Page 6 of Cursed Desires
“Oh, merciful Lord,” Salem breathes.He reaches forward to trail his fingers through my hair and along my scalp.Then he takes hold with a vicious grip, causing bolts of lightning to whisper along my nerve endings as sweet, bright, pain blossoms like flowers in spring in the wake of his clawed touch.
I moan around him, enjoying the feral delight of subtle ownership and punishment as I worship at the black altar of his hard flesh.
“What a good girl you are,” he purrs, his praise intoxicating as he forces my head down roughly, before yanking it back up again.Then, with his hands holding either side of my head, he jerks himself with my mouth, forcing me up and down, using me like a meat puppet to sate his own deviant and cursed desires.
Lost in the moment, I reach down between my own legs to play with my clit as he exerts his control, using me as he wills.His cock slams into the back of my throat repeatedly, and I revel in the heady feeling of being used and abused.My own release builds frenetically within me, fizzing in my belly, before spearing all the way down to my toes like wildfire following a trail of dry tinder.My cunt begins to contract, wave after wave of gasping ecstasy rippling through me.A prolonged moan escapes my lips as I shiver and shudder in its brutal aftermath, squeezing my thighs tightly together to increase the wicked pressure just a little while longer.
“I didn’t give you permission to come, my pretty,” warns Salem, his golden gaze hard and unkind, almost frightening me for a moment.“And now you’ll choke for it,” he promises darkly.
Chapter Six
Idon’t think so, I muse.But then the vicious onslaught begins and I’m not so sure.Salem grips my head even more firmly between his hands like a vise and slams my mouth down over his cock, holding himself there, nice and deep, utterly unforgiving.I writhe against my own orgasm and the claustrophobic sensation of having my face pressed down hard into his hot groin.He allows me to suck in a single, stolen breath and I gasp, before he violently slams me down again, forcing himself all the way into my throat, well past my gag reflex and to the point of true asphyxiation.
My eyes water and tears of exertion stream down my cheeks in frustration and denial.I won’t choke.I won’t choke, I coach myself.But as Salem continues to fuck my face without reprieve, darkness begins to encroach on my vision and I see sparkling, dancing stars.Oh, my Goddess, maybe he’s going to be the one who really does it!Is he going to kill me?Death by cock.Sweet Goddess!
Salem groans and moans, gritting his teeth as his legs stiffen and his claws dig into my scalp, causing blood to trickle beneath my hair line.He drives into me brutally, seemingly forgetting I’m a woman of flesh and bone ...as though I’m nothing more than a mindless sex toy.And then it happens, mercifully, like an answered prayer—with a final shouted curse of pleasure—he blows his hot and sticky load deep down my throat.
With my consciousness swimming in and out, threatening to elude me completely, I swallow mechanically with every ounce of willpower I have left in reserve, one congealed mouthful after another, trying desperately all the while to reclaim my breath around him.Then everything goes dark...
I gasp, sucking in a lung full of air as if I’m drawing my first breath from beyond the grave.A hacking cough rips through me, and I roll over on the bed, no longer on my knees.I clutch desperately at my heaving chest, my reddened eyes still watering.“Holy shit,” I breathe, my other hand resting on my clammy forehead as my mind—and the room—spins.“What the fuck just happened?”I cough again, clearing my airway, the taste of cum still thick on my tongue.
Salem leisurely lays beside me, stroking his still-erect cock.“You blacked out,” he says simply, his voice a delicious, knee-weakening mix of midnight and gravel.“I thought I’d let you regain consciousness before I fucked you again.It seemed the polite thing to do.”His long tail casually curls and uncurls behind him, hinting at his restrained patience.
I laugh at the absurdity of his statement after our unhinged, wild sex the previous night.“Since when do you respect personal boundaries at all?”I manage when my laughter dies down and I manage to catch my breath again.
“Like you have any?”he drawls salaciously.“You’re my mewling little witch bitch, and you know it, Mara.You love being used and fucked to within an inch of your life.You literally get off on it.”
I blush bright crimson and chew on my lips.I can’t deny it—and he knows it.“Well, fuck you,” I retort.
“Gladly.Come here so I can fill this pretty little pussy with my cursed seed.”Salem slides off the bed, pulling me to the edge by my ankles as if I’m as light as a rag doll, and not a curvy, freckled red head.With my ass on the end of the mattress, he lines his cock up and surges forward without warning, burying his impressive length and girth easily inside me with one swift, balls-deep motion that has his sac slapping my ass cheeks a heartbeat later.
“Oh, my Goddess!”I cry out, grabbing fistfuls of blanket as he stretches me without mercy.I swear sex has never felt as good as it does with my cursed cat.
He thrusts his pelvis like a well-oiled machine, jack-hammering the shit out of my poor, needy pussy.“You’re mine, Mara Coleman and I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk,” he snarls with delectable, sinful promise.“And then, I’m going to fuck you some more.I’ll take advantage of you while you’re weak and spent.I’ll make you love every damn cum-soaked second.And soon you’ll be begging me to up the stakes.Maybe I’ll see if one of those nice, thick, spiral candles from your altar will fit up that tight little asshole of yours?”
And as my insides are pulverized, his firm sac slapping erotically against my puckered ass, I wholeheartedly believe him.And I can’t help but wonder what other things we might explore together.If I had known there was a possessive, cursed cat lurking in Salem hungry for a pussy of his own I would have tried summoning a familiar thesecondI came of age.But it doesn’t matter, ultimately.Salem is as much mine as I am his now, and I have no intention of ever letting him go.
