Page 116 of Atone

His eyes are fire. Black pits that drink me down. And I’m possessed.

I’d like to cut him open and crawl inside. But the best Ican do is lift the blade to my tongue and carefully lick his blood off. A tang of metal and Alex.

If I’m his first, then he’ll be mine in other ways.

The first to claim my soul.

The first to get my heart.

Alex’s jaw tenses as I lower the knife. He grabs my wrist, lifting me off him.

“Alex.” I moan, but he flips me over, resisting me when I try to get him to start fucking me again.

I’ve never been so turned on. I’m a puddle, dripping onto the bed as he settles between my legs.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” His mouth lands on mine, shoving his tongue in like he wants to taste his own blood on me.

When he pulls back, he’s grinning. “Don’t move.”

Alex widens my knees, planting my feet on the bed so that he can flip the knife around. He drives the handle into my pussy, using his other hand to toy with my clit.

“The things I’m going to do to you with this thing.” He drives the knife in again. “You’ll never need to use it again to protect yourself. That’s my job now. But I want you to wear it anyway and think about this.”

He shoves it as deep as he can without cutting himself on the blade and then pulls it out.

“Lick.” He holds the handle up for me, and I do as I’m told, tasting myself on the handle.

His gaze lights as I reach the tip, and this time when he moves between my legs, it’s with the blade pointed at me.

“Do you trust me, Mila?”

I nod, even if maybe I shouldn’t.

And when he pierces the skin of my inner thigh with the knife, I grip the blanket and moan. It hurts as he dragsit over my skin. Even so, I’m dripping for him. Begging him to fill me.

Alex draws another line and then sets the knife aside on the bed.

I look down to see the bloody heart leaking down my leg. Alex’s pupils are blown at the sight of it. His eyes are on mine as he leans in and licks my leg clean.

Fuck.

It’s unbearably hot.

My blood stains his lips while he grips his cock in his hand and climbs over me, impaling me in one thrust. When his mouth meets mine, I’m a mess. Devouring every drop of what we’ve done. He drives his tongue deeper and fucks me with his entire body.

His hands grip the sheets beside my head. Tongue thrusting in. Hips rocking waves at my core.

I can’t breathe anything but Alex as I shatter. As his hips pump brutally and steal my soul. He strikes deep, again and again. Until he’s pulsing his climax into me. Sending my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Blood and cum leak between our bodies as my nails dig into his skin.

I’ve found my person, and given what we just did, I don’t know what that says about either of us.

37

THE HOUSE OR ME

MILA

Alex tracesthe sensitive skin around the heart he carved into my inner thigh. “Tender?”

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