Page 68 of Falcon's Prey

“You’re drenched.” His husky tone was filled with lust, and his eyes had gone inky. “You came to me, Ember. Now. You’re. Mine.”

His fingers dug to my hip bones as he fucked me savagely. It wasn’t slow and cautious. It was hard and calculating to make me feel just exactly who I had let in my bed. It was a slow burn for me, because he was taking his pleasure, making sure I barely found my own.

“Ren!” I shouted in frustration.

He smirked at me as one of his hands came to my belly, pushing me down as he thrust in and out of me. “I’ve put up with a lot of your bullshit.”

Before I could respond, his mouth came to one of my nipples, and he bit it. I yelled in pain but felt my pussy grip him tighter.

“While I own you, no one else gets you,” Ren growled.

He reached for the nightstand, bringing out the black scalpel. I started to pant, remembering what it did to me last time.

“My body…”

Ren let the sharp edge trail from my throat down to my chest, making the blade glide down my breast.

“My pussy—” he said with gritted teeth before he let the metal handle glide over my folds.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

Ren rubbed the handle of the knife on my clit. The coolness of the metal had me squirming. He wielded the handle like a weapon, using pressure against my clit to the point I throbbed. He then removed the scalpel, and I saw where his palm was bleeding from gripping it too hard. He brought the handle to his lips and licked my juices from it.

“It’s all mine,” Ren stated as he slammed back into me.

He kissed my mouth as I moaned into him and felt his cock pulsate inside me with the warmth of his release.

“You asshole,” I spat, trying to hit him. I was still horny and tired, and my body felt hot and cold, my hands clammy. I was a fucking mess.

“That’s payback, baby,” he replied.

I glared at him as he rose and fixed his jeans. I lay in his bed, my legs still spread, his cum dripping out, and I didn’t have it in me to care anymore.

“You’re going through withdrawals. It’s going to get worse before it gets better,” he told me before he left to the bathroom.

I closed my eyes for a second, waiting for that feeling I always got after sex. The one that reminded me of how wrong it was, but it hadn’t come. Even though Ren had treated me like a whore, I didn’t feel like one.

I closed my eyes, starting to fall asleep when I felt a warm cloth between my legs. My eyes sprang open, and Ren was right there, a joint in his mouth while he cleaned my pussy. I still throbbed from the orgasm I was denied, so when Ren used the rag to clean between my legs, I let out a soft moan.

The asshole smirked at me, kneeling on the bed as he kept adding pressure. He had the joint in his mouth as he rose above me, and his finger moved in circles around my clit through the fabric. My legs spread, and my hips bucked. Ren smiled at me. He threw the cloth away, and he bent his head to give me a shotgun pass. I greedily opened my mouth as he blew the smoke into my mouth. I was an addict, and the hit started to calm me.

“That should take the edge off,” he said before he took another hit and put his head between my spread legs. I was about to rise on my elbows to see what he would do, but I felt him blow the thick smoke at my sensitive clit.

“Ren,” I moaned.

He didn’t answer me. Instead, he bit my clit gently, making me spasm; then, he sucked it into his mouth, and I screamed. My hand went to his hair as I rode his face. The harder I gripped his hair, the harder Ren fucked me with his mouth. Once I stopped coming, he came back to my face, his lips dripping with my release.

“Kiss me,” he growled.

My hand went to his face, bringing him down to me, and I bit his lip first, tasting myself and weed. Ren then took complete control.

“I’m going to take away with your vices and just leave with you with one addiction,” he promised.

Before I could ask which one, he got off the bed.

“Rest.” He looked at me, still naked and lying on his bed.

I had no idea what he thought, and I didn’t want to ask him. Ren closed the door, turning off the lights on his way out, and I fell asleep.

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