came down from the amazing rush, Phantom removed the blade and sprung back to his full height. By the time I’d gathered four greedy breaths, his pants were off, and his cock was free.
My mouth delightfully salivated when that sexy as fuck Jacob’s Ladder met my sight.
“Not this time,” he said in a low growl, claiming my throat with his bloody hand. He loosened his grip, and I couldn’t help but gape wide-eyed and winded when I felt him brush his bloody palm down my neck. He kept going, and going, refusing to stop until I was painted down to my pubic bone in his blood.
Holy fuck…
I barely had time to fully register what happened before he grasped my throat again, muffling my cry as he slammed into me. He bellowed out a sexy groan and wasted no time picking up his perfect, bruising pace.
“You’re so wet,” he darkly purred in my ear, rolling his hips as he violently thrust into me again, his rough fingers stealing my breath. “So warm. So… tight…”
My eyes rolled back as his ladder furiously rubbed against my walls with each expert snap from his hips, his grip on my throat tightening, dotting black spots over my eyes. Fucking me with the knife was one thing—he was so much gentler with that than he was being now with his cock—but this…
His dire need for control and his skill at blending pleasure with pain was sinfully therapeutic.
