Page 18 of Absentia Mori

He works his tongue deeper inside, sliding in and out. He licks up my slit and wraps his lips around my clit.

I moan as he sucks it hard, scraping his teeth against my swollen flesh. “Even your pussy tastes spoiled and rich.”

“Fucking bastard.” I buck my hips, forcing his tongue deeper inside my core.

He chuckles as he devours me like I’m a bowl of his favorite ice cream. “Fucking slut,” he replies in a teasing tone.

The pressure builds in my core as tingles erupt and explode in every direction. “Fuck, I’m…”

He digs his fingers into my sides and pulls me taut against his face, his tongue lashing wildly inside me. He licks and sucks and nips at every inch of my folds as I cum inside his mouth.

I let out a deep moan, loud enough for the whole hall to hear me. I have no shame right now. I will after, but right now, I’m going to let myself cum. This fucking orgasm. Oh my god. If my hands were free, I’d grab the back of his head and hold it tight to me. But I don’t need to because he’s doing that himself, milking me for every drop,savoringevery drop.

I pant as I come down, whimpering in between breaths. “Fuck.”

He smiles as he comes up for air, his lips glistening with my juices. “Now I’ll take my payment.”

“Your what?” I’m dizzy from pleasure. No one has ever made me cum that hard before. Not like this.

He grabs the knife off my belly and pins my thigh back. “An eye for an eye. So to speak. You don’t get pleasure without pain, little freak.”

Panic climbs in my chest. “Wait. What the fuck are you doing?”

“I told you I won’t stop until I’m finished. I made you cum, and now I’m going to make you bleed. Just like I bled that day in Raven’s Gate.” He punctures my skin with the tip of the blade.

I cry out. Fuck. “Stop. Please.”

He continues to carve into my flesh, oblivious to my pleas. “Not until I’m done. Don’t worry. You’ll only get one at a time. Unlike me, who got them all at once.”

Bile rises in my throat as I watch him mutilate my flesh. “What are you carving into me?”

“My name. So you’ll always remember who licked your pussy the best.” His lips are parted, his tongue hanging out just above the edge of them, as he tattoos his name into my thigh without any tenderness or care. He digs in his blade, which I’m not even sure is sterile, like a man who stays true to his threats. They become promises. Sacred pacts of blood and cum and degradation.

Oh, fuck. My pussy tingles again. Pressure swells in my nub. I don’t understand… what is happening to me?

With each rip of his blade, I quiver. I arch back and forth, writhing inside my restraints. “Ohhh…”

He jerks his head toward my pussy, then my face, his eyes wide. “You surprise me again.”

We lock eyes as he licks the blood from my thigh. A shudder rolls through my body, and I let out a deep moan. It erupts from my core, another orgasm shattering me into pieces like fallen stardust. Fuck.

I roll my hips up and down, humping the air as he licks clean the wound he inflicted. And I chase another wave of tremors, my whole body shaking. I can’t breathe. I just want his cock inside me now. Fuck. I’m losing control.

He thrusts two fingers inside me mid-orgasm, intensifying every ripple. I let out a scream as I clench around him. “Don’t fucking stop.”

He looks at me differently. His eyes darken with hunger as much as they’re dumbfounded at the reaction my body gives him. My pleasure is his now. But his is also mine. Every twitch and every thrust is mine.

When I come down, he slowly pulls his fingers out and looks down at my leg. “Your pain is supposed to belong to me.”

“Are you angry that I liked it?” I pant.

He tears off a piece of my bedsheet and wraps it around my thigh, stopping the wound from bleeding any further. “No. A little… I don’t know.”

“I’m sorry.” I know I didn’t deserve to cum like that. Not by him.

He shakes his head. “I’m not.” We sit in silence for a few minutes. Then he does the last thing I expect him to do. He removes my restraints.

He puts the blade in my hand before he leaves. “Just in case…”

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