Page 45 of Cast Stones
My cock jerks. “Yes.”
There’s a brief silence before her shoulders relax, and she breathes out her one-word prayer. “Good.”
Reaching into my pocket, I brandish my pocket knife and pop the blade. Madi glances over her shoulder, her eyes glazing over with a sultry haze of lust and deviance.
Fuck, I love this woman.
Placing my palm to her back, I push her forward, her cheek hitting the mattress as she willingly bends to my command. My dick demands to be freed from the confines of my jeans as I guide the tip of the blade to the center of her upper back.
Such a beautiful canvas.
Slowly, and painfully, I carve a cross into her skin. Madi hisses at the knife’s first bite into her flesh, then pants with need as I cut.
“Marked in the eyes of God,” I bite out through clenched teeth. “You belong to me, Madi.”
Before she can respond, I rip the buttons open on my shirt and turn the knife around, slicing the same symbol into my own chest. The pain is like a cathartic cleanse, purging us of all of our trespasses and those who trespassed against us…
Dropping the knife to the floor, I tear my jeans open and pull out my cock. It’s swollen and throbbing with need, but I ignore it and shove a knee between her legs, spreading them wide as I sink a finger deep into her pussy. Madi throws her head back, a tortured groan rumbling in her throat. “Luca…”
“My Madi is always wet for my cock.” Pumping viciously with one hand, I grab her hair with the other, pulling her head back. “Tell me why,cara mia. Tell me why your pussy is always wet for me.”
“Because I’m your temptress whore,” she groans.
The words spark a violent need in me. I remove my fingers from inside her, only to surge forward and fill her with my cock. Madi cries out at the sudden invasion, but I have no patience left for her. Letting out a primal growl, I pull out and drive back with the brute force of a man possessed.
Over and over, I take her without regard for anything but reclaiming her. Blood drips onto the dirty mattress as I fuck her hard, wringing every drop of her old life out of her.
“Luca!” she cries, meeting my violence thrust for thrust. “I’m coming!”
“Then come,cara mia,” I growl. “Let me feel you take your pleasure.”
With a few more thrusts, Madi explodes in a brilliant array of prayers and curses, both woven with my name and God’s. The feel of her pussy contracting ignites my own orgasm. Throwing my head back, I come with a roar, filling her with my seed as my blood drips onto her skin. At the very end, I collapse forward, my front to her back.
Cross to cross.
Promise to promise.
Our blood becomes one, bound by sacrifice and carnality. The past is no more. There is only us.Luca and Madi.Sole survivors of life’s most brutal lesson.
After pulling out of her, I fasten my pants and untie Madi’s wrists. I don’t clean my wound and neither does she. Instead, she dresses in silence, my seed still spilling down her thighs and blood staining her back.
I stand silently as she wanders to the cabin’s solitary window and leans against it. As if sensing her presence, the moon reappears from its shadowy confinement, spilling light through the muddled glass.
“It’s time.”
Lifting a finger, Madi traces the cracks in the foggy pane. “Yes,” she sighs. “I know.”
“Something’s wrong.”
She shakes her head, still gazing up at the night sky. “No, nothing’s wrong. It’s just this place, Luca. It feels like home, yet it’s centered in Hell.” Placing her palm against the glass, she turns a troubled glance toward me. “It’s hard to understand how something so beautiful can survive amidst so much evil.”
I know she’s speaking of the cabin and the solace it provided us during the dark days of her captivity, but I can’t help but feel as if the root of her question goes much deeper.
Crossing the creaking floor, I stand by her as she stares out the window at the trees that hid our secret for so many years. “You don’t have to understand it, my sweet rose. You just have to accept it. Under the right circumstances, life can grow in the most barren of fields. You were my circumstance, Madi. You saved me, and I saved you back. We survived.”
“I’ll miss this cabin.”
“It’ll miss us too. But it’s time to set it free, just like the others.”
