Page 23 of Game of Hell
After a beat of silence, I feel myself falling asleep. The sound of chains rattling teases the back of my mind, but the haze takes over. This place makes me tired, drained.
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DAY TWO
CHAPTER TWELVE
Ronan
“I longed for a taste, just one small drop that would challenge me forever.”
My nails dig into her thighs as I lap at her sweet juices. My neck cranes and my knees are the only thing holding me up as I devour her. Her body sways blissfully with the chains, unaware of my dark intentions.
She’s deep in slumber, her body unconscious and vulnerable to me. She’s bare and beautiful and the red marking her skin makes her a temple for so much more. She’s made for me.
I sink my thumb into her tight ass. The puckered hole tightens from the odd intrusion but I push it down to the knuckle. A light moan leaves her lips as I swirl my tongue over her swollen bud. My piercings graze the delicate skin creating more friction for her enjoyment.
Her sweet sounds make my cock harden in my pants but I ignore it for now. I’ll have my turn later.
I push the jagged glass I broke off the mirror she found into her side, carving my name into her gorgeous tan skin. Her body leaks a bright crimson and the sight makes the darkness in me coil into destruction.
Fuck, she’s mine.
I part her folds with my other hand and insert two fingers into her glistening pussy, turning the pain into pleasure. I shift my hand as I finish off the last letter of my name. My name on her is fucking beautiful. She’ll remember me—this exact moment andI’ll always be a whisper in the back of her mind. A temptation she’d wish she never indulged in.
I move my lips from her clit to the blood seeping down her legs. I lap at it like it's the last thing I’ll ever drink. The bitter sweetness enters my taste buds and I groan. At this moment, these feelings make me think she’ll be the final girl. The girl I take home and devour every day for the rest of my life. I want to tell her how fucking delicious her pussy is but I also want to break her beyond recognition. She won’t be able to tell who she is by the time I’m done—she’ll be lost without me.
She’ll be programmed for me and only me..
I curl my fingers deep in her pussy and she lifts her hips, meeting each stroke. Her juices soak my hand and drip onto the floor, along with the bright red blood trailing down her leg. I watch as she comes undone. Her body strains against the chains and her legs shake with undeniable pleasure. I continue taking from her, shoving my fingers deep and kissing along her inner thigh. Her pussy convulses and her head falls back in pure bliss as she orgasms.
“Ronan.” She moans and her eyes meet mine in the dim room.
Her breathing is loud as she takes in my position below her. She tugs on the chains and her eyes go wide in realization. Her body swings back and forth as she tries to free herself from me.
“What the hell.” She yells and kicks her feet out. I stand up right before one meets my cheek and smirk. A taunting look crosses my features as she lifts her head to meet my eyes.
I have her right where I want her.
“What are you doing, Ronan? Why am I up here?” Panic settles in her voice and she struggles to get each word out. “Get me down, now.” She grates.
Her eyes hold a fire that's quite different from before. I tilt my head as I watch her panic—she’s afraid of being confined, interesting. Her toes barely graze the floor to keep her up andher arms are high up above her head. Her eyes shake with hysteria as I stare at her.
“Ronan, I’m not playing, I’m going to kick your goddamn ass if you don't get me down. You think everything is a fucking game.” She seethes and I laugh.
I laugh because she thinks she's in any position to tell me what to do? To yell out threats that she won’t hold up, how fucking cute.
I hold the glass up to her exposed breast, right underneath the supple flesh. Her eyes glisten with the shine of the blade and her lips quiver as I sink it into her skin.
“Are you in any position to threaten me, Little Devil? If I'm seeing this right, I’ve got you exactly where I want you.” A hiss leaves her lips as I pull the glass out, blood trickles from the gash and down her stomach.
“You’re a sick fuck, you know that? This is insane.” Tears glisten in her eyes and my smile only widens as I breathe in her fear.
She balls her hands into fists, but doesn’t say anything else. I stare at her; savoring the way she looks, remembering every detail because this will all be over in 46 hours. Her secrets, her body, and deep down her heart will be mine. I’ll take it and ruin her with it.
“I think it’s about time I taught you a few things, hmm?” I hum and lean closer to her. I bring the glass up to her cheek and trace the sharp outline of her jaw.
“This mouth of yours has got you in a lot of trouble.” I tap the glass on her lips and she flinches. Her tears fall freely now, drenching her face but she doesn’t waver. Her gaze remains stoic as she looks at me.
