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“I will allow no one to hurt you,” I coldly return with a negligent wave of my hand.
“Other than you, you mean.” The pride I feel at her hand not shaking when she grasps her glass, after that little smart-ass quip could light the Eiffel tower.
“I save your pain exclusively for me, little dove.” I chuckle, watching the blush warm her skin and devour the duck just as I intend to do her later.
“Make her bleed for her arrogance. Bruise her bottom for that cheek,” Hesuggests. The suggestion has merit, but my plans follow a different path tonight.
Slowly I peelthe dress from her body and toss it in a nearby chair. Vanilla-rose wafts from her skin. My flesh rises in response. The heady musk of her snakes around me like an aphrodisiac. Heat pulses through me, my dick presses against my zipper seeking freedom, wanting to bury itself into the depths of her tight pussy.
Her nipples are taut and beckoning, the diamond chain glinting prettily against the umber of her skin. With cool deliberation I keep my touch feather like, still I can’t resist touching her. Her peaks are hard little juicy berries, the tips dark as the deepest blueberry and just as sweet.
“Pretty motherfucker.” I dip my head pulling one then the other into my mouth. Come slips from my tip. This woman is going to unman me. Groaning, I lick a long trail between the valley catching the chain in my mouth. Tugging I draw her to me and taking her sweet lips.
She tastes like the champagne pear glace we had for dessert. “I think I’ll drink champagne from your pussy one day soon,” I tell her, dipping in to capture more of the taste. “Umm, Yum.” Pushing her breasts together I suck her nipples as one until I hear her panting and feel her squirm against me. The way she writhes brings her against my hardness. With each brush I feel the chain.
“Do you like the way it glides against your pretty little body, Tay-chan?”
“Yes,” she moans writhing in curves and jewels.
Stepping back, I nod to the bed. She has the nerve to sit demurely on the edge. Scooping her up I press my knee on the edge placing her in the center spreading her legs, not bothering to restrain her hands.
My eyes never leave her as I shed my suit. Climbing between her legs, I lean over her body. “There are many things I have required of you, wife. You’ve given yourself to me beautifully. Trusted me when you should not. Now, I will ask more. I need more. Will you give me what I need?”
She visibly swallows. “What do you need?”
Reaching over to the nightstand I take the ceremonial dagger from the table unsheathing it. “I thought long and hard how I must atone for my sins against you. You will let me do this thing for you.” I draw a thin line along my left clavicle.
“Hi—”
“You will let me.” Slowly I continue with the other side until the line meets at the center of my chest.
“No.” With a strangled cry Tay-chan reaches up to grasp my hand. Grabbing her delicate wrist with my other hand I make her help draw the thin line to the center of my chest.
“You once owned me here. You left and ripped my fucking heart out.” My Japanese is so rough, so raw, her eyes widen. I release the dagger. Now only she is holding my life in her hands.
“Plunge it in and you can be free. You’ll never have to worry about me again. You’ll free us both.” Spreading my arms wide, I continue, “I release you, but for only this life. In the next one, I will come for you again. And in the next and the next. We are for eternity, little dove. But in this lifetime, if you want to be free from me. End it now.” The point of the dagger is sharp against the center of my chest. It’s nothing compared to the agony in my heart. I can’t live without her. I don’t fucking want to. This is her only moment to be free. I can see in her eyes when she realizes the truth of my words. This is her only chance.
The knife moves a slow agonizing drag downward. My tumescent dick rises as pain, tormenting pleasure causes an affliction of lust to rise like a tsunami inside my body.
In that moment my little angel becomes a shepherd of the devil as her little evil ass continues down past my navel making me bleed from neck to dick.
Precum drips like a sieve from me. “Fuuuuck,” I growl, watching my blood stream down my body in a thin trail. She’s gone beyond what I wanted. Gave me what I didn’t even know I needed. Taking the knife my little vicious one doesn’t stop until she’s reached my sac. I feel them draw up at the sting.
“Enough.” Words catch in my throat with her hot little mouth covers my sac. It’s so fucking hot. She licks her handiwork, slicking her tongue over the cut with a slowness that only furthers the torture. I have to grab the base of my dick to keep myself from shooting my load right then and there.
“Goddamn!” I yell. Her tongue slides around the base like a hot little serpent. Her head swivels this way, and she laps the trail of blood I started, but she happily continued. Rising a little, she licks up my length, playing with the cut with her tongue. Up and down she runs her tongue over me, getting me slick, then her mouth covers me, feeling like a damn furnace. My hips jerk fucking into the heated cavern. She downs me over andover, taking me to the back, not gagging, but I can see tears in her eyes. Honestly, I don’t know if it’s from her exertions or emotions. Her dimples deepen as she takes my dick in long sucks down her throat.
Tugging her head back I look into those big doe eyes. The eyes that a few short hours ago had me thinking I was her everything.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I shake her a little bit. Almost angry that she makes me more unhinged than I normally am. I take her mouth. I want to fucking brutalize her. Plunging my tongue inside of her mouth, I suck her deep, inhaling the vanilla-rose and the metallic flavor of my blood. I pull and suck her bottom lip into my mouth, then the top. I give her mine in return.
My dick thrums between us with a heartbeat all its own.
She pulls back burying her head in my neck sucking my blood then trailing her tongue to the other side taking from there too.
“I’ve created a vampire.” My eyes cast down to watch her lips crimson with me as she follows the trail to my heart. There she lingers kissing the place I begged her to pierce me. End me she did not sealing her fate and mine.
“That was your last and only chance, little dove,” I tell her. She looks up, unwavering. An empress draped in diamonds and my blood. “I know.”
