Page 41 of Sweet Misery

I didn’t think he was going to answer me until he finally turned, his blue-gray eyes drinking me in. I fidgeted more beneath his penetrating stare.

“Yellow,” he answered.

I lifted my brows at his answer. He let out a soft, seductive chuckle and approached me. I swallowed hard as he leaned over me, forcing me onto my back. His tatted hand moved up my thigh before he grasped me hard.

“Do you not like my answer, kitten?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly.

“I-I like your answer.”

“Mm.” He ran his nose gently along my jaw. “Say my name.”

“R-Renzo.”

“I like the way it sounds on your lips.” He kissed my jaw tenderly, sending my heart rate shooting up. His hard cock brushed against my pussy through his pants.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he continued softly.

My heart thrashed violently in my chest at his words. To make it worse, he shifted off me a little and ran his fingers lightly against my bare pussy and let out a soft chuckle at how wet I was already.

I squeezed my eyelids closed, trying to steady my breathing.

“Tell me,” he continued.

“I’m yours,” I whispered.

“Mm, yes, you really are.”

I cried out as he plunged two fingers deep into my heat, hooking them and hitting a spot that made my eyes roll back.

“Tell me how many men have had their fingers buried in your cunt.”

“N-None befo-before you.”

“Not even Sever?”

“No,” I managed to say.

He let out a soft growl before picking up his pace. I moaned softly as he continued to finger me.

“Mm, you know what I really like about you, kitten?”

“W-What?”

“How hard you fucking come for me.” I wasn’t sure exactly what he did, but I came with a shout, him tearing it suddenly from my body. I trembled violently as I soaked his hand and the mattress with my spray.

I was so caught up in the intense feeling I didn’t even scream from him biting my collarbone area.

He and Roman had left my shoulders bruised and aching from biting me before. Their teeth marks left behind red and purple marks. They’d managed to break skin in some spots.

Overall, they were harming me all while making me feel alive.

It didn’t seem right, and I felt crazy for letting it happen.

“Fuck, you’re really perfect, aren’t you?” he cooed in my ear as I came down from my orgasm. He lazily pumped his fingers in and out of me.

I shook beneath the motion, making him chuckle.

“You know when you got here, my cock was hard just thinking about making you bleed for me. Something snapped within me though,” he said softly as he peppered kisses along my jaw, neck and collarbone.

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