Page 27 of Ever Dark

With trembling legs, and his fingers still inside me, guiding me forward, I lower myself to the fur rug that’s splayed out in front of the fireplace. Every inch of my body is revolting against my mind. It’s like I no longer have control over it. He does.

He walks around and stands in front of me, his swollen cock just inches away from my face.From my lips.

He shoves those same two fingers in my mouth. I release a deep moan when I taste myself on his skin. But I have to stop this. I’m losing myself to his melancholy.

I stand up and back away. Even though my pussy is aching. Even though my nipples are stiff and hard and begging for a lashing from his tongue. “I willnotbow to you. Not tonight. Not ever.”

His nostrils flare as he charges toward me. Before I can react, he pushes me against the wall, pinning me to it. “Fine… then I’ll bow to you.”

Wait. What?

He kneels in front of me and tosses my leg over his shoulder. “Draven, what are you—oh, fuck.”

I jerk back as he thrusts his tongue inside my pussy. I thread my fingers through his black hair as he explores the deepest parts of my core. It’s agonizing and brutal and so fucking hot. The way he rolls his tongue over my clit then darts back inside. Up and down. In and out. Like a fucking melody that I can’t hear but feel the vibrations.

I cry out and clench around him as he digs his fingers into my thighs. As he lashes his tongue harder with the fury of a man who wants to consume me and destroy me at the same time. To annihilate me until there’s nothing left.

I shriek as a surge of flutters spread from my center to deep down inside my cunt. “Draven… fuck.” I close my eyes and surrender to it. It’s an explosion in my body. A storm that takes out everything in its path. My throat burns as I scream from a place in my belly so deep and guttural I scare myself.

He growls inside my pussy, tormenting me over and over again with his tongue, scraping my tender flesh with his sharp teeth as he sucks and bites and laps up my juices. We are rocking against each other, my back slamming against the wall with every brutal lick. I ride his face until I am spent, my limbs turning to mush.

“You even taste like jasmine,” he rasps as he picks me up and lays me down in front of the fire.

I am weak with him. Too weak to shut him out. I spread my legs for him as he glares down at me. “Come, get your peace. I know that’s what you want.”

His eyes are so dark, I can’t see the gold flecks. I can’t discern the size of his pupils. He’s lust-drunk, desperate with need, and hungry for his release.

He presses my thighs back, pinning them to the floor as he edges my entrance with the tip of his cock. “This troublesome fucking pussy… Fuck. Mmm.” He closes his eyes, his breath hitching as he enters me.

We both gasp when he’s halfway inside. “Oh my god,” I say on a deep breath. The night at Duff’s flashes in my mind, reminding me how good he felt inside me. But somehow, tonight it’s hotter than I remember.How the fuck does this man’s cock keep getting better?

“This is the last time, Mia. After tonight, we’re done.”Thrust. “I want… nothing”—thrust—“to do with… you.”Thrust. “Fuck.”

I whimper as he slides so fucking deep inside me. “I don’t want to know you either,” I whine.

He fucks me slowly. Our eyes dart back and forth between each other’s gazes and the sight of his engorged cock sloshing in and out of my sopping wet pussy. This is blasphemy. Sick and beautiful blasphemy.

I cry out as he hits my sensitive G-Spot. He grunts as he presseson it, pleased with the way it unravels me. “I hate how good that fucking feels.”

He snickers as he continues to swivel his hips, taunting me with another orgasm. “And I hate how I don’t want to fuck anyone else likethis. I hate you the most for that.”

There are no more kisses, no touching, just pure penetration. And it’s orgasmic in itself. Every nerve ending from my clit to deep inside my pussy’s core is tingling with enough sparks to start an electrical fire.

It’s a quiet rage. A slow and brutal loathing that roots itself deeper with every thrust. An unearthly tremor jolts me. I pump my hips. “Oh, fuck, I’m…” I can’t finish my sentence. I can’t even think. I clutch my throat as a gurgled cry escapes from it.

He growls and bares his teeth as he plays my body like a violin, strumming his cock in and out while I cum all over it.

“This is the debt we’re owed.Fuck. Yeah, just like that, Trouble. Cum hard for me. Cum like you will never cum again.” He rides me harder, faster, as I scream and claw at his arms. And it feels like an exquisite death.

“Ahhh,” he moans into the space between us. He grinds down hard just as his hot, thick cream bursts out. I’m stuffed to the hilt, full of his essence and throbbing cock. We scream like animals. Like two psychos casting demonic shadows in between the reflections of the flames.

He fills me with darkness and fire and death. The space around us becomes a sea of crackling flames, hysterical breath, and the smack of skin against skin. And I don’t want it to stop. When it ends, all we’ll be left with is the violence. When the pleasure is over, the pain of who we are to each other is all that will remain.

We lock eyes as the last of our explosion sputters out. He stills himself inside me. “No more.”

His bitterness consumes me like a drug. “Did it work? Did youhate fuck me out of your system?”If his answer is yes, then maybe that means he’s out of my system too.

He slowly pulls his cock from my pussy but doesn’t move to get up. “I will double my offer again. The next time I come back here, it will be to collect that signature from you.”

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