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My blood smeared on our lips as I kissed her. That only seemed to heighten the intensity. My hips moved vigorously as I drove into her. Nothing had ever felt better than sinking into her warm, wet pussy.
Gripping a handful of my hair, Luna pulled tight. Her other hand continued to slash gashes into my back. I clutched her throat tight, choking off her airflow. Watching her face turn red. I eased off before she passed out, enjoying the way she drew a shaky breath into her lungs.
As I pulled my hand away, Luna viciously sank her teeth into the meaty part of my lower palm. “You’re a crazy fucker, aren’t you, Casper? You like everything violent, don’t you? Even me.”
Sweet fairy-like Luna followed up by using her grip on my hair to jerk my head back. Rising a few inches off the bed, she leaned in to aggressively bite my neck. The resulting growl I made low in my throat surprised her. She pulled back to gaze at me in awe.
Did she realize she was teasing a caged beast? One I may not be able to contain if she kept that shit up. Although I couldn’t say, I hated it. Quite the opposite.
I moved on autopilot. Pulling out of her long enough to grab a hold of her and flip her over. With Luna on her knees, I grabbed her neck from behind, shoving her face into the mattress while I thrust into her. My other hand landed against her ass in a resounding smack that echoed through the small room.
Her cries were muffled. She struggled against my hold, but I kept her pinned beneath me. Watching my cock disappear inside her unleashed my inner monster. I pounded her hardenough too press her further into the blankets. Reaching around to tease her swollen clit, I lost my mind a little.
Luna’s body twitched with every stroke of my fingers over her clit. I fucked her with an intensity that surprised even me. Fisting a handful of her hair, I jerked her head up, allowing her to breathe.
“Casper,” she moaned, shoving back against my cock, taking it as deep as possible. “You’re a fucking maniac. Fuck me harder. Faster. I need to come.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. The impact of my body against hers would no doubt leave us both sore tomorrow. I didn’t care. I pinched her clit, making her shriek before rubbing it again, using her juices to make it slippery. When Luna made a noise that was more animal than human, I knew she was getting close.
My balls tightened as my own release drew near. I fought to hold it back, not willing to let go until I felt her pussy spasm with orgasmic contractions. Hearing her gasp my name as she struggled for every breath almost sent me over the edge.
Her entire body shuddered as orgasm hit. Luna came with a cry that surely could be heard down the hall. Her pussy gripped me tight, drawing forth my release. I came inside her without a second thought, filling her with my cum. I’d used condoms with previous partners. Not once had I considered that with Luna. I needed to see my cum drip from her lovely pussy.
Only when every last climactic wave had receded did I withdraw. I took a moment to appreciate the view. Her perfect ass on display, my cum beginning to drip from her. Scooping some onto my finger, I wrapped an arm on her waist, jerking her against me. As I pressed my finger into her mouth, her tongue darted out to lick it clean.
She was such a good fucking girl. I needed her to know.
Turning Luna around so she faced me, I put one hand to my chin, bringing it down against my other hand, both palms up, followed by sliding my thumb along my jawbone. She motioned for me to do it again, so I did.
“Did you just call me a good girl?” Her flushed face lit up when I nodded. “Do it again.”
Happy to oblige, I did the sign two more times. She’d clearly been putting in time with the lessons. A surge of joy had me crushing her in my embrace, pulling her down against me on the bed.
Luna snuggled in close. While we savored the afterglow, she traced the tattoos on my arm with a finger, outlining the eye sockets of a grinning skull. Her touch felt nice. Calming. I soon found myself starting to drift off. Absolutely content there with her.
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when she sat up. Reluctantly, I let her disentangle herself from my grasp. Luna reached for her phone, checking the time before opening the screen to look for notifications.
“I need to clean up a little. I won’t be long.” Leaving her phone behind, Luna slid off the bed, closing herself in the tiny bathroom.
I considered it a good sign that she hadn’t told me to leave. Before her phone screen could go dark, I snatched up the device. I wasn’t sure I’d get a chance like this, but since I had, I had to take it.
It didn’t take long to install an app on her phone that would allow me to track it from my own device. There were also apps that would allow me to read her text messages and listen to voicemails. However, I chose not to invade her privacy that way. I merely wanted to be able to track her location. To know she was safe.
Knowing that her ex-boyfriend had been reaching out definitely tempted me to take it farther. Since I already had a camera in her dorm room and a tracker on her phone, I decided that was enough for now.
I dropped the phone right back where she left it. Adjusting her pillow beneath my head, I waited patiently for her to return. We’d gone too far to ever turn back now. I would never let her go.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
LUNA
I took a few minutes by myself in the washroom to decompress. What the hell just happened? One moment I was slapping Casper for bringing me Tony’s finger. The next I was on the bed beneath him, having my mind utterly blown.
After getting cleaned up, I washed my hands and splashed some water on my face. Studying my reflection in the mirror, I found bruises beginning to form on my throat in the shape of his fingers. Along with a mark from him sucking and biting at my skin. A quick inspection of the rest of my body showed more random bruises and handprints.
Casper’s possessive intensity scared the crap out of me. At the same time, it made me giddy in a ridiculously smitten way. I felt safe with him. Maybe that’s what scared me. Because I knew what he was capable of and the things that he’d done. And still, I went to pieces in his arms.
I was proud of myself for understanding the sign language better now. Even though it was only simple sentences so far. I’d been spending every spare minute online doing lessons. More than ever I felt determined to learn.
