Page 45 of Unhallowed

I open my mouth then, mostly because if I don’t he’ll probably drown me. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. I reach up tentatively and touch him, and his cock jumps at the contact when I grip him and start to move my hand up and down. He moans and my stomach flips once more, butterflies fighting to the death in it.

“Lick it.” He commands. “Get it all wet for you. Then open your mouth and let me in.”

I lick him from shaft to tip, my tongue going over each individual piercing, trying to wet him with my saliva, then open my mouth.

“Tongue out baby girl, and don’t fucking scrape me with your teeth.”

With my tongue out, I direct him to my mouth. He smells likehim. So fucking good, and when I take him a little deeper, he shoves my head down until it’s underwater again with his cock in my mouth. I gag, coming up for air.

“Oh, God.” He groans. “So fucking good for me already. Now suck. Hollow your cheeks and suck my cock.” I do, I hollow my cheeks and suck him, bobbing my head up and down. His cold piercings rub against my tongue lightly, and I shiver when he puts his hand above my head again. “Breathe in through your nose slowly, and when I push you down, you keep going. Don’t pull away.”

I grab his thighs and dig my fingernails into his skin, but I don’t pull away, and when he pushes my head underwater, I don’t resist. I keep bobbing my head up and down, pleasuring him, and his moans crescendo the faster I go. I’m out of breath, my lungs burning, and I pull up to breathe but he pushes me back down. My chest begins to hurt, my head begins to spin, and I dig my fingernails deeper even as I moan through it, loving to be used.

“You’re such a whore for me, Angel.” He groans and I hear it as I bob my head back up, breathing in through my nose quickly when I finally get the chance, “My dirty whore.”

I moan again.

“Just like that, Angel. You’re doing so fucking good.”

Killian clamps a hand behind my head and fucks my mouth, increasing his pace so quickly I can’t catch my breath, my head underwater for most of it. I try to bob my head, but it’s useless, I have no rhythm with the way he’s pounding into me, his piercings scraping my tongue. With a few more thrusts of his hips, I feel his cock twitch in my mouth, then he’s coming, but he pulls out of me before I can get any more of him in my mouth. His cum gets on my belly as he grabs me by the throat and pulls me up, preventing me from swallowing.

“Spit in my mouth, baby girl.”

He pulls me by my throat toward his lips and opens his mouth for me. I gather saliva and his cum and spit it slowly into his mouth, moaning when he does too. Fuck, he’s so dirty. Draven wouldnever.

Killian makes me feel things I shouldn’t, but isn’t that everything forbidden?

My throat hurts around his grip and I know I’ll have bruises later. My lungs burn too, and my body feels fucking exhausted. I claw at his arms and he releases my throat slightly as I gulp in air, letting me take a step back.

“You’ve ruined me, Angel.” He steps up to me and kisses me softly, sucking on my top lip, and me sucking on his bottom one. “Fuck. I don’t know how to breathe without you anymore. Don’t make me force you. Just come with me,please.”

“Why?”

“You’re in danger.”

I scoff when he lets go of me. Fucking finally. “I don’t believe you.”

“I told you I wasn’t going to let you go. You’re all fuckingmine.” His nostrils flare as he says that, his eyes looking into mine with an intensity that makes me uncomfortable. “But I wouldn’t do this to you unless there was a good reason for it. And there is, you’re in danger. I can’t explain why, not now. But you need to come with me.”

“You need toleave.” I tell him, my voice low and serious and cold. So unlike what we just did. What I did to him. “Draven is coming home soon—”

“I don’t care, Angel.” He says coldly, exactly like me. “You’re coming withme.”

“Does he know?” Fear curls my insides at the thought of Draven looking for me, losing me all over again. “That you’re taking me?”

“He does.” Killian nods once.

Kill grips me by the arm and drags me toward the house, stopping next to a small table with a syringe on it. I fight him, punching and dragging my feet, trying to get loose.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“I’ll take you by force, Angel.” He sneers, and I’ve never seen him pissed off but I imagine it’s this. “And The Fellowship won’t stop me because you’re my fucking wife!” He growls.

I don’t resist anymore, my body tired.

“This is bigger than us.” He says softly, nothing like the man he was just seconds ago. “I just want to keep you safe, Angel.”

“Okay.” I nod quickly. “Fine.”

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