Page 50 of Pretty Little Psycho

“Yes. Give it to me. I need it,” she begs.

I pull out of her pussy and without warning, shove my cock inside her ass. It’s so fucking tight I barely get an inch in when she clenches and screams, “Wait… don’t fucking stop.”

“Mmm, my pretty little psycho, begging me to hurt her. You make me so fucking hard. Fuck. I’m going to cum again.” I can’t hold back this time as I fill her ass with my cum before I’m even all the way in. I slide in deeper as my cum helps ease me in another inch.

“Uhhh,” she moans. “Fuck. Valentin.”

The sound of my name in her mouth does something feral to me. I squeeze her ass cheeks together and burrow myself all the way in and rail her with a fury, sparked from the darkest depths of my soul.

I grab the back of her neck and ride her like a fucking horse. “I will rip you apart, Firecracker. From limb to fucking limb.”

Tears stream down her cheeks as she wails. But she doesn’t tell me to stop. She raises her hips up and rocks into me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Fucking hell.

“Good,” she moans. “It makes me hate you even more.”

Yeah, baby. Fucking same.

Maureen

The birds have been pecking at my windows for days. Ever since I left Valentin’s room the other night. He left a chill in my bones and a fire in my belly. After I let him fuck me, twice, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I hobbled all the way back to The Nest and went straight to my room without so much as a glance at Libra.

I’m thankful that she’s left me alone. For once, her self-absorption is working in my favor. But Villette on the other hand won’t stop blowing up my phone. I finally agree to meet up with her today.

Jessamine has appeared for the past three nights, but she’s kept quiet and just sat in the corner and watched me sleep. I think she can sense my fear and frustration.

My emotions are tangled and twisted. I went from liking what they did to me in the car to being so angry when they left me there. It took me hours to walk back to Tenebrose in my stiletto heels. Three fucking hours. I was bruised and bloody and furious. I still don’t know what came over me. What fucking possessed me to go to Nocturnus House. To bang on Valentin’s door. I was just so fucking angry and yet so turned on at the same time.

This year is supposed to be different… I was going to study hard and hang out with nice people and make Bailey proud. But instead, I’m somehow in an ancient blood feud with three hot as fuck psychos who want to torture me as much as they want to fuck me.

It’s sickening but it’s all I can think about. I can barely pay attention in class. Especially the ones they’re in. I can feel their eyes on me, taunting me, from across the classrooms. I’ve become their obsession and they’re mine.

I want to tell Riot about Jessamine. I want to call up the grandmother I’ve never met and tell her that we can end this hatred between our families. But there is a darkness here that is getting harder to resist. A sinister energy that permeates around Riot, Atlas, and Valentin. It snakes around me every time they’re near, tempting me to give in to it.

I hit the snooze button on my alarm for the third and final time before hopping out of bed. It’s the weekend, so I don’t technically have to get up early, but I also don’t want to sleep the whole day away. If I wallow in here any longer, I’ll never have the strength to go outside again. I need to face my fate.

“The shop is on the outskirts of town, so we’ll have plenty of time for you to spill all the tea.”

I groan as I slide into the passenger seat of Libra’s sports car. “Nope. I don’t want to talk about it.”

The Winter Solstice Ball is next weekend, so Libra is insisting we go dress shopping today. Luckily, Villette is coming too, so she can balance the energy. Otherwise, I might end up knocking Libra out with a designer handbag or something.

“I have to admit I’m curious too, Maur,” Villette chimes in from the back seat. “I was really worried when you didn’t come out of your room for three days.”

Libra snorts. “That’s because she got railed so hard she couldn’t walk.”

“I don’t understand… Don’t you hate them?” Villette asks.

I close my eyes and sink into the leather seats, wishing I had just stayed in bed. “It’s complicated.”

I listen to the two of them go back and forth the whole drive and only chime in with a short response here and there to placate them. But what I’m really focused on is my phone. Riot has sent me a slew of messages since we pulled out of Tenebrose, each one getting increasingly aggressive.

Where are you? I need to see you.

You’re not going to like what happens when you ignore me.

If I have to come find you, I’m going to be fucking pissed.

See you soon, Firecracker. Can’t wait to pick out a dress for you.

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