Page 44 of London Has Fallen

“London, you need to go back now.” She ignores me and carries on trudging through the woods. I close the distance between us, grab her arm and yank her back. She tries to fight free but I maneuver us so she is pressed against a tree and use my body to pin her in place.

“Get the fuck off me.” She sneers.

“You need to go back, follow the trail east and keep going. It will take you down the mountain. I’ll go after my brothers.”

She shakes her head. “I won’t leave Cronos.”

I cup her face between my hands. “Cronos won’t be out here, he will be at the head of the trail with Costa. You need to go now, little demon. If you aren’t back in time, Costa will force me to put a bullet in your head.” Her features show nothing but eyes flick between mine, searching for something.

“You really don’t want to kill me, do you?”

“I don’t tend to fuck people I want to kill,” I say, trying to lighten the mood but fail.

“And here I thought you would still be salty over me stabbing your whore.” I can’t help the laughter that bursts out of me. She stands here looking like she sucked on a lemon.

“Blake is not my whore.”

“Blake is such a dumb fucking name for a chick.”

“Just as dumb as you having a daughter and naming it Paris.” Her face contorts in disgust. “Calm down, killer, it was a joke.” The urge to kiss her overcomes me so I don’t overthink it, I smash my lips against hers. She stiffens for a split second before she relaxes and begins to kiss me back. It's all teeth and a fight for power but she needs to learn. She may be a boss in her daily life but when it comes to sex, I will always be the one in control and calling the shots. I drop my hands and begin tearing her pants down her legs. Gripping the backs of her thighs, I lift her. She moans into my mouth when I press my cock into her, she breaks the kiss and looks me directly in the eyes as she says,

“This means nothing.”

London

I say it with enough conviction that there is no way he is able to misconstrue my meaning, this is just our bodies needing a release and nothing more.

“This, does mean something, little demon,” He bites back before silencing me with another kiss that robs me of air. I grind against his hard length, needing friction to ease this ache he has caused inside me. Being around Artemis is like being turned on twenty-four hours a fucking day. He is toxic and no good for me. Seeing him with that blonde whore had a tsunami of rage warring inside me. All I could see was red and the need to kill her for being near him. I have never had that type of reaction before. He reaches between us and frees his cock from the confines of his cargo pants, pushes my panties to the side and rubs his length through my folds, groaning. “Fuck, you’re drenched for me.”

“No, not for you, for your cock.” I push down onto him trying to force him inside me but the fucker uses his size against me and presses his chest to mine to keep me still. “I’m gonna stab you.”

“Tell me you want me and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll forget where you begin and I end.” I shake my head and open my mouth ready to tell him to fuck off but then he presses the tip of his cock against my entrance and derails my train of thought. “Say it,” he growls as he pushes in further drawing a strangled moan from me. I try to fight against him and drop down but the motherfucker holds firm. “You don’t get this cock inside you until you admit that you want me.”

“Never,” I force out, feeling proud of myself until he pulls all the way out leaving my pussy to clamp down on air. “Artemis–”

“Let go of your fucking pride and admit you want me. I can see it in your eyes, little demon. You don’t stab a woman over a man you hate.”

I scoff. “You do realize who I am, right? I would stab you if I was bored—” He presses inside me just enough to prove his point, the fight drains from me and I fucking give in. “Fine, I want you.” The self-satisfied smirk that crosses his face makes me want to stab him in the jugular.

“About time,” he says cheerfully before gripping my waist and slamming me down onto his waiting cock. I scream so fucking long and loud that he has no choice but to kiss me to mute the sound before I give away our position. God’s honest truth, I would murder any fucker that tried to stop this, I need him to make me come so fucking bad that I might actually cry if some cunt tried to kill us right now. He draws almost all the way out of me before slamming back inside me. I scream into his mouth, I can feel him smiling.

I break the kiss and drag in some much needed air. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in the crook of his neck. An idea strikes me as he continues to fuck me so well I can already feel my orgasm cresting. I bite his neck and suck the soft salty flesh into my mouth, relishing the thought of leaving my own mark on him.

“Artemis, just like that,” I moan as I throw my head back, he uses his teeth to pull my shirt down and bites on the soft flesh of my right tit, sucking it hard enough that I know it will be bruised for days. I want to tell him to stop but then he thrusts inside me and my orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave. He quickly covers my mouth with his to silence my cries of pleasure, then works me down slowly as I become dead weight in his arms.

“I want to come down your throat, let me.” It isn’t posed as a question when it fucking should have been but honestly, I have been so curious about the taste of him that I nod my agreement. He pulls out of me and forces me to my knees. I fucking love that he doesn’t ask me for shit and demands what he wants. All my life no one has dared to demand things of me or order me around, well everyone except my father. I ignore the sticks stabbing into my knees as he pumps his cock in his hand. “Open your mouth.” I obey without complaint.

He doesn’t glide inside my mouth slowly, he rams his cock down my throat causing me to gag. I try to pull back but he grips my hair and holds me in place as he fucks my face like a man possessed.

“Yeah, baby, fucking your mouth feels amazing,” he moans when I swirl my tongue around him. I can’t stop gagging. I flick my gaze up to him and the smirk I see on his face tells me he loves that I can’t take him all the way into my mouth without choking. “Fuck, Omorfia, I’m gonna come. Swallow every fucking drop of my cum or next time I’m fucking that ass over my desk.” His words have heat blooming inside me, the whole forbidden aspect of what he just suggested has me clenching my thighs and wanting to defy him just so he’ll honor his threat. “Fuck!” he roars out as I feel him swell inside my mouth a second before I feel his cum begin to fill my mouth leaving me no choice at all but to swallow.

Swallowing around his large girth is fucking difficult and I gag a few times but manage to swallow every last drop of him. A moan escapes me at the taste of him. He shudders and slowly pulls back. Spit drips down my chin, so I reach up to wipe it away but he swats at my hand and bends down in front of me using two of his fingers to swipe most of the mess before he shifts and moves those same two fingers to my pussy and pushes inside me. I hold his blissed out gaze as I moan. He pumps in and out as his other hand wraps around my throat forcing my head back.

“I can feel your greedy cunt clamping my fingers. You want to come don’t you my little demon?”

“Yes,” I say huskily.

“Beg me.” My eyes widen as he shifts forward so I can see him, the dark look in his eyes shows me that he won’t accept anything less than me begging and right now I need to come so fucking badly.

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