Page 101 of All Your Hate

Bones grabs another length of rope from next to us and starts tying it around my wrists. He really came prepared for this one. Which means he planned for me to run from the very start.

He kisses me before rolling me onto my front and securing my arms behind my back. I can’t help but fight against him and it turns us both on even more.

I’m not sure what he does with the rope next but I feel him weaving and tugging at all sorts of knots. I gasp as my feet are roughly pulled up to where my wrists are on my lower back, leaving me fully exposed.

I hear him stand up and I manage to stretch my neck enough to see him toss the end of the rope over the tree branch above us. He catches it as it falls back down the other side. I don’t have a clue what he’s doing until suddenly my heart’s left on the floor. I’m pulled up, my body weight being held by the rope as I lie horizontal in mid-air.

The rope tugs at my body, cutting into my stomach, making my breasts swell out, and creating an ache in my pussy as a knot rubs at my clit. I try to squeeze my legs together to ease some tension, but I can’t close them. I’ve become his helpless prey caught in his web.

“Bones?” I say his name hesitantly. Every time I move my body sways. I’m scared the branch is going to snap and I’ll land on my face. “This isn’t exactly what I signed up for.”

It’s a struggle to see his face from this angle, but I catch a silver flash of my dagger in his hand. The blade wiped clean.

“This is how I want to fuck you.”

Bones grabs me by the throat. I’m level with his cock like this. It’s just inches from my mouth. So hard and enticing. I part my lips for him and he squeezes my throat before spinning me away. I cry out as I quickly get disorientated.

His hands grab my hips steadying me then his mouth is on my clit, eagerly sucking it as he holds the rope out of the way.

Stars explode behind my eyes in time with his sucks and I can’t see anything other than them.

“You’re a gift from the gods, Wynter.”

I squirm in his grasp and moan as the pleasure of him licking me mixes with the pain of the rope.

“It hurts,” I whine and Bones chuckles against me.

My chin hits my chest as my orgasm rips through me and coats his face.

The next thing I know he’s kissing my mouth, making me taste myself. “Taste how fucking divine you are, my love.”

I whimper as I lick my lips clean. When he pulls away, he smiles sweetly at me. The blade is still in his hand and I ask, “Are you going to cut me?”

“Only if you want me to.”

I bite my lip and nod.

“Where?” He starts to circle me, dragging the tip along any exposed flesh he can access.

“My—my thigh. Right next to my pussy. I want to only think of you anytime I look down there.”

Bones doesn’t ask me if I’m sure or question me at all. He just gives me what I need.

I can’t see what he’s doing from this angle, but I feel as the blade pierces my skin and drags along my inner thigh.

Pain flares from the cut, making my toes curl, but I don’t let how much it hurts show. I don’t want him to stop.

Biting down on my cheek I start to taste blood. When he stops cutting I let out a ragged breath.

Just when I think it’s over, I feel the blunt handle being dragged along the cuts. What is he—oh my god!

“Bones!” I scream so hard it feels like my throat tears as he pushes the handle into my pussy. He’s angled the solid length soit hits my G-spot. Over and over. It slides in and out of me easily and I can’t tell if it’s from my own arousal or the blood he coated it with. I’m right on the edge of coming and Bones’ name is tearing from my throat like a demonic verse. Just before I come he abruptly pulls it out of me.

“No!” I cry. He chuckles then I feel his tongue on the cuts. He sucks my blood into his mouth then spits it inside my pussy. I can’t string together a single sentence as he slowly sinks his cock into me. A new wave of pleasure rolls through my body with each piercing that enters me.

“Look at that. It’s like you’re a virgin again with all this delicious blood coating my cock.”

My pussy clenches down on him and he groans. “You like the sound of being my sweet little virgin? No, that doesn't suit you. I think you prefer being my feisty little whore. Always so greedy and desperate for my cock. For my come.”

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