Page 104 of Blades of Obsession

“W-hy… are you doing thi-is?” His thrusts break up my speech.

His hand tightens around my neck. Hard enough to remind me that each breath I’m taking right now is because he’s allowing it. “You know how much I need you. And you still left.You left me.” His last words are snarled through clenched teeth, and he pounds harder, seeming to get angry all over again after reminding himself that I left.

“I didn’t know you wo-uld be—”

He picks me up and flips me onto my stomach. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he yanks my head back and plunges into me again. His other hand grips my hip as our bodies slam together at his relentless pounding. “Well, now you know. That I’d rather be torn apart, limb by limb, than to breathe even a second without you.”

He leans in, his breath hot against my ear as he whispers, never slowing his pace. “If you leave me again, I’ll kill you.I mean it, Amelia.I won’t be able to stop myself.” His deep voice vibrating in my ear sends a shiver through me, and I clench onto him, pulling a grunt from his lips for the first time.

The confession should terrify me, should send me running for the hills. He’s threatening to end my life if I leave him, and I have no doubt he’s not joking. But instead, it makes me wetter. Sends a strange warmth coursing through me.

I’ve never had someone love me so deeply that he’s losing his mind because of it. So fiercely that he’s willing to kill for me, without a second thought. So completely that he’s not whole anymore when I’m gone.

He angles himself juuuust right and it hits the exact spot I need it to.

“Aiden!” I scream out, arching my back. I punch the bed, frustrated. It’s just too damn much. I need to come, but he’s not letting me.

“Unh, Unh. Right now it’s Blade to you,” he growls. He smacks me on the ass, hard, and I know that one mere smack will leave a burning handprint. “Say it!”

“B-Blade… please.” I push my ass back on him. “I’ll beg, please. Whatever you want.” I’m not above begging, God, I’m notabove it at all. If he told me to mop the ocean floor for even a chance to get to come right now, I would.

“Look at you, like a dog in heat, so needy and pathetic.”

My body starts trembling, and he doesn’t pull out to stop. My chest beams with a fiery hope that I’ll finally get to come. “Oh God, Yes!” I’m almost there. Almost there. But before I can, he thrusts extra hard, pushing me with his hips, and I fall forward on the bed, without him inside me anymore.

He picks me up by my hair and whispers low in my ear again, “I told you, it’s Blade to you, so why thefuckare you screaming out God’s name?” An electric current runs down my spine, and he flips me over to my back. I lay out like a starfish, barely able to move.

“No, Please,” I whine when I hear the buzzing sound of a vibrator. Fuck, fuck. I can’t take this.

Every touch to any of my private partshurtbecause they’re so sensitive and throbbing from the back-and-forth edging. Especially my clit.

“Sit up,” he demands. I don’t listen at first, too consumed, so he uses a rougher tone. “Sit. Up.”

As soon as I do, he spreads my legs apart and brings his head down between my thighs, with a dick-shaped vibrator in his hand.

He bites down hard. On my thigh. Then my clit. I arch my back, instinctively trying to move away, but his grip tightens on my legs, holding me still and maintaining the bite.

Fuck.

This is torture like I’ve never been tortured before.

Speaking of torture, I hope he doesn’t do anything overboard to Arden, like kill or torture him. Now that I’m thinking about it, I shouldn’t have kissed him, because he’s definitely going to hurt—oh!

His tongue swirls on my clit as he pushes the vibrator inside me at the highest setting, or what I imagine is the highest because the speed is insane. He sucks on my clit like it’s a straw and he’s trying to get the last drop of water after being stranded in a desert. My thighs involuntarily squeeze together over his head, my legs shaking, basically putting him in a headlock as I squirm around.

“I’m about to—”

“If you come without my permission, I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll bleed.”

I’m going over the edge, I can’t stop it. Oh my God.

“Please—”

“Come.”

One magic word that he mumbles against my clit, still nibbling on it.Finally.

I open my mouth, throw my head back, and the God awful unintelligible noises that fall from me probably sound like I’m dying to the people that I know can hear downstairs. It starts as a yell but then turns into a series of ‘ugnnhs’.

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