Page 76 of Eternal Sacrifice
I screamed, and he held my lips against his, determined to consume my body and soul. He kissed me through the orgasm, easing me down while my walls pulsed around nothing. It was both the best and worst orgasm I had ever experienced.
I panted, gasping for air as he pulled free. He wore a smug look, and all it did was fan the flames of arousal in me. I needed more, and he knew it.
His hand went to the button of his pants, flicking it free. His cock jumped free as he stripped in one clean motion, and I couldn’t help but gawk at the size. It was nearly as long as my forearm.
Guess he had every reason to look as smug as he did.
He slid the tip of his cock through my folds before easing his way inside. The fit was tight, but he worked his way inside at an unhurried pace. He stopped, fully, deeply, inside of me. He leaned forward until I could feel his breath against my lips.
“This might be a little more painful.”
Two hands wrapped around my neck, pointing my chin to the ceiling while his hips snapped. His fingers were laced together at the back of my neck, his thumbs on my throat, and he used his grip to hold me in place as his thick cock slammed into me. I could hear his low grunts, in time with his forceful thrusts, and I opened my mouth for a silent scream.
I heard a door closing, and my head snapped down. Jax’s hands left my neck just as quickly, but his thrusts never slowed.
“Wait your turn, Justice,” Jax said over his shoulder. His hands moved to my hips, gripping them tighter to use even more forceful thrusts.
I looked over his shoulder and noticed a man leaning against the door. He had white hair and green eyes, his hands tucked into the pockets of a loose pair of pants held in place by crisscrossing bands. He stared at me, his eyes never leaving mine, even as Jax sent an orgasm crashing through me. His thrusts slowed as he drew it out until it felt like I had lost myself to eternity.
“Riseandshine,Fox.”
I was greeted with the white, beaming lights of Justice’s dungeon while my head fit reality back in place. The crushing realization that Jax wouldn’t be picking me up tomorrow pulled my legs out from beneath me like a rockslide. Only, I was saved from a crash landing, since I was still lying on my back, strapped to Justice’s slab.
Tomorrow never comes.
Tears spilled down, running into my hair while I pulled against the binds in an effort to curl into the fetal position.
“Oh, no. No, no, no, no. It was supposed to be cathartic,” Justice said, running around, releasing my limbs. His hands moved me into a safe, curled ball as he picked me up.
This was starting to become my most common means of transportation.
“He was there, Justice. He was alive, and now he’s not again,” I blubbered into his chest. The searing pain in my heart felt the same as when I saw his lifeless body crumpled in the hall.
“Do you want me to put you back in?” He said, coming to a stop.
I looked up, seeing him look down at me. The emotions rolling off him were conflicting, displaying a mix of uncertainty.
I nuzzled into his chest, breathing in his scent. I didn’t know how to answer the question he asked. Being inside the illusion with Jax was more than I ever could have dreamed of; the very essence of fantasy was brought to life. But the crash landing back into reality felt like a hammer crushing my heart all over again.
“I thought you liked pain?”A voice whispered inside my head, but it wasn’t Justice.
I looked around. Justice and I were the only ones inside his dungeon.
“Did you hear that?” I asked him.
“I don’t think so, Fox.” Concern flowed from him despite his attempt to bottle it. But it was hard for him to disguise his feelings because I knew exactly how the mental doors worked and could taste his worry behind a calm façade.
“It’s starting, isn’t it?”
“The withering started the moment he died, Fox. I’m trying to find a way to keep your mind.”
I nuzzled back into his chest rather than witnessing more of the heartbreak in his eyes. He looked at me like I already had a date with the gallows.
Justice
Fox’stripintothedungeon did not go as planned. Nothing had.
I carried her into the bedroom, grabbing pillows and blankets off the bed before throwing them to the floor in front of the fireplace. Her body trembled as I worked to make a nest for us both. I laid down on my back, holding her to my chest.
