I stared at my name that was now scar tissue on the small of her back. I gently traced the letters over the raised flesh, my cock throbbing at the sight of my branding on her. “Seeing your scarification—my name branded permanently into your skin—is the biggest turn on.”
She glanced over her shoulder and said, “Show me yours.”
I grinned, my thrusting slow and easy, as I pulled the half of my shirt away from my chest and revealed her name scarred across my chest in raised flesh that was just as gorgeous as hers.
I traced her name with my fingers nightly.
Isla stared at her name and made a sound that was filled with twisted pleasure.
“It pisses me off that I want you so much, Isla.” I gripped her waist and let myself really fuck her roughly, brutally, and so savagely I knew she’d be bruised from the inside out.
But I couldn’t stop myself.
She still watched me over her shoulder, droplets of sweat covering her forehead and temples.
“You’re mine, Isla.Onlyfucking mine. Forever.” She closed her eyes and moaned. “And you know I’ll kill anyone who touches you.”
“Good. Kill them while I watch, and then fuck me in their blood.”
I felt her pussy clamp down around my cock, and I snarled, spanking her ass cheek. I knew she’d come for me. I’d make sure of it.
My gaze was latched onto her bouncing ass. “I have to sample this ass,” I said to myself. I pulled out of her pussy, gripped her cheeks, and spread them, revealing her tight asshole to me. I spit on that hole, watching as it slid down her pussy slit. I reached for my cock and started gathering pre-cum, using that to prime and lube her up even more.
She’d need all the lube she could get for what I had planned.
I was a fucking lunatic for her. This madman who had no comprehension of what reality was. All I knew was Isla was mine, and I’d take her any way and anywhere I wanted.
I spread her cheeks wide, then went to town, eating her ass out. I licked and sucked at that tight ring of muscle, pushed my tongue in and out, mimicking the act of fucking that I’d be doing in a matter of moments.
I thrust two fingers into her sopping wet pussy, feeling her little cunt tighten around those digits as if she were trying to draw me in further, as if she needed my big, fat cock to stuff her full.
It was only when she was thrusting her ass in my face, and I knew her back hole was nice and primed for my cock, did I drag my tongue over her anus once more before forcing myself to pull back. I wiped my mouth off with the back of my hand, looked at the corpse beside us, and felt the dark beast in me rise violently.
With my cock dripping in her pussy juices and pre-cum, and blood covering both of us, I gripped Isla’s waist and angled my dick head at her anus.
I teased her hole with my thick crown before pushing it in. The tight ring of muscle gave resistance, but then she opened up for me as I popped through and slid in deep. I cursed like a man not in control and felt sweat drip down my temples. My chest heaved as I pushed in and pulled out of her vice-like asshole.
“So fucking tight, sweet girl.” I had a brutal hold on her hips, knowing I’d leave bruises, wanting those marks on her.
I started spanking her ass, first the left, then the right cheek. My hand was a blur on her skin, and I could already see my red handprints forming on that peachy flesh.
“God… damn, Isla. The fact I know you’ll only ever be mine, that you’re just as fucked up and psychotic as I am, makes me feel deranged. Obsessed.”
She cried out and mewled, my little kitten accepting all I offered and knowing what I was capable of. She knew who and what I was, and despite that, she didn’t shy away. She no longer ran. She welcomed me with open, blood-stained arms.
I started fucking her ass hard and thoroughly. I lifted her upper body so her back was to my chest, and I ordered her gruffly to rub her clit until it hurt.
“You’re mine, Isla. You hear me?”
I dragged my tongue along her nape, licking and sucking, then biting hard enough I knew there’d be teeth marks. She was sweet and salty and flavored like copper. I slowly, shallowly, fucked her ass, prolonged how fucking good and tight she felt wrapped around my cock.
“Now come for me so I can fill your ass with my jizz and watch it drip after I pull out of your tight little hole.” Her hand moved quicker as she worked her fingers over her clit. And when she came for me, I felt my orgasm take control of me by the balls.
I gritted my teeth and let it consume me. I tipped my head back and felt my neck muscles strain, as the pleasure was all-consuming. It felt so fucking good that my entire body seized from the hedonism of it all.
“Fuck,” I snarled. Jesus Christ, Isla. It’s all so fucking amazing with you.” I couldn’t see straight, those words garbled and blurred, along with a roar that came from deep within my chest. “Never felt anything as good as you.” I filled her until I knew my spunk would seep out of her asshole when I pulled out. And fuck… that would be hot as hell.
When her pleasure faded and I could think clearly again, I debated just staying deep in her ass and taking a post-fuck nap right next to Chris’s corpse. But I knew we didn’t have time for that. We’d killed her ex in his basement, and clean-up had to be done.