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I am fucked up.
“Madden?” she asks, and I raise my chin to her. She smiles as she slips into the room, closing the door behind her. When she spins around, I can see she's wearing a little red dress that hugs all her curves.
Fuck. “Are ye my gift?” I ask her, itching to get my hand on one of my blades. Red is, after all, the sweetest color.
She grins, and all the blood rushes to my cock. I lean forward and rest my elbows on my thighs as she does a little spin.
“Fuck, this is the best birthday ever,” I tell her, knowing it was important to her to celebrate. And I want her to know, even if I’m fucked up, I do appreciate the shit she does. She keeps all the demons away. And I don’t want to kill someone when she’s around. She calms me, even if I want to mark her with my blood. And fuck her until she can’t scream my name no more. Then start all over again. Brand her as mine.
“Do I get to unwrap ye now?” I ask, licking my lips. I want to taste her.
She backs up a few paces and drops her bag to the floor. “Put on some music, Madden. I have a special birthday dance for you.”
I grab my phone, tempted to take a photo of her, but don’t want Keagan to hack my phone and find it when I tell him what I got for my birthday. This is all for me.
I pull up my streaming app and type in “stripper songs” and Britney Spears’s ‘Gimme More’ pumps out of my speakers. I watch as she cocks a brow at the choice of song. I don’t think it will go down well if I tell her what playlist I just found that on. I thought she might like it. I don’t care what song it is...I just wanna see what Bella is going to do.
I watch as she starts to sway her hips. Her heels are red and at least six inches high.Fuck.She’s a dirty dream.
She runs her hands up the side of her body as she swings her hips to the beat. I lean back in my chair and shift my hardening cock. She knows what she’s doing. Someone has been practicing this little dance for me, and I bite my lower lip to stop myself from grabbing her and fucking her right here.
She lowers the zipper on her dress until it drops to the floor and pools around her heels. She steps over the fabric and comes closer to me, wearing a red and silver lace bodysuit.
I bite my lip harder, and the taste of blood stirs something deep within me.
My second favorite color is that of my blades...silver and red. This girl knows me too well. I hope she knows she playing with fire, as I want to introduce her to my favorite blade.
She drops to her hands and knees and swings her hair around.
“Fuck, Bella,” I growl out and I watch the small smirk form on her lips as she knows how hard she’s got me. I can’t wait. I move swiftly, grabbing her by her arms and hauling her onto my lap. She doesn’t say anything. She just giggles.
I give her ass a thwack and tilt my head. It’s a thong bodysuit. I run my rough palm down between her breasts to her lace-covered slit. She bends back, pressing her perfect tits my way.
“Is this my gift?” I trace the lace around her hard nipples and she hums. I wrap my fingers around her throat and pull her untnil her eyes are on me. Those dark eyes of hers in the small light of the room are wild.
I feel her...in my chest.
“Yes, this is your gift.” She bites her lip, waiting for my response.
I pull out my blade, and where women before have been scared at the sight, her eyes light up just a little, and I know she’s right for me. I might be fucked up and broken, but this girl has wormed her way into my soul and taken up a spot there next to the guys and Lily.
Fuck. When did that shit happen? I blink the thoughts away. I need to see my gift. I use my blade to slice the straps off the bodysuit, and her eyes widen.
“What are you doing? I can take it off.”
I grin and I see her shiver. “I’m unwrapping my present.” I press the end of my blade to the middle of her chest where the lace starts, and I watch as her breathing speeds up.
It’s sharp. I could slice through paper with any of my blades. But she doesn’t back away from me. She waits for me. I slowly and gently slice through the lace, and it parts as I move the blade down to her belly. She lets out a small hiss, and I see I have nicked her belly button.
My cock jerks at the sight of red. I lean in and light up the small drop of blood and taste her on my tongue.
When I look back into her eyes, she’s watching with fascination. She isn’t disgusted. She’s...curious.
She grabs my knees and arches back, exposing herself to me. I run my fingertips along the exposed flesh and tug on the lace and it rips under my fingers, exposing the junction between her thighs.
I dip my finger through her folds and groan at how wet she is.
“Ye want you pussy stuffed with my cock, sweetheart?” I ask, grabbing her tit and squeezing it tightly as I nip at the perky pink nipple.
