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My cunt flutters, almost coming from his words. “Yes!” The smirk I love so much lifts one side of his lips and my hips thrust again without me even thinking about it. “Give it to me.”
As if my begging acted like a sledgehammer breaking through his control, Cole groans, dipping his fingers between my folds. He circles my clit several times, ratcheting my pleasure to another level until I’m on the edge of a cliff. It’s then that he slides his fingers along either side of my lips, stopping before he gets to my opening and retreating again.
He does this a few times, making me shake, a need growing deep inside until I’m the one snapping. “Fuck me. Stretch me on your fingers, Cole.”
Cole’s hot breath puffs out against my ear, sending shivers through my body. His forehead settles on the headrest next to me with our faces pressed against each other. “Are you sure? You sure you want me to fuck you with bloody fingers?”
Why do I find this so damn hot? It’s downright sinful.
His fingers move, gliding up and down a few more times before he’s sliding one of them into my cunt. I’m so wet there’s no resistance at all, and he quickly adds a second, then a third, finally making me moan at the stretch as I accommodate his intrusion. Curling the digits, he rubs against my G-spot.
I cling to him, my body shaking. It feels like I’m no longer in control of myself, and I have to wonder if I ever was.
“You like me using blood to fuck you? Does it make you hot? Make your pussy clench on my fingers? Huh, gorgeous? Is that what you like?” Every word spilling from his lips makes my cunt squeeze him a little tighter until they push me over the edge. My eyes roll into the back of my head, my breathing comes to a natural stop and my body quivers, shaking out of control as a powerful orgasm overtakes me.
Cole continues thrusting, his fingers gliding over that bundle of nerves, but he also curls his thumb over my clit. The added stimulation prolongs my pleasure, making my toes grip the dashboard and my hands clamp onto his back.
When I’m able to breathe again, I blindly reach behind me. Knowing what I want, Cole grips my wrist and guides my hand to where I want it. My fingers dip into the stickiness. They’re red when I bring them into view. Not even pausing to inspect them, I reach between our bodies and stroke Cole’s cock, my hand gliding easily as I smear the blood on him.
As if we planned it, Cole and I glance down at the same time. There’s barely enough light shining from the night sky to see between us, not with his body blocking most of it. But there’s enough to see the color difference where the blood coats him.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he moans, thrusting his hips and sliding his cock through my tight grip.
The tiny metal balls of his piercings glide across my palm, the pressure of them massaging me perfectly. My cunt milks the air at the promise of the delicious sensations to come.
I completely agree with him, my thighs naturally attempting to close, but can’t with his body in the way. Knowing exactly what I was trying to do, Cole smiles, sending another rush of desire to flood my pussy.
My grip tightens on his cock as I pump it, needing to drive him as crazy as he’s making me. I squeeze it to the tip, ensuring there’s precum beading there when I swipe my thumb over it. Sure enough, I come back with his fresh desire wetting it. Bringing it to my mouth, Cole watches transfixed as I lick the length of the pad of my thumb, cleaning it of both blood and precum.
“You taste divine mixed with death. So damn exotic,” I say huskily.
Cole groans, watching my mouth close around my thumb. I know he’s imagining my tongue swirling around it like I do when my lips wrap around his cock. “You’ll make me bust before I even get inside you if you keep this up.”
His fingers dip to my core, shoving them in like he’s in a damn hurry for some reason. He thrusts them in and out a few times before rubbing that spot I love so much. It quickly has me panting, unable to breathe.
“What are you doing?” I stutter out between gulps of air.
Burning desire flames in Cole’s gaze as he stares at my lips. He doesn’t bother to answer, instead drawing his fingers from me. A feeling of something deeper than emptiness grips me, and I whine at the loss.
“Shh,” he coos, bringing his fingers to my lips and painting them with my desire. “I want a taste too, Luv. You’re too much of a tease, not willing to share your good ideas with me.” He barely finishes his sentence before his lips are on mine, desperation coating his every movement. He licks, bites, and sucks on them, moaning like it’s the best thing he’s tasted in his life.
“I couldn’t have asked for a better obsession. I’ll never get enough of you, Raven.” He steals my breath before I can even respond, commanding my lips with a hand around my throat.
Needing him more than I need my next breath, I grasp him firmly once more and line him up with my opening, wrapping my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass. Cole doesn’t deny either one of us. He braces his arms on either side of me again, resuming the way his hands fist my hair. He tilts my head just so and takes my mouth at the same time he thrusts into me.
It’s not soft, nor is it gentle. Certainly not slow.
It’s everything I’ve grown used to from him. Fast. Hard. Unforgiving. Cole sinks to his hilt, swallowing my scream with his mouth and barely pausing before he slams into me again. Passion overtakes us. A fever dream born of killing together and sealed with blood coating our skin.
Each pistoning slam of his cock grinds against my clit, harmoniously giving me a symphony of sensations combining into the perfect storm. Delicious stroke after delicious stroke works us both to a grand finale.
A shiver winds through me with the touch of Cole’s hands gliding along my body. His arms snake under my legs, lifting them onto his shoulders, forcing my hips to shift into a new position. My back arches as I hiss and clamp my hands around his forearms. The way his dick slides against my sensitive walls, the way he glides back and forth against that one spot inside me… it all becomes magnified with this position.
My nails dig into his skin, my hips bucking as I chase that freefall, the pleasure taking over my body yet again. I swear I’m always so out of control when my men are fucking me. There’s no doubt they own my body.
I don’t even realize my eyes have fluttered closed until Cole curses, making them fly open so I can watch him. His fingers bite into my hips like he’s trying to punish me for making him come so quickly.
The frantic beating of my heart speeds up as he stares at me, his eyebrows pinching together like he’s trying to fight off his orgasm, but we both know he’ll lose.
