Page 36 of Magic or Madness

I draw blood from her thigh and listen to the sounds she makes while I drag the tip around her flesh, carefully carving out the perfect design on her delicate skin.

The blood pools on the blade, and she watches with bated breath as I lick it clean, and throw it onto the floor.

“Come here, Bambi,” I whisper, and she sits up, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“Kiss me. Now.”

I don’t disobey her wishes, and she’s ferocious, her body craving more. I give into her demands, biting her lips and trailing kisses down her neck with an intensity that I haven’t given her yet. I leave rough, claiming bite marks in every place possible, feeling her body react under mine as she cries out, and digs her nails into my shoulders.

Her panties are soaked as she grinds herself against my thigh, almostbeggingto be fucked.

“Do you want me, Fallon? In every sense of the word?” I question, and she groans, bucking her hips against me once more.

“Yes, baby, I want you.”

“Everything that entails, Bambi. You’re mine, and you don’t threaten to run away again. Do you understand me?” I affirm, and she attempts to nod, but I place my hand on her throat, holding her down so she can’t run away again.

“Mine.”

“I’m yours, Ozzy.Everything,” she whimpers, and I bite her lip until I draw blood, reveling in the newfound obsession we share.

That’s all I need to know as I rip her shirt off, revealing her bare chest, and I immediately nip at her skin, loving how she reacts to my aggression.

“Can I take these off?” My lips hovering over her panties as I wait for her consent.

“Per favore,”she whispers, sending me into overdrive as I attempt to devour every inch of her skin.

I tear the sheer, black fabric into shreds, throwing the remnants onto the floor, and I wrap my hands around her thighs. I watch with shaky breaths as she spreads her legs for me and I notice that there’s blood still dripping down her thigh.

I gently lap up the remnants before they soak into the sheets, and she moans loudly as I suck on the wound, nearly crying as I dig my tongue into her open flesh.

“Ozzy, please,” she cries, and I slowly insert two fingers into her entrance, thrusting lightly as her walls clench around me.

“What do you want, Bambi?” I muse, and she bucks her hips gently against my thigh, telling me all I need to know.

“More, please.”

“You’re such a good girl, always saying please. I should reward you.” I take her by the hair, but instead of submitting to me, she shocks me, attempting to take some of the control.

“Let me reward you.” She smirks, her eyes locking into mine, looking up at me as she wraps her hand around my cock through my pants.

I groan in response, knowing I don’t deserve her gentle touch. Still, she bends forward, her fingers fumbling with the waistband of my sweats and boxers, but she drags them down my legs, tossing them to the floor with reckless abandon.

God, she’s the hottest fucking woman in the world.

Slowly, she works her hand around my hardness, spitting into her hand for a bit of lubrication, and I swear, if I didn’t crave her mouth on a regular basis, I’d blow just from the adoring look on her face.

In a torturous way, she barely connects her lips to my cock, and slowly pulls away, her tongue dancing around my tip.

It’s agonizing, my toes curling at the ways she finds pleasure in teasing me, but the second she takes me in her mouth fully, I let out a guttural moan that should be criminal for a man my size, but I don’t give a flyingfuck.

She feels so damn good, I’d let the entire world know how perfect she is, and what she does to me.

In a way that might kill me, I keep holding back while she takes me deep in her throat in intervals, until I’m the one who’s begging for relief.

I attempt to pull her off me, but she shakes her head, taking me further than she ever has, and my entire body tenses as she plunges straight back, holding her position until gagging and coughing overtake her dominance.

“I’m not going to break.” She rolls her eyes, diving back down for another round, and I can’t help the smile that creeps across my face.