Page 18 of Slaughtered Firefly
“Tell me gorgeous, has anyone taken this from you?” My finger circled her asshole, and she froze. “I’ll take that as a no,” I chuckled out as I ran my thumb across the rim of her ass. Her responses intoxicated me. She was amazing in every sense, so strong and beautiful despite our fucked-up situation. My cock lined up with the entrance to her pussy. I rubbed my hardened tip against her folds as my thumb idly circled her ass. The sensational, overwhelming need to plunge into her was mirrored in her desperation as she pushed back against the head of my cock. A silent plea for me to fuck her, but I withheld, building her sensitivity as she tried to get herself off on just my head. “Do you like this baby?” I paused, and she whimpered at the halted action. I waited for her response. She would not be timid withme, and I wouldn’t allow her to be the meek woman that so many had forced her to be, so I waited.
“Cole please,” she whimpered.
“Tell me what you want, baby. Use that pretty little mouth of yours and tell me what you want me to do to you. Tell me you want this,” I urged. Tell me you want me, I thought as I held my stance. I was aching and desired nothing but to be immersed in her, to use her as I saw fit. It was everything I craved, yet I couldn’t have it. This had to be her decision; I would not strip her of her autonomy.
“I need you to fuck me now, I don’t want you to hold back, I need this,” she cried.
Oh, little firefly, what have you done to me?
Her word was my command. It was the last string that snapped in the web I had constructed. The intricate structure of dos and don'ts I had built around her came crumbling down. I slammed into her, sinking into the obsession I’d suppressed. My thumb found a passage into her simultaneously. She yelped at the sudden force, and I almost stopped myself. I was almost a gentleman, almost. The sudden intrusion of my dick as it forcefully sank deeper was musical; she screamed at the speed, the violation, the incursion. Her pussy desperate, trying to force me out, her asshole gripped my thumb in sync, both a spastic mess trying to ward off my cock. Her hands clawed the sheets, and a cynical plea left her lips as tears spattered beneath her. She came, sobbing and squirting; her body betrayed her will as my hips crashed into her repeatedly, the waves of pleasure and pain building into a crescendo.
“Please, Cole I can’t,” she wailed, fighting the orgasmic highs. Her hands found purchase on my thighs, smacking and pushing, trying to shove me off.
“You can, and you will,” I ground out as I slammed into her repeatedly, my rhythm shaking at the death grip around mycock, I could feel her heartbeat racing against my thumb as I pushed her further than she’d ever been.
“You feel so fucking amazing, just hold on a little longer,” I admonished as I worked her and myself into release. My hips gyrate wildly, encouraged by her nonsensical moans and pleas. I was so fucking close, she and I both knew it; my heart raced wildly as I chased her orgasm higher.
I forced her body deeper into the bed as my hand gripped her silky hair. “Cole I–” she wept as my teeth clashed against her clavicle, my lips forming around sucking away the pain as she screamed her release. Spots danced in my vision upon my release. I groaned against her skin as I stilled inside her.
There was no turning back now; I would follow her to the ends of the earth. No, I would descend into hell just to be by her side. Her body was slack against mine, the orgasms too much for her mind to process in the moment. “I love you my firefly,” I whispered as my lips grazed her reddened cheeks.
Present Day—he’s thirty-two
“Get out of my way,”I grunted, shoving a tweaker out of the path as I marched past him. I didn’t feel like keeping others in line today; no, I wanted to start a riot. I was beyond pissed, and worse, I was horny.
I didn’t intend to be angry or have a raging hard-on in an all-male prison, but those were the cards dealt to me this morning. Like clockwork, a courier dropped a cell phone that made its way into the laundry. I had a limited amount of time to review the contents and make sure the product was good. I had been expecting the video footage of the four assholes, theSyns, who were hired to murder in the most gruesome of ways, but what I didn’t expect was the bonus content. There she was, slicked in sweat and glistening with blood, riding a K-bar to kingdom come. Her devilish gaze staring right into my dark soul, teasing the beast out of me, taunting and flaunting her freedom. I watched in awe as my wife disobeyed orders and made this year’s present a memorable one. It was like she remembered I existed, and this would fuck with my mind. She couldn’t divorce me, but she made it her every move to remind me of how badly I messed up. Fuck, I miss her. My attention drifted back to the phone emitting the moans. I didn’t have to look to know that this video was currently being sold on the dark web, raking in sales fast.
The buzzing sound overhead notified me that my time was up, so I stashed the phone in my pocket and left for the chow halls.
I made my way to the table where a bunch of guys were holding court, heads huddled in whispers while others stood on the outskirts looking out for guards. Not that it mattered anyway since the guards were all dirty, and every single one was being paid to look away or threatened to stay in their lanes.
“Move,” I growled out towards the two stick figures that dared to block my path. The hesitant thoughts crossed their minds, but they thought better of it and scurried away like the rats they were.
“Tell your people you’ll get it within the week. Not sooner,” Midas’ voice was firm and final as he leaned back in his chair.
The cartel man across from him looked like he wanted to kill, gripping the edge of the table as he contemplated whether he could shank Midas. I cleared my throat, and both men looked at me. Midas smiled, and the cartel man blanched as realization hit him. He stormed away from the table, red in the face.
“Perfect timing as always my boy, I was just doing a bit of business,” Midas gestured to the now vacant seat, and I sat.
I stared at the man across from me, his hair littered with gray specks, the age lines more prominent around his features, his face as handsome as ever. Obvious his looks were at play when he charmed his way through anything. But right now it wasn’t that disarming smile I stared at; no, it was the ever-present scowl he wore like a constant reminder I would never be good enough. That she only loved him.
“What can I do for you Cole?” Midas’ voice rang out in curiosity.
“We have a problem,” My voice was even as I spoke; the less emotion the better.
“Now why would you bring this news to me today?” The disappointment was seeping into the question as Midas sighed loudly.
“Well,” I started before pausing. I knew that any avenue I chose would lead to my death. I had known that the moment I became trapped when I fell for his daughter. So I swallowed hard, straightened myself and began. “First off, congratulations, this year’s party favors had a spectacular showing, numbers are through the roof and there were even pre-bids for next year…” I trailed off as a group of Russians passed by the table, annoyed that there wasn’t a better place for this conversation.
“But?” Midas’ gruff voice felt like a knee to my groin.
Of course, Midas would expect things to go off without a hitch; he expected sales to increase whether the product was good or not. It sickened me to think of her as a product. Responsibilities of the sick scheme that forced her to be a slave was mine. But that was the bargain struck; she and I both had to pay the piper. I didn’t really think much of it when I suggested we put up our skills on the dark web, but I also wasn’t thatin-tune with tech; I preferred things messy. Another reason I stayed in Midas’ ‘vacation’ home.
“But, we need the lawyer, someone went off script,” my voice was low as I spoke the news. I passed the cellphone to him under the table, and he took it, slipping it into his pocket.
Midas yawned and stood up. I continued to watch him move, and as he turned to walk away. Under his breath he muttered the command, “Do it.”
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