Page 58 of Carnival Nightmare

CADE

Tonight is the night. I've waited five days, which felt like an eternity, but I wanted to keep her on edge, and I've got it all planned out.

My angel wants to role-play, and we're going to fucking role-play tonight. She's been working in the main events tent tonight. And once everyone is gone, Tyson has instructions to force her to stay on and clean up alone.

That's when I strike.

And it's gone midnight, meaning it's time.

My cock is so fucking hard it hurts as I adjust my mask and march toward the tent. Colt overheard me talking to Tyson. It wouldn't surprise me if we end up with an audience, but I've never been one to shy away from exhibitionism. Lily has a safe word, red, which we agreed to. She knows I could strike at any time, and she has to slip into her role as the victim and act like she doesn't want it.

The tent flap rustles as I slip inside, and my eyes are immediately drawn to Lily. She's on her knees, scrubbing the wooden floor, her short skirt riding up her thighs. I can't believe she's mine—my angel, my obsession.

I approach silently, my boots making no sound on the soft earth. Lily freezes as my shadow falls over her, her body trembling.

I clear my throat, and Lily whirls around, her eyes widening in shock as she realizes it's me. I grab her arm roughly, yanking her to her feet.

"Cade?" she whispers, fear evident in her voice. "What are you doing?"

I don't answer, instead shoving her against the nearest pole, pinning her there. I press my body against hers, feeling her tremble. My mouth finds the sensitive spot on her neck, and I nip at the delicate skin there.

"No, please," Lily whimpers, her hands coming up to push at my chest. "Stop..."

But I don't stop. I can't stop. The only word that could stop me is red, and even then, I can't be sure. The beast inside me has been unleashed, and I need to claim what's mine. My hands grip her hips, pulling her flush against me as I grind my arousal against her.

Lily's eyes dart around the tent, searching for an escape, but we're alone. She opens her mouth to scream, but I silence her with a bruising kiss. She makes a muffled sound of protest, her nails digging into my arms.

I pull back slightly, gazing down at her flushed, fearful face. "You're mine," I growl. "Remember your safe word if you need it."

The desire in her eyes is at odds with her act. And it makes me so fucking hard.

I rip open her blouse, sending buttons flying across the tent floor. Lily gasps as I expose her breasts, the cool night air pebbling her nipples. I lean down, taking one rosy peak into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.

"No, stop..." Lily protests, her hands tangling in my hair despite her words of protest. "Stop this. I don't want?—"

I bite her nipple, making her scream.

Suddenly, I notice movement in the stands. Colt sits down, eyes blazing, while he watches. He meets my gaze as if asking for permission. I give him a nod so Lily doesn't notice him yet. It might make her feel self-conscious about the role-play we're acting out.

I yank her skirt up around her waist, revealing her lacy black panties. With a growl, I tear them off, the flimsy fabric no match for my strength. "On all fours, slut!" I growl.

She shakes her head. "No, please, don't."

Grabbing her hips forcefully, I push her hard onto the floor. Her face pressed into the sand-filled center, forcing her ass into the air.

Fuck.

This is how she is meant to be, fighting me while we fuck.

"Stop this! No. I don't want it!"She acts so damn well.

I pull down her panties, exposing that beautiful round ass and perfect tight cunt, and give her a hard slap on the left cheek, leaving a red handprint. "You're going to take it, whether you like it or not,"I sneer, my voice low and menacing, unbuttoning my pants to free my cock.

"No, stop this, you bastard!"My angel shouts, kicking out in a false attempt to escape. She's easier to read than a book. I can tell she wants me to pull her back. This is what my innocent angel has been fantasizing about.

I catch her ankle, holding it firm, and yank her back toward me, my grip tightening around her hip as I position myself behind her, the tip of my cock teasing her entrance. "You're not going anywhere,"I hiss, leaning over her back and grabbing a fistful of her hair. "Look at me while I enter you, slut."

Craning her neck, she tries to meet my gaze through the eyeholes of my mask. I slam into her, my cock forcing its way into her tight little cunt. The pained cry that escapes her lips drives me insane. The flash of desire and fear in her eyes makes my already hard cock swell. "Fuck,"I growl, savoring the feeling of her pussy strangling my dick.

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