Page 88 of An Unexpected Ascension
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Then use me, Angel. Use me as he used you.”
She chases my lips, tearing into them with vicious fervor, her nails raking down my chest like claws. The sting ignites my skin, but the only ache I feel is between my legs.
Blood dripsdown my temple mixing with the sweat beading along my brow. My knees dig into the dust coated floor as I catch my breath. With my wrists tied behind my back, I give myself to her freely.
My eyes linger on her naked form, standing tall before me,anticipating the next wave of pain. Something I’ve grown accustomed to over the years, yet never enjoyed more.
Slowly, she lowers herself onto my cock, wrapping her arms around my neck. I let her set the pace, her thighs flexing with each movement. Her head falls back between her shoulders, those jade eyes squeezing shut as she hums her approval.
Yes, I let her take me, use me for her own pleasure well into the night. Despite the blistering pain searing my ribs or the pounding in my head, I buck my hips as much as she allows. Her moans like a remedy to the wounds wracking my body.
After every thundering punch, every bloody scrape of skin, every laceration... the worst of it lies in the way she brings me to the edge of ecstasy, only to steal it away time and time again. Until my bones tremble with desperation, until I’m begging for relief.
There’s a familiarity in the way she lashes out at me, tears glimmering against her flush cheeks. Watching her rid herself of the rage that festers reminds me of myself, when really it should remind me of another Fentonelli, but all I see is her.
Dragging her hand between her thighs she finds bliss, using me to bring her to the height of pleasure. She pulses and clenches around me, nearly forcing me right off that never-ending cliff, but alas she tears her body away, leaving me engorged and aching and terribly heavy between my legs.
“Please!” I find myself begging.
She stands before me, chest heaving with quick breaths. To my displeasure, she bends down, releasing the bindings around my wrists to set me free.
“This is Hell after all, isn’t it?” she whispers in my ear.
Her little taunt strikes right through the center of my cock, the beast twitching in response. Another bit of torture.
“Heal this,” she thrusts her wrist in my face, “and I’ll help you relieve... that.”
Her eyes drink in the angry appendage between my thighs, the piece of me she abused more than anything tonight.
Desperate, I’m quick to relent, my hand clutching her forearm and sealing the wound from the other night. She smirks, liking the sight of me on my knees way too much, but damn if I don’t like it either.
“Now,” I demand, my fist clenching my cock.
“What’s the magic word?” She grips a handful of my hair, yanking my head back, her face watching my own twist with a salacious fury.
“Please.”
“Good boy.”
She pulls me to my feet, lowering herself now, her luscious lips wrapping around the head of my cock. That warm, wet tongue of hers laps over the tip, her hands cupping my balls. I can’t stop the groan of appreciation that slips from my mouth.
It takes no time at all, and the second I nudge the back of her throat, I’m spending myself inside of it. I don’t dare let her move, my hand pressing tightly to the back of her head, choking her on me. She heaves and gags, but holy Hell, I’ve died all over again. Lost in this blessed mindlessness of pure pleasure.
“Fuck!”
Those nails dig into the flesh of my thighs, pushing, trying to gain freedom, but I need another minute. It’s when I feel her hand ascend between them that I finally rip her off me, not ready to feel those nails where they would hurt the most.
She wipes at her mouth, saliva coating the back of her forearm.
Chapter 28
The Angel
Drinking in the stale air of this decrepit house, I trail my eyes over the rigid planes of the demon’s contracting abdomen. Then up over his chiseled chest, his strained neck, veins bulging and writhing beneath his damp skin. His eyes are enraged with a hunger I’ve never seen on any man before. They sear into me, scorching me with an unspoken curse that will last eternity.
“What?” I finally snap.
