Page 42 of Darkness Falls

"If it's too much, I'll stop immediately."

"Please, Barrett. Stop talking and just fuck me already."

She's still too mouthy, and I'll have to rectify that. Now is the perfect time to try out a little something we talked about before that piece of shit Damien took her from us.

"Stay," I say while sliding off the bed to grab what I need.

Pure excitement courses through me as I grab the nipple clamps and my knife from the top drawer of my dresser. She doesn't even know the beast she let loose today when she walked into my bedroom.

I walk back over to her and place the items on the bed before gliding my hand along her ass one final time. I dip between her legs, and she moans at the contact, pushing her ass into my hand with hopes of getting more.

"Such a needy slut today, aren't you?"

"Yes," she pants.

"Turn over and lay on your back, arms above your head."

She flips over, and I see her wince the moment her tender backside hits the sheets. She lifts her hands above her head, and I take the time to secure each of them to the bindings I have on the corners of my bed so she can't move them.

"I'm leaving your legs untied for now, but if you don't cooperate, I'll be tying them too."

A sly grin crosses her face. "I'll be a good girl."

I only half believe her, but either way, we will both get what we want before we leave this room—fully satisfied. I pull my shirt off and toss it in the corner, freeing myself of my last piece of clothing before I lean in and take her nipple into my mouth. I roll my tongue around it, feeling it harden before I graze it with my teeth. A whimper falls from her lips, and the sound shoots straight to my cock. I repeat the process with her other nipplebefore taking a step back to watch the rapid rise and fall of her chest.

I grab the nipple clamps from the bed and dangle them over her body so she can get a good look. Her eyes go wild with desire, and the reddish hue on her cheeks deepens. I don't want to overwhelm her the first time we use them, so I adjust them to apply the least amount of pressure before leaning in and attaching the first one. She breathes out a long sigh.

"If you don't like it, you know what you need to do to make it stop," I say, and she nods eagerly.

I attach the second clamp and give myself a moment to admire how fucking stunning she looks with these dangling from her tits. My hand finds the chain connecting the two, and I give it a gentle tug.

"Oh my god,” she moans.

I watch as her eyes roll back in her head, and fuck, it’s the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life.

"So desperate." I chuckle and reach down to grab my knife.

Her eyes follow my every motion as I trail the tip of the blade along her skin. I glance down at the mark I gave her on her thigh and smile at the memory. She took it for me so well that day.

"Do you want me to mark you again, princess?"

She nods, and I punish her for not using her words by tugging on the chain.

"FUCK!" She screams.

"Use your words, Callie. Do you want me to mark this pretty body of yours?"

"Yes," she breathes out. "Please."

A deep chuckle leaves my chest, and I drag the tip of the knife lightly around the burn on her stomach. It’s enough to leave a scratch but not enough pressure to cut her, yet. She lifts her hips, silently begging me for more, but she needs to be patient.

I want this mark to be visible, so I choose a spot on her upper arm and push the blade down, making the first cut. Tears wet her face from the mixture of pain and relief that flows through her while I work. I bring a finger down to press lightly on her clit as I make a second line and then a third. She moans from the combination of pleasure and pain.

"Barrett," she whines, and I already know why.

"You love the pain, don't you, princess? My little pain slut. Be a good whore for me, and come."

I toss the knife aside and pinch her clit while pulling down on the chain between her breasts. It's all she needs to completely lose control and find bliss. She moans, eyes rolling back in her head as she gets lost in the orgasm. When she finally comes down, I pull my hand from her and grab a tissue from my nightstand.

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