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“Dario, have your fun with him; just don’t kill him.” Dario nods and goes head-to-head with D’mitri. I know Dario can handle his own, so I turn to the others and see that Kayla is rocking on the couch. One can only assume she’s never shot a gun before, she looks like a frightened little rabbit. Spade is on the floor holding Jade, who is screaming. Walking over to them, I grab Jade roughly and pull her up. She screams again but I wrap my hands around her throat, and her eyes widen.
“Temptress, shut up. Just shut the fuck up. We are not going to hurt you.”
“Jay, let her go.” Spade growls.
“Jay isn’t here right now, but if you leave a message after the beep, he will get back to you; eventually.”
“You cannot handle her right now! Look what she has been through; you will kill her, let her fucking go!” He snaps. Still holding her, our precious little doll, by the throat, I look at Spade with narrowed eyes. He takes a step back. He knows what’s coming.
“I advise you to shut the fuck up too. I will not harm her, she’s a survivor, and she will not let him win. Let me fix this, rather than let this ruin her.” I spit.
“Jay, please, please don’t fucking hurt her.” Spade pleads.
“I told you Jay isn’t here. Don’t you listen?” I growl. He finally backs off.
“Go console Kayla or help Dario. Do something useful.” I command. He shakes his head, growling at me, but goes over to Kayla, whispering to her. I look over at Dario going blow for blow with that prick. He’s weakening him. Good, because what I have planned for him, he will need to be placated.
Looking back at this gorgeous creature, I can smell the fear radiating off her. No, fuck that. I release my grip on her throat, and she takes shuddering breaths.
“Please, Jamie. I can’t, not after this. Please just leave me alone. Don’t touch me!” She sobs.
“No Jade, I can’t do that. You are better than this. Better than your trauma. You don’t let him win. He doesn’t get to ruin you, that’s my job. Only I get to destroy you.” She takes a step back, shaking her head, ready to run. I grab her hair as she turns, bringing her body to me, making her scream and thrash against me; but I’m stronger than her. I push her down, face first onto the couch, holding her head down as she screams. Her screams feed my soul.
“Lick her blood.”
“We want it.”
“Give it to us.”
I bend over her, licking the shell of her ear, whispering, “Shh, Temptress, let me clean you. I’ll make it better. I can’t accept that you are tainted.” She continues to scream as I lick her shoulder where the D is carved into her flesh. I pull her head up. She’s breathing heavily. I lick the wound on her face, right where he sliced her. The scar will only make her more stunning. A warrior princess. She trembles against my body. I take my knife and hold it to her mouth, “Spit on it, baby. I’ll remove the filth from your perfect body.”
“No, Jameson, let me go.” She growls. I pull her hair tighter, making her neck arch back at me. I look deep into those green eyes. All I see is pain; defeat! “Spit on it! Now!” I command. She submits, spitting on my knife. I let her head go. Kissing the corner of her lips, I lick her wound again. I sit on her lower back and she winces. Holding the back of her neck down, “Scream for me, Siren,” I whisper, as I carve the D from her shoulder like I did to her hip. Blood pools around the incision, and I lick it, savoring the flavor of sugarplums and forbidden fruit sliding down my throat. Her taste has my dick hard as a rock. I continue to carve into her tender flesh, removing the skin from the muscle. Once I’m pleased, I lick the rest of the slashes down her back. I make it to the curve of her plump ass. Leaving wet, bloody kisses against her skin, I spread her cheeks, and she clenches, trying to kick out at me. I bite her cheek, making her scream. Seeing Spade get up, I shake my head at him. I hold her down and spread her cheeks again, licking all the blood around her tight hole. Spitting on it, I lick it clean. I flip her over and climb on top of her. She’s a mess, a beautiful mess. A masterpiece. Dario approaches me.
“He’s knocked out, but he isn’t dead.” he states, out of breath.
“Good, strip him and tie him to the chair. I’m busy cleaning our masterpiece. Why don’t you take Spade with you, he’s annoying the fuck out of me.” He nods, walking over to Jade, he bends down to kiss her, but she turns her head away from him. He sighs, running his finger down her cheek. I look at Jade laying here completely naked, battered, and at my mercy.
“Please, Jamie, go finish him. Please, just let me go.”
“Jamie isn’t here,” I tsk. No one seems to listen.
“I’m The Carver, I’m taking what I want, and what I want is you, Temptress.” She fights me. She smacks me in the face, shaking beneath me. I laugh, grabbing her hands and holding them above her head. I lick her lips and her neck, sucking hard as I bite into her flesh. She growls in my face.
“I love your fight, Siren. Now let me clean this side.” She stills in my arms. I lick down her chest, sucking a nipple into my mouth. They are raw and bloody. I blow on one to soothe the flesh and do the same with the other. I lick all her burns and scars, and let her hands go as I leave a trail of kisses down her stomach. I kiss her pubic bone down to her clit, sucking it into my mouth, making her shudder.
“Jamie, please no. Please, please, please don’t.” I ignore her pleas. I lick her clit again. She pulls at my hair, trying to remove my face from her sweet pussy. I growl onto her clit, sucking it into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. She cries but holds my face there. I lick her sweet cunt until she gushes all over my face with a scream. She releases my head, and I look up at her, seeing the sparkle in her eyes. Good. I sit up, unbuttoning my pants, ready to tear her tight pussy apart, but Dario punches me in the face. Fuck. The impact of his punch sends me flying back over the arm of the couch, smacking my head on the floor. My vision blurs for a second, and I get up with a roar, ready to fight my brother, he’s ready for me; ready to protect her at all costs. Jade is now balled up on the couch. I take a deep breath, looking into Dario’s eyes. Spade takes up root next to him. I raise a brow at them, waiting for them to make the first move.
“You got what you wanted, Carver, now leave her be.” Dario spits, puffing his chest out.
“Agreed, back the fuck off. Go take care of him.” Spade points at a knocked out D’mitri. I sigh, wanting to sink my throbbing cock into her tight pussy, and for her to embrace how good sex feels. To forget the trauma and not be broken or scared. I want her to rise. Rise like a phoenix from the ashes and be reborn as our queen.
I wish I could bring this bastard to my workroom, but I want Jade to watch. I want her to see what I will do for her, and only her. I will kill for this girl. Even if it costs me my life.
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Bleeding Hearts
-The Carver-
