Page 12 of Until Death Parts Us

His fingers run through my hair, and then I straighten up and bring the blade to his pec, right along the curve under his nipple. My eyes flicker to his before I press the tip into his flesh. He sucks in a breath, a groan in his throat.

I watch the blood emerge as I drag the blade another two inches.

“Fuck,” he curses through clenched teeth as he closes his eyes.

I put the knife down and press my fingers against the cut. “You’re so fucking perfect for me.” I grab his chin with my other hand and force him to look at me. “You know that, right?”

His tongue wets his lips as he dips his chin. “Sometimes I feel like you deserve more.”

I press deeper into the cut, coating my fingertips with the crimson liquid, and then I writemineacross his stomach in his blood.

“How could anyone compete with you? You set the bar out of reach.” Our eyes connect for several seconds, and his lips begin to curve into a smile. “Look at what you do to me.”

Kaspian’s gaze drops to my cock, rock hard and pointing right at him, a drop of pre-cum on the tip.

His hand comes forward, fingertip wiping the liquid before he puts it in his mouth. “I want you inside me.” I lean over to the small table in the corner and grab the lube. “I already did some prep in the shower,” he says with a grin.

“Good boy.”

He smirks.

I pour the lube onto my clean hand and then slide two fingers inside him, my eyes scanning the wordmineon his stomach.

My cock throbs in anticipation as I study his body.

“You want me so bad,” Kaspian teases.

“Oh, you know that now, do you?” I ask, slipping another finger inside.

He moans. “Okay, so I’m jealous. That’s not new information.”

I lean over him, fucking him with my fingers. “I like you jealous.”

“Don’t test my limits,” he says, kissing my jaw. “You know I’m capable of snapping.”

“Oh?” I bite his earlobe. “Are you saying you’d kill me?”

He groans in my ear as I spread my fingers apart inside him. “I thought you said I couldn’t kill you.”

I chuckle. “You can’t.” Leaning back, I remove my fingers and coat my cock with the lube, staring down at him. “Simply because you couldn’t live without me.”

“A good ole murder-suicide sounds like a plan.”

My lips curl into a grin. “You’re sick.”

“Admit you’d do the same.” He sucks in a breath when I begin sliding my cock inside him. “Tell me you’d kill yourself if you couldn’t be with me.”

“Kaspian,” I say, spreading his legs apart as I push in. “I’d never kill you, and if someone else did, I wouldn’t kill myself.”

He watches me, lust in his features as my dick goes deeper, but a slight hint of annoyance at my response. “So, youcouldlive without me.”

“I wouldn’t kill myself, because I would have to destroy the person who took you from me, and anyone who made it possible.” I thrust. “His mother for bringing him into the world.” Another thrust. “His father for raising a dumbass. And anyone who tries to stop me.” I pull back. “Now shut up and let me fuck you.”

I brace myself on either side of him, my hips rocking as he drags his fingernails down my back.

“You feel so good,” he moans. “God, I love the way you fuck me.”

“I love the way you take me. Such a needy fucking slut.”

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