Page 92 of Dreadful
“The chains have you spread out exactly where I want you, and they’ll keep you that way. You’ll have to endure what I do to you, and if you’re a good girl, you might even enjoy it. If not—”
The knife blade suddenly kisses my upper inner thigh. My pulse thrums faster. It’s no longer the blunt end.
“This is your femoral artery. One wrong slice, and you’ll bleed out down this drain. So, which one will you be for me this time? Sweet Tallie? Or a viper? Either way, your life is in my hands. My answers are in yours.”
He drifts the knife’s blunt edge slowly closer and closer to my pussy. The shivers from before are back, and I’m vibrating with anticipation. When he reaches the apex of my thighs, he centers the blade over my entrance with only the thin cotton of my thong to separate us. I don’t dare move, and I try my best to shut off my emotions altogether.
He taps the flat side of the blade over my clit, and I bite back a moan.
“You’re already damp for me, Talia.” I can hear the grin in his voice. “I knew your body craved mine.”
“Go to hell.”
“I plan to. But I’ll take you to heaven before I drag you down with me.” He sniffs deeply. “Fuck, your arousal smells as good as you do.”
The knife trails over my mound, and before I know it, he’s nicked the thin straps of my thong. The material falls like a ribbon to the ground, and cool air licks at my soaking pussy.
“Mia bella, vipera.”
The need in his voice flushes heat through my body. With all my fantasies of murder and revenge, I never entertained one where I would be the star of this kind of show. Sev has been a mystery to me, shocking me at every turn. The way he woke us both up the other night was enough to tune my body to his. I want him despite the fact that we both want to kill each other. Hell, maybe it’sbecausewe both want to kill each other.
He swipes a finger into my core, sending ripples of pleasure through me. The knife’s blunt edge glides along my curves, snagging my sweater dress as he makes his way back to my face. Once he’s in my field of vision, he pops his glistening finger into his mouth and sucks it clean on the way out.
“Delicious, sweet Tallie. So fucking delicious.”
“You’re depraved for hanging women up just to torture them.” Screw the breathy desire dripping from my voice.
“You bring it out of me. I’ve never been depraved like this before. You’re my first. Are you going to give me answers yet?”
I glare at him in answer, and he shrugs. He walks out of my vision and presses the button to start the pulley again. As my body begins to lower, disappointment dampens my excitement. That is, until I realize that I’m notlowering. Sever is turning me upside down.
What the hell?
Once I’m completely inverted, the chains stop. Blood begins to flow to my head, and my dress falls around my waist, leaving my ass and bare pussy exposed to the aging room’s chilly air.
“Severino…”
High above me, he flicks the end of my knife with his fingernail and smiles at me. He lets the metallic ting echo against the hard walls before he speaks. “Are you finally realizing you’re fucked, Talia? No more talking unless it’s answers.”
My mind wants to rebel, but my mouth clamps shut. When he steps closer, the hardening bulge in his jeans is all I can see. I get a front-row seat as he unbuckles his belt one-handed, just like he did when he killed Percy. It slides out of the loops in one fell swoop and my mouth waters. In his next motion, he wraps the belt around his wrist, through the buckle, and tightens it with a jerk of his hand. It hangs long and brushes the floor. My curiosity is through the roof until his free hand goes to his zipper.
I’ve felt how huge he is, but when he unzips and untucks his cock from his boxer briefs, its size shocks me as it hangs heavy, thick, and swollen. It’s just at the right height for me to lick him, but I keep that crazed thought in check. My pussy clenches, though, begging for him to fill me.
He blows warm breath over my soaked opening, making me squirm. It takes a second for my mind to catch up to how he’s positioned us, but when I figure it out, I gulp.
“Here’s what we’re going to do. I promised to fuck the truth from your pretty mouth. If you please me with your answers, I promise to make you come.”
The idea of having this massive thing in my mouth makes me lightheaded. Or maybe it’s from being upside down. Either way, as much as I want to do this to give him pleasure and to piss him off by not giving any answers, I don’t know if I canphysicallydo this.
Before I hyperventilate from either nerves or inversion, his long, strong arm cradles my back and lifts me up. My head and chest are parallel to the ground again, but I’m facing the ceiling this time and my legs are still high. The new position makes the blood that had been rushing to my head slowly drain back to the rest of my body. Warmth washes underneath my skin, and a soft smile crests my lips. Sever shifts so that his head blocks the light. I frown in confusion as I meet his gaze. The knife glints as his index finger brushes a curl out of my eyes.
“Breathing will get harder at this angle, but I’ll be watching you for any cues that it gets too much for you, and you’ll have two options at your disposal to tell me yourself.”
“Okay…”
“The first is a safe motion. I’ll give you the tip of my belt and you’ll yank on it if you need me to stop. You should have just enough freedom of movement to give me the safe motion so that I can get you out of the position if you want me to.”
Annoyance makes me snap back. “What do you care? Aren’t you trying to torture information from me? Do your worst, Severino Luciano.”
