Page 625 of Rage

I shrug, making my way over to him. “Guess not...but...” pressing my thighs together, I notice the sweat beads rolling down the side of his neck and onto his blood-stained shirt.

He smiles as I meet his gaze. “Tell me what you want,Slasher,”he purrs, the back of his fingers brushing the exposed skin on my stomach.

“I want you to fuck me on top of them.”

He chuckles, whirling me around and pressing me on top ofstink breath. “Anything for you.”

Stink breathstares at me absently and I think he’s accepted that he’ll die here because when he looks at me, the scary man that used to force me down is no longer tall and mighty. He’s meek and immobilised.

Elias removes my shorts and panties as I turn my head to look up at him.

“Show this fucker how to properly fuck a woman.”

Elias grins as he strokes himself behind me, his thick cock as hard as a wooden board.

“Well first,” he gets down to his knees, “You taste her...” licking me from my clit to my ass, he grasps two handfuls of me. “Allof her.”

His tongue twirls around my ass and my breath hitches, my pussy pulsing, needy and hot.

“Fuck.” I breathe, pushing my hips back, as his tongue travels to my pussy, my arousal now plentiful as he enters me with two fingers, my eyes still onstink breath.

He watches, but I don’t think he sees, so I slap him across the face and his jaw tenses.

“Are you watching how to fuck a woman properly,stink breath?”I moan when Elias inserts another finger, fucking me with them as I hover over another man's body.

“You’re fucking soaking,Slasher,”Elias says.

Leaning in, he sucks my pussy into his mouth, then releases, extending his tongue onto my clit and flicking it back and forth, making me grip onto the body bag. He lifts my leg for me, placing it overstink breath,so I’m left straddling him.

“You’re bothfucked,” I hear him mutter beneath his breath as he looks away.

I force him to look at me, viciously sinching my nails into the skin of his cheeks.

“Right here big guy, this is what I want you to see.” I smile as Elias slides into me, filling me up with his hard cock. “Mm.”

He gives me a few slow strokes, waiting until I adjust, and I roll my hips back into him.

“Harder,” I whimper, now ready for him to fuck me like it’s our first time.

He listens, thrusting into me harder so our skin slaps together in rhythmic movements. His hot breath fans my neck ashe leans over me, his tongue licking from my neck to the bottom of my ear.

“You’d look like a million dollars with his teeth around your neck.”

He chuckles when I whimper at his dirty talk, the head of his cock hitting the perfect spot deep inside me.

“Shame they’re all probably rotten.” I breathe, pulling his face to mine as I bite his cheek.

He groans, gripping my hips harder as he pumps into me. Gliding his hand beneath my shirt, he plays with my nipple as I stare down at the man who abused me.

“Sick fucks,” he cries, struggling with our weight on top of him.

I want to laugh but the building orgasm has other plans for me. My legs tighten as I curl my hands into fists, gathering the plastic in them.

Elias’ hand comes down hard and I yelp, smiling at the sting left behind on my skin.

“Just like that...” I pant, “...Yes!”

“Oh yeah,Slasher,come all over my cock.”

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