Page 98 of Afflicted

“So wet, does my dirty little fuckdoll like being chased?”

“Oh, oh god.” She quivers. Her scent is overwhelming, her blood thundering louder than the roaring wind.

“Are you afraid of me?” I breathe against her ear.

And my girl shakes her fucking head, turning her mouth towards me as she moans.

“N-no.” She clenches her eyes shut as my fingers move from her pussy to her clit. “Let me touch you, I want to -Ah, oh Silas,fuck.” She trembles against me. “I want to touch you too.”

The feral beast inside me is so thrilled I almost let her go. She’s not afraid. Filth and sin. But she slumps against me, letting out a lowOhhh, telling me she’s almost there.

“You going to come for me, angel?”

“Silas,please.” She lets out a strangled moan as I move my fingers away from her.

I spin her around, sinking to my knees and not caring that the ground is sodden with mud, that the rain is pelting down on us both or that the storm is well and truly setting in now. She yelps in surprise as I hoist her legs over my shoulders, burying my mouth in her swollen, needy pussy.

“Silas,” she moans. “Fuck, fuck.Ohhh god.”

The dark thing inside me bares its teeth, cackling with feral delight because no man has ever tasted this. No man has ever sucked this clit between his lips and heard those beautiful fucking moans echoing in his ears. Fools, all of them.

But thank fuck, because now this belongs to me. This sweet cunt ismine. I spear my tongue inside her, dragging it back over her clit, and she hisses out my name. Her hands rake through my hair, trembling, that orgasm she so desperately needs so close I can taste it. She’s so goddamn wet. She needs to come, all over my face.

But I need something else. I need my filthy little fuckdoll to come harder than she ever has in her life, and she needs to do that with my cock buried inside her. The red haze is so strong now I can barely see, tasting her as she begins to shiver and moan. Just as she’s about to tip over that edge, as her arousal begins to run down my chin, I stop, and she claws at the back of my head, trying to force my mouth back to her pussy.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” She almost sobs.

I hold her against the tree, rising to my feet and pushing down my trousers just enough to free my cock. I plunge inside her, and strike at the same time. Her cries are choked as she comes, shaking and moaning loudly as thunder growls overhead. She tastes like fear and love and sex and sin, hot and sweet, warming my throat and my veins as she crashes through me.

I keep drinking her down as I fuck her, as the white heat flaring at the base of my spine shoots through me, and her nails dig into my back as I fill her pussy up with my release. As her blood runs down my throat. The beast inside me falls silent, sated and full.

Through my heavy breath, through the rain cooling the back of my neck and the long sweeps of my tongue as I lick up her blood, the haze lifts.

And I panic.

I pull back instantly, and she slumps against me. Fuck. I lost control. I bit her, right as I came.

What the fuck have I done?

“Juliet?” I grasp her jaw in my hands, tipping back her head, expecting to see blood, expecting to see eyes blank with death.You hurt her. You ruined her. You're a monster. You destroy everything. The voice whispers poison in my ear.

But the panic dissipates, the whirring black blurring my vision clearing. I’m looking into a pair of grey eyes, a face of freckles that dance and shift around her pink lips as she pants and smiles at me. Her hand reaches up to stroke my cheek.

“Are you OK?” She asks.

I stare at her incredulously. “AmIOK?”

She nods. “You shot that guy, and then you kind of went, I don’t know, crazy?”

I put her on her feet, and she wobbles, bracing her hands against my chest.

“That was bloodlust, killing can do that sometimes.”

She sighs lightly. “So like, you want to chase someone?”

“Something like that. I’m - I’m sorry. I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Oh, you didn’t scare me,” she says, gazing up at me. “You just surprised me a little, that’s all.”

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