Page 45 of Absentia Mori

“There is no destruction that will ever be worse than ours.” He pushes the tip of his cock inside, toying with me. “No pleasure that will ever satisfy you the way we do.”

I hitch my breath as he pushes in deeper, the sides of his cock stretching me wide open. I want him inside me. I want all of them even while they deprive me of warmth and comfort and feeling in my limbs.

I shudder as the ridges of his cock flex inside my throbbing pussy. He palms my abdomen to steady himself as he rocks his hips, driving into me with deep hard thrusts.

I arch up, whimpering at the feel of him filling me. The way his gaze reflects his rage, his hatred, while his body molds to mine like we were born to fuck each other. I notice the way his lip quivers as my hips rise up to meet his, our bones pressing into one another’s, wanting to break each other open as badly as we want to claim our place inside the cavities of each other’s battered bodies.

Fabien twirls his tongue around my nipples, lashing at them with a hunger so ravenous I think he might actually consume me. “I have a gift for you,” he whispers. I turn my head to meet his gaze, the blue in his eyes almost completely hidden by the black of his dilated pupils. “A gift for my little pet.”

I moan as Raithe kisses my neck, his tongue heating my shivering flesh. Mordecai grinds into me, pushing his cock all the way in until I can feel him in my lower back. I don’t know where to look or who to focus on. They are attacking my senses in every direction, forcing me to the edge of complete depravity.

Everything tingles, my core spasming as they play with my body like I’m their broken, twisted rag doll. And yet the rage simmers. The fury for what they’ve done to me. What they’ve turned me into.

I sink deeper into the mud as Mordecai pounds into me. “Let me go… I can’t do this anymore,” I murmur.

I fear that if they keep me like this too long, I really will be their fucking pet. I’m addicted to all the ways they hurt me. And all the pleasure that comes after. And it’s a fucking sickness. One that I won’t ever recover from. And then they’ll leave me like this.They’ll leave. Everyone always does.

Tears threaten to fall, but I hold them back. “Please, just let me the fuck go.”

“It’s too late for that now,” Fabien purrs. He waves a needle in front of my face. “Your perfect fucking nipples belong to me now. And I’m going to leave my mark.”

My adrenaline spikes. “Fabien… what are you going to do?”

The corners of his lips turn up into the most sinister smirk. He holds up two nipple rings. “You’re going to look so pretty with chains attached to these.”

Raithe removes the patch from my eye, and I’m overcome with dizziness. I blink a few times, my eyes watering from the glare of the moonlight. “You’re going to pierce my fucking nipples?” I cry out.

They have no limits. No threshold. These psychos will mark my entire body until there’s not a single piece of me that they do not own.

Mordecai stills himself inside me. “Shhh, be a good little freak and relax for us. It will hurt more if you fight it.”

I can’t believe I’m fucking sad that he’s not fucking me. I eye the needle, and more of my juices trickle out. My core tightens as I feel every twitch of Mordecai’s cock. He pulses inside me like a rabid animal biding his time before he strikes again.

Fabien licks my nipple before squeezing it between his fingers. “Tell me you don’t want this. Look me in the eyes and make mebelieveyou don’t want this.”

I can’t. A deep spasm rolls through me. I can barely breathe as the rush of all my emotions rises in me like a storm. The fear, the defiance that rears its ugly head despite how much I crave them. All the pain and the neglect from the ones who claimed to love me. The ones who still haven’t come to save me from this place. I choke back the humiliation, the memories of Nocturnus degrading me as if they had the fucking right to fuck with Libra Thorn.

I look back and forth between these three unhinged freaks, seeing their scars, feeling their agony, and knowing damn wellthat their obsession knows no bounds. And I fucking love it because I’m a sick little masochist.

I breathe out a deep breath. “Do it.”

Fabien grins as he readies the needle. “Thatta girl. Tougher than the fucking ravens.”

Raithe wedges a stick in my mouth. “Bite down.”

Fuck. My lips tremble as I do as he says. There’s no going back now. No end to what we’ll do to each other.

“Look at me,” Mordecai orders. He thrusts his cock again, slowly in and out. I moan as he throbs inside me. He rubs his thumb in circles around my clit. The stimulation climbs, my orgasm building.

Raithe presses down on my shoulders. “That’s a good pet.So obedient.”

Fucking asshole. This game is sick. They try to break me. To tame me. And I resist even though I want to let them win. Hearing him say it is different.I’m no one’s pet.At least I wasn’t until I met them. I almost jerk up until I remember the needle dangling inches away from my breasts.

He chuckles. “You’d look pretty in a cage, doll face.”

Mordecai stills again when Fabien positions the needle.

He clamps down on my nipple with a pair of forceps, creating a stiff peak. “This is going to hurt so fucking good.”

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