Page 55 of Uncaged Obsessions

Understanding dawns on him, and instead of him getting off of me and acting disgusted, he drops his hips against mine and I squeak at the sudden pressure that doesn’t make my pain any worse, but creates a different ache and has me spreading my legs slightly for him to settle in between.

“You think I don’t want to touch you while you’re on your period? That I’m afraid of a little blood?” he taunts.

“You probably should be.”

“Well, I’m not. Do you know how hard I was seeing you with blood on you after you killed that piece of shit?” His voice is low and I suck in a gasp as he mentions my crime. The ache intensifies though and I may be more fucked up that I thought. “I’d love nothing more than to see my dick covered in your blood after I fuck you good enough that you come so hard it makes your cramps go away.”

I suck my bottom lip between my teeth because I’ve heard orgasms help, but it’s not like Carson was ever able to give me one, and he wouldn’t have even thought about touching me while I was on my period. Though it’s not like I ever wanted him to anyway.

“That’s…gross,” I breathe out, not really believing it myself because the more I think about it, the more appeal the idea has. The sick part of me is coming out to play, just like that day in the woods.

Or the way my orgasm crashed through me when I opened my eyes to find Drew fucking me while I was asleep.

Or when Athena was wrapped around my neck and my pussy flooded for Adam.

“You like it,” Caine growls. “You want it too, don’t you? Want to claim me for yourself. Claim me, killer, I want it.”

“I’ve never—” I shake my head, unable to finish my sentence. It seems ridiculous to say, and really there’s no point. I can deny that I want this all day, but it’s a lie and we both know it. Plus, it doesn’t matter if I say no, because he prefers if I do.

“Never had this pretty little pussy fucked while on your period? Never claimed a man with your blood covering his dick?” He scoots down my body, pulling my pants as he goes, and I don’t even try to stop him. “Good. I want to be the first. The only. Just like you were my first and will be my only kiss.”

That comment has me shooting to my elbows to look down at him. “What?”

“Mhmm,” he hums, pulling my pants off completely, bringing him face to face with the new underwear I had to pull on before I left. “You heard me, killer. Never kissed anyone before you, and never will.”

My mouth gapes as I stare at him, laying between my legs, all the pain forgotten. Everything else around me is gone. His confession tilts me on my axis for some reason, and all the emotions that I’ve been trying to suppress…about him, this situation, Drew and Adam as well, it all floods in.

I have nothing to say. Nothing can even come close to describe the rush I’m feeling throughout my entire body. So,instead of attempting to say anything I reach for him, grabbing his face in my hands and pulling him up to crash our mouths together.

His first kiss.

His only kiss.

Me.

Our lips move together as he takes and I give. This time, instead of him forcing it from me, I give willingly. I give myself to him with the way our tongues tangle. I don’t think I could speak right now but even if I could, the way he’s kissing me is stealing all the words from my mouth.

His hand snakes down between my legs and I cringe when he moves my underwear to the side and pulls at the string, removing my tampon. I let out a sound of protest against his mouth that has him separating our lips for a moment, but he speaks against them. “Don’t even try to tell me no. You know I’ll just take what I want anyway.”

I jut my chin up toward him, our lips barely grazing his. “Then take it.”

A sinister smile spreads across his lips right before he moves down my body so quickly I hardly understand what’s happening. He pulls my underwear off, with the tampon wrapped inside and I want to protest, but it’s cut off when he’s back on top of me again, his tongue invading my mouth roughly while his fingers are pushing into my pussy.

The first touch against my clit has stars shooting behind my closed eyelids, and when he bites down on my bottom lip,shoving two thick fingers inside me as his palm rubs my clit, I swear I’m already about to combust.

I always get hornier on my period, but I’ve never really done anything about it except becoming very familiar with the shower head. This is an all new experience. A whole other level sexually. It feels like he’s touching live nerve endings and the sensitivity dial is cranked up to a million.

His lips on mine, tongue massaging my own while his fingers rub my inner walls. I’m moaning and gasping, clawing at his back as I buck up against his hand, wanting more. Needing more.

It doesn’t take long before I’m unable to hold back the orgasm any longer and I come with a scream into his mouth as he groans, working me through it. I hardly notice when his mouth parts from mine and he’s sucking a nipple into his mouth until the bite of pain from his teeth shock my system at the tail end of my release.

He moves to the other one, licking, sucking and then biting the same way, and I writhe underneath him. The one earth shattering release suddenly not enough for me. I need more. Caine smirks up at me, pulling his hand from between my thighs and I cringe at the tinge of blood on them.

Instead of him reacting with disgust, his eyes flare with heat and I don’t get a chance to ask what he’s doing before he swipes the finger between my chest, down my stomach, smearing the blood down my stomach.

“What’re you doing?” I question.

“I want to fill up your pussy with my cum, and then see how it looks mixed with your blood on your perfect body.”

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