“You are the most beautiful creature in the entire universe, little raven.”
His words are gentle, like a Band-Aid over the fear he is creating, and when he releases my throat and gently runs his hand over my naked chest, I arch my back, stretching towards his touch. His fingers trace between my breasts and over my navel.
I close my eyes as his fingers dip between my legs, brushing over my pussy.
I gasp against the gag as a surge of pleasure shoots through me.
Vincent is kneeling over me. The knife has been abandoned on my pillow and the look in his eyes is no longer deadly, just peaked with need as deep as I feel.
“So wet. Just for me.” He growls with satisfaction as he grabs my thighs and pushes my legs apart, kneeling on the bed he wraps his hands behind my ass and lifts my legs over his shoulders, my knees bent behind his back - pushing his face against my pussy.
I squeal in fright, at first, I’m unsure what he is doing - and then cry out in delight as he beings to lick me and flick his tongue over my clit, moving in circles and curves as though he was writing messages on my skin. My back is arched backwards, myhands still cuffed to the bed as I hang helpless in the air with my legs spread over his face and his tongue dancing on me.
I’ve been so desperate for release. I’ve been begging him for days without using words. I’ve been impatient and frustrated.
When he pushes his tongue inside my pussy and starts fucking me with his mouth, I lose my mind. My entire body shakes and my eyes roll back as muscles spasms twitch through me.
Vincent drops me onto the bed again and when I look up at him, kneeling over me, his pants have been pulled open and he is holding his massive, monstrous cock in his hand, sliding his grip back and forth over it as he licks his lips and pushes my legs wider open.
“Wider, little pet, I am going to fuck you so hard I’ll tear you apart.” He growls.
I nervously glance to my right where the knife is still laying on the pillow, slipped away slightly, but easily within his reach.
He notices my eyes darting towards it and one corner of his mouth curls upwards.
“Does it scare you?” He asks, his eyes on mine.
I shake my head. No. I won’t show fear.
He grabs the knife and an instant later it’s pressed against my throat, the blade sharp against my skin. His hand is still moving up and down over his cock, slowly pleasuring himself to the sight of my distress, he rubs the tip of his cock over my soaked pussy and for a moment I can’t breathe.
But the knife is still sharp against my neck, and I dare not move.
“I see the fear in your eyes. Don’t lie to me, little pet.” He growls darkly and then catching me completely off guard his slams his cock into my pussy, burying himself deep inside me. Forcing me open and stretching me wide.
I forget about the knife and scream uselessly into the gag, taken aback by the intrusion.
Vincent doesn’t pause or wait or check to see if I’m ok - he just starts fucking me like a wild beast. A savage animal. His cock slams into me, plunging deep inside me, pushing my body open, again and again he invades me, and I can’t feel or think about anything else except for his cock and the intense pleasure of it pushing inside me.
My body jolts with each thrust and I realize the knife is just laying on my chest. Both of his hands are wrapped around my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulls them further apart so that he can reach deeper into me.
I glance down at my stomach and see his cock moving inside me.
I scream again, drowning in pleasure, relief of finally being fucked flooding me.
CHAPTER TEN
Vincent
She is trapped beneath me like a little animal, terrified and begging for its life.
Her eyes tell me everything I want to know.
She can’t hide the doubt, the fear - or the pleasure I see in them.
I want to tear her in two with my cock. I want to penetrate her so deeply that she becomes a part of me forever.
Her perfection is pushing me to the edge of sanity. Sanity, I am barely holding onto at the sight of her.