I tried to move, but the metal bit into my wrists. I wanted to be the one that did that for him. “Haven’t you done that enough over the years?”
“Once more.” He bit back a groan. “To show you that you’re mine.” His hand moved faster. “Forever. Fuck.” His first shot landed on my stomach. The second on one of my breasts. Shot after shot dripping down my torso.
His chest rose and fell as he looked down at me. His eyes were darker. And more intense than before. His gaze fell to my neck.
I tilted my head to the side. This felt like my chance. “You’re mine. Forever,” I said his words back to him.
He continued staring at the side of my neck.
“You already made a mess, Callum.” I looked down at my stomach. “What’s one more?” I pictured the blood spilling down my neck if he bit me.
He grabbed his discarded shirt and wiped his cum off my stomach.
Gah, that wasn’t what I was asking for. “Please.”
He leaned forward, placing a cold kiss against the side of my neck. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Emma. You’ll feel tortured for eternity.” His teeth lightly grazed my flesh.
I tilted my head back even more. “You don’t have to be tortured anymore, Callum. You have me.”
He kissed my neck again instead of biting it.
“Forever,” I said. “Keep me forever this time.”
He groaned. “Forever is only supposed to be one lifetime.”
“Forever is whatever we want it to be.” God, I wanted him to bite me as much as I wanted him to fuck me again.
“I’ll lose control.” He kissed my neck again.
“You won’t.” He’d bitten my finger when we first met. He’d bitten my lip. He’d tasted my blood and he’d never once lost control. He was right when he said this was my fantasy. I loved when he bit me. I needed it almost as much as I need his fingers, his mouth, his cock.
His breath was cold on my neck. “I’m so fucking hard again just thinking about it.”
I looked down at his erection. I tilted my hips, pressing my wetness against him. “You like this better than biting me, right?”
He groaned.
“You won’t lose control if you’re deep inside of me.”
He shifted forward, pressing into me again.
“Please, Callum.” I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for anymore.
But then his lips fell to my neck again.
“Just one bite,” I pleaded.
He kissed the side of my neck. “You’re asking me to give in to my demons.”
I moaned. “Just one bite.”
“Just one bite, Emma?” He kissed up the side of my neck. “Just one taste?”
God, yes.
“It’s just going to turn me on even more.” He slammed into me harder.
“Just focus on that feeling.”