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“For tonight,” he murmurs, sinking his teeth into my damn neck and sucking my skin into his mouth. “But we'll mark you so you remember us for the next few weeks.”
“And any man who lays his eyes on you will know you belong to someone else,” Light Gray quips in a playful tone. “Then, I can cut off their toes as presents.”
Toes for presents? Holy shit. I got into bed with someone who likes to cut off body parts. Go figure, that’s how my first time turns out. Memorable? Absolutely. Frightening? Just a little. So, I push his odd comment to the back of my mind, silently hoping I’m not a victim in his crusade against toes, and I breathe.
My eyes widen behind the blindfold. “Only for tonight. This can't happen again. This…” I swallow hard, whimpering when he pulls out of me slowly.
A slight pain rests between my legs, throbbing with every frantic beat of my heart. Proving to me, I'm alive and in the present. The feelings of dread and emptiness I had before when I was merely existing evaporate in the stranger’s presence.
And it feels liberating as hell to be normal.
“Look at that,” Brown Eyes rasps. “Your blood is soaking my cock. You marked me, too,” he whispers in awe. A gentle kiss presses against my cheek, lingering there for longer than necessary. When he pulls back, hovering just above my face, I feel his finger brush over my cheek, softly tracing every freckle and line like the boys in romance books. “Keep thinking this is just a one-time thing. I'll track you to the ends of the universe before I truly let you go.”
Well, okay then. So, not like the boys in romance books. Unless they’re a little unhinged and threatening to stalk you everywhere. Or threaten to chop off toes for you. That’s where I categorize Brown Eyes and Light Gray—slightly obsessed with the need to follow me everywhere. Is their silent friend this way, too? I can only hope he’s just a tad bit more normal. I should definitely be looking over my shoulder when our night comes to an end.
Because they’re never going to stop by the sound of it.
Am I naive enough to think this will be a one-time thing? Probably. But I can only hope these men don’t attempt this again. It’ll only bring me more danger, especially if my monster finds out what I did tonight.
He’ll murder me.
And them, too.
“Just fuck me.” My voice quivers slightly when he smiles against my cheek.
That’s all I need. More dick. More pain. More time to feel alive under their touches and to drown out the morbid thoughts running through my brain on repeat. Just give me what I need to make it through the night and then, set me free.
“You don't have to ask me twice. Move over! It's my turn to play!” Light Gray proclaims loudly with a laugh.
A few grunts happen, and then the man who was on top of me falls to the wayside, replaced by the man I’ve come to call Light Gray. His deep voice rumbles, vibrating against my chest when he plops down on me. Every inch of his naked flesh lays against mine. He chuckles, leaning down to run his nose along my neck, over my jaw, and finally stops near my chin.
“You’re an exquisite woman,” he murmurs just for me to hear in a slightly higher-pitched voice. Like the deepness he’s been using hasn’t been his true voice.
I want to say something back, but his lips press into mine. His tongue tangles with mine inside my mouth as he groans over and over, rocking his hips against mine. My fingernails dig into his back, collecting the details of his defined muscles. Although Light Gray seems leaner than Brown Eyes, he’s still very muscular. The scent of cinnamon and spices fills my nose when he pulls back, leaving me breathless in his wake.
“I'm absolutely going to fuck you silly, Kitten. Once my dick enters your pussy, it's over for me.” I can hear the grin in his voice when he thrusts forward without warning, filling me up.
“God!” I shout into the void with my back arching off the damn bed.
My fingernails pierce through his flesh, ripping through as I drag them down. It’s the only thing grounding me there with him as he fucks me silly.
“That's right, Kitten. Mark me with your claws and show the world who this cock belongs to. Oh, I gotta see,” he moans, breathlessly above me.
Without warning, he pulls out, leaving me empty as I scramble for more. I moan, trying to grasp him, but he’s too far away from me.
“Fuck,” he chokes out in that deep voice again. “I'm covered in your blood, Kitten. I'm going to come.” He grunts several times, thrusting back into me. “Going to come with your delicious blood on my dick, and I’m never going to wash it again.”
Gross. Absolutely disgusting. He better wash himself after this, or he’ll die of an infection. Fuck. Why am I thinking about that when he’s essentially fucking my name from my memory. Who am I? No clue. Just some hopeless hussy getting her brains knocked from her head by a man obsessed with blood and cutting toes.
My lips pop open when a hand wraps around my throat. Not too gently, either. It squeezes hard until white dots form behind my eyelids, and I’m gasping for air. They don’t stop. And I don’t beg them to.
Light Gray pounds and pounds, thrusting his hips roughly against mine. Over and over again as he mumbles incoherent words under his breath, sounding suspiciously like my name on his lips—Journey.
“Journey!” he shouts into the room on a long, drawn out moan, stilling on top of me as he comes deep inside me.
Unlike Brown Eyes, I physically feel his dick jerk, and the hot spray of his cum lines my convulsing pussy walls.
Great. So, the toe cutter knows my actual name. I’m definitely going to have to move somewhere else and change everything about my personal information. Time to invest in that false identity I’ve always wanted for myself. No more Journey West here.
