Page 97 of Princess Broken

“Please.” The word bursts out, but I’m now unsure what I’m asking him for. His finger’s teasing feels so good.

“Our pact is,” Flame says from farther away, “that if you agreed to let one of us fuck you, the other one has to watch.”

Watch? “Why?” Thoughts invade my mind that increase the juices inside me, juices now soaking Blade’s finger, which continues to slide through my sex like a hot knife through butter.

“Do you really care why?” Flame asks with a chuckle, and I smell sulphur as he lights a match, and it sizzles as it hits the pool’s surface. “Do you want to talk, or do you just want Blade to fuck you.”

“Fuck me!” I cry out, and Blade’s finger stabs inside. His long digit goes all the way in, and I feel the base of his hand pressing against me.

Leaving it buried there, he wiggles his finger and then twists it. I moan, loving the sensation but needing more, so much more.

“Are you ready?” Blade asks. “You feel ready.”

“Yes,” I say as his finger moves inside me.

“Can I cut your skin first?” he asks. “Just a little?”

I twist my head to see him. But he’s staring at my body, not making eye contact.

“Why?”

His finger, joined with a second, starts plunging inside me, hard and fast and my head falls forward.

“Because I need to taste you,” Blade says. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” I cry out as his fingers spread inside me. And I realize that I do trust him. Blade would never hurt me.

“Stay still.”

I tighten my muscles, trying to still my body, only then realizing how my spine has been undulating, trying to glean more pleasure from his fingers sliding inside me.

The cold edge of a knife quickly drags over one shoulder then the other. I gasp. He only teased my skin with his blade; he didn’t cut. But then hot pain radiates out from where his knife was. He made tiny slashes from a knife so sharp, my body took a moment to catch up.

But my pain’s quickly quelled by Blade’s tongue, lapping up the blood that he spilled. My need for him grows as I sense my blood’s effect on him, and my sharp pain migrates, every nerve in my body has now settled inside my sex. Every nerve there is on fire and begging for stimulation.

“Now that I’ve tasted you,” Blade says, in a near growl. “I have no choice. Damn our code. I have to fuck you.”

His hands move to my hips, and his cock stabs inside me. I don’t have a chance to react before he begins to thrust quickly. His rod feels longer, but slightly slimmer than Flame’s, but his length more than makes up for the different girth. Blade fills every inch of me, over and over, moving so quickly it grows hard to sense the individual movements. But I do sense them. And it’s glorious as he tugs back on my hips, forcing each of his stabs deeper.

My hands slip off the wall.

Blade pauses his thrusts for a second as he moves us back a few feet, and then with his arm across my belly, he bends his body over mine.

Flailing, my hands grab onto my ankles as he folds me over, and his other hand braces on the floor.

Bent over me and pulling up on my body, he pounds down, penetrating me from above, his much taller body easily jackknifing mine and pulling me back up against him as he drives.

Over and over, his body claims me and while the act is less intimate than I’d like, it’s overwhelming my senses and satisfying every physical need. Some needs I didn’t even know I had.

“Has she come yet?” A voice invades my pleasure, and I realize it’s Flame asking.

“How the fuck would I know?” Blade asks, grunting through the words as he continues his unrelenting drives. Sex with Blade is not how I imagined it would be, not at all, but I’m not complaining. My insides are rejoicing as his sharp tool stabs me, cutting into me over and over and over.

“You’ll know when she does,” Flame says. “Let me see her face.”

Staying inside me, Blade shifts our position again, leaping back. Then he lifts my torso so I’m nearly upright. Each of his powerful jabs now lifts my feet off the ground, each threatening to cut straight through me.

“Open your eyes,” Flame says, and I realize he’s talking to me.

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