Page 38 of The Fearless Witch

“Yeah?” I purred, running my bleeding hand over the length of my cock. “Prove me wrong. Open that big mouth of yours.”

Tightening my hold on her hair, I brought the tip to her mouth, pressing it against her lips. Her eyes lit up, but she clenched her jaw.

“Oh, come on. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To seduce Cyrus and get him wrapped around your finger.” I yanked her hair again, and she hissed, her lips parting but not enough for me to enter her. “Well, Cyrus is not here right now, and I’ll break your jaw if you try to call him out again. So go ahead, Red.” She sucked in a breath at the nickname and I smiled. “I’m giving you the chance to do the same to me.”

Her mouth remained firmly shut while she rolled her shoulders back, trying to escape my trap. Clicking my tongue, I rubbed my dick along her cheek, spreading the blood over her pale skin. A smirk spread across my face as I felt her heartbeat speed up. Still, she didn’t budge.

“I said open your damn mouth!” I growled, guiding my shadows to envelop her throat. Her eyes widened when my hold tightened, and I watched her struggle for a few seconds before her lips parted again. “Wider,” I commanded as her face turned red from the lack of oxygen. Her glare only made me harder. When the hole was wide enough, I tapped the head of my cock on her lips, giving her a warning look. “Bite, and I will take out all of your teeth one by one before I fuck your mouth.”

I paused halfway, holding her gaze until I was sure she knew I wasn’t joking. A hint of anger in it had me thrusting in impatiently until I hit the back of her throat and she choked. She tried to pull back, but I tightened my hold on her hair, keeping her in place before easing halfway out of her mouth. I thrust in again and her eyes fluttered closed as she fought with the pressure, but the tears that slid down her cheeks only made me drive myself deeper. The moment her throat relaxed, I felt it, but it wasn’t until she opened her teary gaze and glared at me with a burning venom that I gave in to the pleasure of fucking that annoying mouth.

She was so warm and tight, her tongue teasing the underside of my cock so perfectly, my balls were ready to explode in just a few minutes. I had to give it to her, even gagged and restrained, she had a way of making me feel like she was indeed seducing me, like she was still trying to get under my skin and turn me into a slave to her whims and desires.

Well, I wasn’t falling for that.

“Your tricks won’t work on me. No matter what you do, I’ll never be like all your men begging for your love,” I snarled at her as I thrust all the way in, keeping her head pressed to my pelvis even as her breath tickled my heated skin. “No matter what games you play or what manipulations you pull, I’ll never care. You are just a tool, Red. Once you outlive your usefulness, I will throw you away… and forget you ever existed.”

I pulled my dick out, and she immediately started coughing, spit dripping from her chin along with the tears that left clear traces over her cheeks. When she caught her breath, she tossed her hair back, smirking at me.

“I know.” Her voice was hoarse, but oh, so mocking that I regretted letting the shadows loosen a bit around her arms. “Because that’s all… a demon like you… can do. Even Cyrus understands that and… pities you. I pity you. Because you can… feel nothing. And that’s the worst form of… weakness.”

A peal of laughter bubbled out of my chest before I could stop it. Was this woman insane? I literally fucked her mouth and almost choked her to death, and she was calling me weak? I didn’t kill her, I couldn’t kill her, and because of the annoying idiot in my head, I had refrained from mutilating her to teach her a lesson, but she…

“Fucking bitch.”

‘Beleth, don’t!’ Cyrus shouted, but I shut him out, letting his words wash past me as I summoned more of my shadows. They lifted her until her face was at the same level as mine, and as I snapped my fingers, they spun her around, pinning her to the ground. Blood and guts splashed everywhere when she landed heavily on her chest, her arms tightly bound behind her. The way the gore painted her skin red… it was unholy and wicked, but it made my dick so hard it hurt.

I kicked her legs apart while my power lifted her ass, holding her there even as her whole body started to shake with a pointless struggle.

“You think…” she started, but my shadows wrapped around her mouth, silencing her.

“Much better,” I smirked as I dropped to my knees behind her. She jolted, then froze as my fingers slid over her pussy before diving into her wet folds. “All of you witches like to talk back, even when you’re desperate to get your holes filled. It doesn’t matter who it is,” I added another finger, plunging even deeper until her walls clasped around them, “as long as they give you pleasure.”

I withdrew my hand, staring at the dripping juices.

“Unfortunately for you, making you feel good is very low on my list of priorities.” A muffled scream came from her mouth when I moved my fingers up, pressing one inside her asshole. The shadows wound tighter around her as she jerked, allowing me to feel every inch of her through them. From her racing heartbeat, and her raspy breaths, to the way her pussy clenched as a sliver of pain shot through her body. I released her mouth, and she hissed when I added a second finger. “Come now, scream for me.”

Her body started to shake in what I could hope was anger, but no sound came out of her.

“Ha,” I scoffed, taking out my fingers so I could replace them with my cock. The urge to fuck her warm, eager pussy was becoming impossible to ignore, but I knew that would be a horrible mistake. Still, I needed to take away the hunger, the tension, and the need that had built with all her relentless teasing. It had been easy to ignore her at first, but now…

She screamed, deafening the wails of the damned and leaving only her voice in my head. Hers and…

‘Beleth! Stop it! Not like this!’ Cyrus screamed. ‘It was my fault! I shouldn’t have let her get this close! Stop, please! I’m sorry!’

“You’re sorry she snapped your neck?” I replied, not caring if she heard me or not. I pushed again, feeling a hiss escape her lips when the head of my cock finally got inside. “Well, that makes one of you.”

Digging my nails into the soft flesh of her hips, I thrust harder, barely holding back my groan as her tight ass squeezed my cock like a well-fitting glove. I stared down at the bent of her back, at the goosebumps covering her skin, and the way her fists relaxed right before her asshole did the same.

Another laugh escaped my lips, disbelief and a certain type of pleasure mixing together. So this was it. A hard dick in the ass and a bit of pain, and she was melting. Fucking witches.

‘Please! You’re hurting her!’ Cyrus snarled, his voice sounding surprisingly angry.

“Hurting her? Oh, how I wish,” I snickered when Celeste moved, meeting my thrusts. “She’s fucking enjoying this. Just look at her.”

My shadows released her arms and her hands splashed into the pool of blood beneath us, fingers clasping the stone for support. She didn’t fight back this time, even angled her ass so she could take me even deeper.

‘She’s just…’ Cyrus said quietly, his tone hesitant. ‘She can’t…’

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