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There is one thing…
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“Vincent.Please. Stop.”
“Mmm. You know how I love to hear you beg…” I purr as I drag the knife across her breast. I swipe it quickly on the side of her nipple and she cries out. Blood beads and trickles down her breast and I follow its trail with my blade. I pull my knife away from her and lick her blood off it.
“You taste so fucking good, baby doll.”
“You’re hurting me,” she whimpers and my dick twitches at the sound.
“Fuck yeah I am, baby.” I lean down over her and run my tongue along the side of her face until I reach her ear. “And you fucking love it. Or are you going to try to deny it again?” I chuckle as I feel her bring her legs together as if she knows what I’m about to do.
“You and I both know how much you love this. We’re both twisted and fucked up beyond measure. You need this as much as I do, and you fucking know it.” I lick the shell of her ear as I pull away to stand over her again. I press the tip of the blade next to her belly button and she sucks in her stomach to get as far away from the pressure as she can.
“Denying it is just a waste of words, baby doll.” I swipe across her lower stomach, and she whimpers.
“You know what…” I drop my knife on the bed and grip her hips. I quickly flip her over, so her front is pressed against the mattress. Her hands are handcuffed to the frame above her head, rendering her upper body useless. Her lower body, however, flails about, as she tries to wriggle away from my fingers trailing down her spine.
“Shh…” I push my pointer finger further into her skin so I can feel every ridge in her spine more deeply. Once I reach her tailbone, I keep trailing down the crack of her ass. She instantly tenses up when my finger reaches the one place I haven’t been.
“As much as I love cutting you up, baby doll. There is something I have been dying to do with you since the first time I whipped your fucking ass, and it seems like right now is the perfect time.”
“Vincent, please. No, no. Not there.Please.Anything but that.” Essa pleads and begs but I don’t hear any of it. My mind is already set and even though she is freaking out right now, she won’t be. I’ll be rough, hard. But I’ll still make it feel good for her. As much as I love her fight, seeing her let go and come is the best fucking thing I have ever seen.
Except when she came for Dominik. Right in fucking front of me.
I grit my teeth as I feel the anger slithering forward. I thought I had control over it, but images of her and Dominik together keep flashing through my head at a million miles per hour and I’m fucking losing it.
I pick up the knife next to me as I continue to tease Essa’s tight ring with my finger. She’s so rigid underneath of me and her entire body is tense with anticipation.
That won’t do at all.
I lean forward until my lips are brushing her ear. “Relax, baby doll.” My words calm her instantly and I feel her body relax for a moment before she tenses up again.
“Come on…” I urge her as I lean back. I bring the tip of the blade to the top of her ass cheek next to one of her scars and continue to circle my finger around her ring of muscle, not yet breaching. I press down firmly, enough for her to feel the bite of the blade, but I don’t move. She whimpers and wriggles underneath me.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“Vin. I need it.” I can hear the desperation in her voice, and it makes me so fucking hot.
“What do you need? Say it.”
“I need to cut. To bleed. I need the pain.”
“Hell yes you do. And I willalwaysbe the one to give it to you,” I promise her. I press down harder and drag the blade from the left side of her ass cheek to the right. When I pull back, Essa is crying underneath me, her tiny body shaking. For a moment, I stop and listen. Her cries like music to my ears.
“Don’t fucking stop!” she screams when I don’t move for a moment, and I smile before bringing the knife to her other cheek and making another cut to match. Blood trails down her ass, and I can’t resist the urge to taste her again.
I back up and lean down, taking both of her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezing. I groan as the scent of Essa’s arousal hits me and like a man starved, I shove her back onto my face and run my tongue along her slit before shoving it inside of her. Essa screams out as her handcuffs clank against the metal, most likely cutting into her skin.
I groan and I thrust my tongue in and out of her pussy before moving to her clit. I lift her hips higher off of the bed to get a better angle and suck her clit into my mouth. My hands begin to slip from the blood now covering them forcing me to release my grip on her hips, letting her fall back onto the bed. She moans loudly as I suck her clit back in my mouth before moving towards her ass. I trail my tongue along her slit, continuing back until I reach her asshole. I flick my tongue out against her tight ring of muscle, and she gasps.
“You like that, baby doll?” I grin as she mumbles incoherently. I lean back to stare at her. Blood and sweat coat her body, creating a heady combination on my tongue as I lick along the cuts I gave her. I thrust my tongue inside of one of her wounds and her screams ring out around us, urging me to move it along. I shove my fingers inside of her pussy as I trail my pointer and index finger through her blood, coating them completely.Her arousal glistens on her thighs, and some of the blood from her ass mixes with it, creating quite the fucking picture.
“Vincent,” Essa pants and I pause momentarily.
“What?” I ask as I continue to play with her pussy.
