Page 619 of Rage

“Nowyou'reflirting withme, Mr Cross.”

He’s not gentle in the way he kisses me, and I don’t want him to be. I spent years thinking something was wrong with me because I didn’t get along with the rich kids my parents knew. They always said I was weird, and they never once tried to understand me. Now, I have someone who wants me because of it. He wants me because my crazy matches his.

The chainsaw falls to the floor as Elias lifts my shirt over my head, revealing my bare breasts.

“Are you sure you want this?” he brings my eyes to his as he cups my face, “As much as it turns me on watching you unleash, I would rather chew my dick off than cross a line with you if you’re not ready.”

“Elias...”

His eyes fall to my mouth, his hard cock pressing into me.

“I want our first time to be now.”

“In your family living room?”

“Yes.” I smirk. “In front of mydeadparents.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, his eyes rolling back as he falls to his knees, taking my breast into his mouth, sucking, biting, and licking. He doesn’t waste a moment as he removes my shorts and panties, nearly tearing them in two. Lifting my leg over his shoulder, his tongue is everything I imagined and more. Wet, rough, and relentless. Flicking my clit, he teases me with his finger as I tighten my grip in his hair, yanking his head and rolling my hips over his face.

The gleam in his eyes can be seen from fucking Mars as he sucks me into his mouth, then flattens his tongue.

I moan at the sight of the slick blood on his hands, gripping my thigh as he devours me, and it feels like I might explode. Whether it is the sense of power from this position, him submitting tome, or the way he fucks me with his tongue... I’m never going to be the same again.

“Do you deserve the air you breathe?” I ask, tugging his face away from my pussy an inch as he licks my arousal on his lips.

“Not if you don’t want me to.” He smiles like a child in a playground, and I chuckle. “Sit on my fucking face and take your throne,Slasher.”

I do exactly that, grinding my hips slowly at first, covering his mouth and nose as his tongue enters me and it’s incredible. I whimper, unable to hold back my arousal and his eyes darken at my approval. Pressing me onto his face harder, he grasps my ass, digging his fingers into my skin. I feel the intensity begin to overcome me, as I curl my toes, almost ready to finish when he sucks my clit one last time.

“Elias!” I groan, shuddering over his face as he braces me, keeping my body upright as I ride the wave of pleasure.

He comes up for air, the blood now transferred from his hands to my thighs and now to his mouth. When he smiles, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone look terrifying and attractive at the same time.

Setting me down on the couch, he removes his clothing, his dark tattoos now on display as he strokes himself. He stands there, his dark strands falling over his face, the scars he’s endured from countless kills covering his body.

“I’m addicted,” he whispers.

Too spent to formulate words, I wait for more as he approaches me, nudging my knees apart. Two months ago, I thought I could never let another man touch me and when I metElias, I never thought I would open myself up to him. He did everything in his power to get me to be comfortable in my own skin when all I wanted to do was rip it off. Now, I don’t dare hide myself from him because I know the more I show him, the harder we both fall.

“I’m obsessed.” He hovers over me, the tip of his cock beginning to stretch me open. “And now...” he pushes in further and I gasp, “I will show you how good it feels to give in to the voices until the only one you can hear is mine.”

He thrusts into me, placing his hand on my throat. When I don’t flinch, he smiles, tightening his grip. “Take a deep breath because for the next few minutes, I’m going to show you what it feels like in my head every time you look at me with those eyes.”

He thrusts harder, jerking my body as his hand closes firmly over my throat, the blood in my face pulsing with nowhere to go. I open my mouth to speak, only to roll my eyes into the back of my head as he pounds into me.

I don’t know if I’ve ever felt like this. To be fucked by someone who worships you cannot be compared to having sex in a regular relationship because now, I understand when he said it’s all he’ll be thinking about.

This moment will always be ingrained in my brain. I will train it not to forget what he feels like inside me because it’s the most powerful I’ve felt in my life.

“You look sensational,Slasher.”He chuckles as a sharp zing spreads across my breast, his teeth grazing my skin. “Taking all of me so fucking well.”

I gasp as he removes his hand, sucking all the air back into my lungs.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

Grinning, he increases the pace, holding my knees apart as he watches himself slide in and out of me. “I don’t know if you’re ready for it all just yet.”

“Don’t make decisions for me.” I glide my hand down and grip his cock.

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