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I shiver, and he stands slowly, his masked face getting right in front of mine. His knife rises, and he taps it against his mask before running it along my cheek. “I bet you like when I make you bleed, don’t you, Lakyn?” he hums, sliding the blade between our faces, right along my lips.
I shake my head, even though I know I’m lying.
He lifts my leg, wrapping it around his waist. Tilting his head to the side, he leans down until he’s near my ear. “I can fuck you like no one else can, Lakyn.” His free hand goes out, and he grips my hair, pulling my head to the side roughly. His mask grazes against the crook of my neck, and I let out a small whimper, my skin heating. “I can punish you, treat you exactly as you want to be treated. A bad fucking girl,” he rasps, leaning in closer. “A murderer.”
I tremble in his arms.
“Do you want me to show you who you really are?” he rumbles.
I whimper, my head shaking, the good part of me wanting to keep my dignity. He shifts, dropping the blade to my naked chest.
Slice.
I hiss through my teeth, my eyes shooting wide as I glance down, seeing the thin, surface-deep slice on top of my left breast. Blood drips from the wound, slipping down to my hardened nipple.
“We’ll try this again, Lakyn. And this time, try not to lie.” He takes a breath, the smooth end of the blade pressing into the dollop of blood. He spreads it around, smearing it against my skin. It feels erotic, yet wrong, yet all it does is turn me on even more. “Are you ready for me to show you who you really are?”
I can feel the heat of his erection as it presses between my legs, and I swallow over the lump in my throat as the truth builds in my chest.
And then it breaks free.
“Please,” I whimper.
He growls, and I can feel him grow harder against me. He pulls back, dropping the knife to just above my naked sex. “Watch me, Lakyn, and I’ll give you the best type of pain.” He shifts his pants over his hips. I stare at him, my hands still pinned against the wall.
He presses his erection between my folds, and I whimper as he grinds into me, at the same time the knife nicks my skin. It’s painful, but enhances my pleasure more than I could have ever imagined, feeling my blood trail between us and down my leg. Then he’s thrusting forward, entering me easily, and my head tilts back, knocking against the wall.
Lifting the blade, he swipes it across my lips, and I can feel the blood coat my skin. “Don’t make a peep, baby Lake, or I promise you won’t like the ending.”
I freeze against him, staring at the black pools of his eyes. His thrusts speed up, turning vicious, each one causing my backside to slam against the wall. My body shutters, my mind crumbling as he obliterates my pussy.
“I’ll bruise your cunt. I’ll mark your skin. And you’ll love every inch of this pain that you deserve,” he growls.
“This is wrong,” I whimper, even though the feeling of him inside of me feels so right.
He chuckles. “You like it wrong, baby. You don’t want to be the good girl.”
He pulls out of me, his knife going to my neck, and I gasp out a breath as I look up at him.
“Get on your knees,” he growls, and with the voice altered, it sounds so dangerous I can’t help the shiver that rolls through my limbs.
Slowly, I move to my knees, and the knife follows me, the sharp end against my throat, pressing into my skin.
My knees knock onto the floor, and I tilt my head back as I stare up at him.
“Keep those eyes on me as I fuck those pretty little lips of yours.” My mouth automatically opens, and he shoves his cock inside, wet with my arousal, tasting sweet and musky, pulsing as the blood flows through his veins. He’s so hard, absolute stone as he slides against my lips and tongue.
He shoves deep, until he hits the back of my mouth, and I can do nothing except choke, watching his mask with fear in my eyes and pleasure pulsing between my thighs.
“I fit perfectly between those lips, baby Lake. As if my bad was made for your bad,” he growls, and I swallow down a groan as he grows impossibly harder inside of me, stretching my lips until my jaw aches. He continues on, until my eyes water, his raspy grunts sounding with each thrust.
He pulls out, and my lips pop, saliva pooling on my tongue. I swallow as he leans down, his gloved hands going beneath my armpits. He hauls me up, spinning me around and slamming my front against the wall.
Grabbing my wrists in his tight grip, he pulls them above my head. His other hand brings the knife forward, pressing it back against my neck.
“Do you see how good it feels, Lakyn? Step into the dark with me, and I can promise you’ll never wish for light again,” he growls as he enters me from the behind, shoving in until he’s at the hilt. My eyelids grow heavy from pleasure mixed with pain, and I arch my ass into him, but he instantly slams my body against the wall.
“Don’t move, or the knife will go more than surface-deep.”
