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I did as he asked as I propped up on my elbows.
“You’re drenched, Little Lamb. Your juices are coating your thighs. Do you like sucking my dick?” He stroked himself, pinning me with a heavy-lidded stare.
“Yeah.”
He crawled onto the mattress and straddled me, pressing the blade against my throat. I tilted my head back, giving him access and showing him my surrender. I inhaled sharply between my teeth and forced myself not to move as Death dragged the tip between my breasts, and blood drops pooled on my skin. He leaned down, his tongue flicking over the wound he’d inflicted. With each cut, he licked it clean.
“More,” I whispered.
“I’ll give you more, little lamb. I’ll give you so much you’ll be begging me to stop as hot tears stream down your face. I will take everything from you tonight.”
When my stomach was covered in cuts, he pulled back to admire his work. “Beautiful.” He ran his finger through my blood and tasted it. “Tastes so good, and now I will sacrifice your body for my pleasure.”
The corner of his mouth kicked up in a wicked smile that sent my heart into overdrive as he moved. He kneeled on the floor as he dragged the knife on the inside of my thigh, marking me the same way he had my stomach. My pussy throbbed, needing that skilled mouth on me.
He flattened his tongue and slowly licked my drenched slit.
“Please.” At that point, I wasn’t even ashamed that I was begging.
His eyes bored into mine as he flipped the knife around and pushed the handle against my entrance. “I have something special for my cock slut.” He held up the weapon, and for the first time, I saw the silver nubs that started at the base and moved up on both sides. “It’s ribbed for your pleasure.” He pressed it into my entrance slowly, the notches sending shocks of ecstasy through me.
“What a dirty girl, getting fucked with the same weapon I take lives with.”
“Yes.” My back arched off the bed as I gave into his sickness, allowing it to consume me.
His mouth landed on my clit with a sharp bite. I cried out in pain as the pleasure followed on its heels. Death licked and sucked as my inner walls clenched the handle. I was powerless over my body as he bent me to his will.
“Oh, shit.” As I seized, I clawed at the bedspread, bunching the soft fabric between my fingers.
Death removed the weapon before he flipped me over on all fours and rammed into me with his cock. I lurched forward as he thrust, claiming me all over again.
He spread my ass cheeks apart and spit on my skin, massaging it on my puckered hole. His finger toyed with my entrance before he pushed inside, and my tight walls gripped him.
“My little whore likes it in the ass.” His hips picked up pace, the sound of our bodies slapping together.
“Your body belongs to me.” He grunted.
My eyelids fluttered closed as I bucked and greedily moved against his hand.
“Do you like fucking a cold-blooded killer, Ella?” He drove deeper, stroking my slick walls just right. The familiar warmth pooled inside my belly, and my orgasm was a slow roll that swept through me.
Making a gruff sound, he pounded into me one last time before he shuddered with his release. My legs and arms trembled beneath me, and I struggled not to collapse on the mattress. I jerked from his bite near my spine. He planted a line of kisses across my back.
“You served me well, little lamb.” He pulled out, and I melted onto the bed, catching a glimpse of his powerful legs striding to my en suite bathroom. The sound of water reached my ears, and I allowed myself to rest as he ran a bath for me.
Chapter 50
Death
"The silence of a lamb is not a sign of its ignorance." ~ Unknown
After I’d stepped back into my jeans, I swirled my fingers in her bubble bath, testing the water. There was something different about my little lamb tonight. She was more willing and possibly less afraid of me. Eventually, she would become accustomed to my ways, but I would never allow her to not fear me.
When I’d arrived, my blood was boiling, and I had planned to seek revenge on the man who had touched my little lamb, but not until I’d punished her. But the look in her eyes when I was choking the life out of her nearly broke me. Since as far back as I could remember, I felt something other than darkness consuming me. Ella had just been a flicker of light in the past, but she’d infiltrated every part of me over time.
I returned to the bed and picked her up, cradling my little lamb in my arms as I carried her to the bath. Slowly, I lowered her into the water.
Ella turned to me and reached out, her fingertips tracing my arm. I placed my palm over it, the warmth of her touch seeping into my cold, disturbed heart.
