Page 28 of Massacre
My head thrown back, all I could do was hold on to the bedsheets as my body undulated against his tongue. Then he sucked my clit hard, causing me to once again scream out as he licked, sucked, and slurped my release.
“Two,” he growled right before he delved back in for more.
“You’re insatiable,” I panted, my body still trembling from the intense release. Massacre merely chuckled, his mouth never leaving my sensitive flesh. His tongue continued its relentless assault, swirling and flicking my clit while his fingers pumped in and out of my sopping core. I could feel my juices coating his hand, dripping down my ass, but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he growled again, the vibrations sending shivers through me.
“Three,” he murmured against my skin, his hot breath adding to the sensations spiraling through my body. I whimpered, my fingers tangling in the sheets as I tried to escape the pleasure, but there was no escape. Massacre had me exactly where he wanted me, and he wasn’t letting up.
His tongue stroked and teased, lapping at my essence, and I cried out, my body arching off the bed. “Please, Massacre, I can’t take any more,” I begged, my voice hoarse and breathless. But he merely chuckled, his fingers curling inside me, finding that sweet spot that had me crying out again.
“You can, baby, and you will,” he said, his voice dark and demanding. “I’m not done tasting you, not even close.”
I wanted to protest, to tell him that he’d already devoured me, but the words died in my throat as he sucked my clit into his mouth once more, his fingers working their magic.
My body betrayed me, responding to his every touch, my hips bucking against his face. I could feel the tension building again, coiling tightly within me, and I knew I was hurtlingtowards another climax. “Oh God, Massacre, I’m gonna—” My words turned into a moan as I exploded around him, my juices flowing freely. Massacre groaned his approval, drinking me in, his fingers never still as he milked every last drop from me.
“Four,” he growled, his voice satisfied, but he showed no signs of stopping. His heated breath made me shudder, as his lips clamped around my clit again, quickly sending me over the edge once more.
I didn’t know where reality began and where ecstasy ended, but when he roared out and lowered my body before shoving his cock deep inside my cunt, I barely had enough time to brace myself as he thrust furiously into me. His thrusts were powerful and deep, each one hitting my sweet spot as my pussy clenched around him. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as he filled me completely.
“You like that, baby?” he rumbled, his voice hoarse with desire. “You like feeling my cock inside you?”
I could only moan in response, my body on fire with need. He bent his head to suckle my nipples, his mouth hot and insistent. His tongue swirled and tugged, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my core. I felt him smirk against my skin as he continued to thrust, his hips snapping as he drove into me.
“Your pussy is so tight, wrapped around me so perfectly,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “I’m not gonna last, baby. Gonna fill you up.”
I whimpered, my body on the edge, and then cried out as he bit down gently on my neck, his hips stuttering as he found his release. “That’s five,” he growled, his voice rough with satisfaction.
But he didn’t stop there. He pulled out of me, his eyes dark with desire. “Turn over,” he commanded, his voice brooking no argument.
I did as he asked, my body still trembling from the force of my release. He positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my hips as he lined himself up with my entrance once more. With a snarl, he thrust back into me, filling me completely. “You’re gonna take me like this now,” he said, his hands sliding up my body to grip my shoulders. “Gonna feel me deep.”
I could only cry out my assent. My body still throbbed with pleasure. He gripped my hips, pulling me back to meet his relentless thrusts. “That’s it, baby, take it all,” he commanded, his voice harsh with desire. “You’re gonna come again, aren’t you?”
I could only nod, my breath coming in short gasps as he pounded into me. “Good, I want you to come with my cock deep inside you.” His words sent me spiraling, and I cried out as my body clenched around him, my juices flowing freely.
“That’s it, baby, let go,” he encouraged, his hands tightening on my hips. “Come for me again.”
I obeyed, my body shaking as pleasure washed over me.
“Six,” he growled, his voice satisfied. But he wasn’t done yet.
With a gentle touch, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my thighs. “I told you, this pussy is mine,” he said, his eyes dark with desire. “And I plan to mark it as such.”
I shivered as he lowered his head, his tongue sweeping through my folds possessively. “You taste so fucking good,” he murmured, his thumbs pulling my lips apart to expose the sensitive bud. “And I plan to feast for a while longer.”
I cried out as he sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking and swirling relentlessly. “Please, Massacre, I—” But my words were cut off as he added two fingers to the mix, thrusting them deep inside me.
“Shhh, baby, I know,” he said, his mouth never leaving my core. “But I’m not done yet. I told you, I’m hungry.” And withthat, he delved back into my sopping wet center, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive me to new heights of pleasure.
I could feel my body tensing, coiling tighter and tighter, and I knew I was hurtling towards another climax. “Massacre, please, I—” But my words turned into a moan as he sucked my clit harder, his fingers curling just right.
“That’s seven, baby,” he growled, his voice rough. “Guess what, baby? I’m not—”
Before he could finish what he was about to say, a loud knock on the door reminded us we weren’t alone in the world.
“Amber!” King shouted as he pounded on my door. “What the fuck is Massacre doing in your room?”
Massacre growled, then placed his finger to my lips as he smirked and clearly said in a fake-as-fuck female voice, “Why, I’m getting the best fuck of my life.”
