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“Fuuucckkkk… yeah. You’re so goddamn tight.” He pulls back and thrusts even harder, ripping me open, but with my mangled tongue I can’t do more than groan as he brutalizes me. “Bleeding already, Trix? Guess these sun bitches didn’t like to try out your ass, huh?”

Go to hell.

I don’t deserve this. I’m above this, and as soon as Lakyn finishes I’m going to slit his fucking throat and bathe in his blood. Then I can rebuild this place and bury this darkness six feet under along with Lakyn Meyer.

FOURTEEN

Gods In the Desert pt. 2

LAKYN

The way this bitch is struggling, howling, and bucking makes me fuck her even harder. Once upon a time, Beatrix St. Germain was the one thing I always wanted, and now that I have her, it seems like a waste of a good fuck.

That doesn’t mean I’m going to let her off easy.

“L… a… k—”

“Shut up,” I bark at her as I raise her hips, grab a fistful of her hair, and keep thrusting my dick into her hole. She should be fucking honored that I’m the kind of man that keeps my word, otherwise she never would have had the chance to experience me like this.

Trixie tries to clench as best as she can to try and do me some damage, but I let go of her hip and punch her in the back of her head to get her to relax. She lets out a pained moan as I burrow even deeper, the blood coating my dick adding a nice touch to my finally getting the one thing I know I earned so many years ago.

A bead of sweat rolls down the side of my face as I thrust harder and faster. I can feel myself getting close, and since this is always about me and neverthem,I couldn’t care less if she gets hers.

“You about ready to feel the glory of the Light fill you, bitch?” I snarl as I dig my fingers into her flesh.

She’s crying at this point, but it’s mixed with strange mewls of pleasure. Half-light, half-Satanic wannabe, all wrapped up in a tiny little package.

What more could a guy ask for?

A few more thrusts of well-placed rage and I let out a low growl as I fill her ass with my cum.

My breath comes in short pants and a chuckle escapes me. She probably thinks I’m done now, but I’ve waited far too long for this moment to just let it pass so damn quickly.

I shove Trixie away from me and look down at my dick. A smile begins to creep across my lips as I figure she could do with one last humiliation before she goes to the Light or whatever.

Reaching down, I roughly turn her onto her back and laugh when I see her tear-stained face, red with pain, and somehow still stark with the hope that she’ll live to see Ichabod again.

But she doesn’t deserve that.

Not after becoming a Sun Fucker and breaking his heart by not remembering him. The one fucking life that she destroyed still hinging on the hope of her fixing it—thatis a privilege she doesn’t deserve.

“Now, suck my dick nice and clean. You know I can’t go back to Ichabod with any evidence on me, and if you’re thinking of biting me, just know that I’m thinking of snapping your neck,” I tell her with a grin.

When she doesn’t make a move toward true glory, I shrug and move to straddle her, then shove my cock down her throat.

Trixie gags instantly, her eyes widen, and she begins to sputter for air, her hands wildly swatting at my legs.

“You’re such a pussy,” I say in a thick voice. “You really don’t deserve to experience me anymore than you already have.”

She closes her eyes tightly as a sob escapes her, and I lean down to place a hand on her forehead. I keep thrusting my cock in and out of her mouth, laughing each time I hit the back of her throat and making her gag.

Sure, I’ve had better, but either way, the evidence is being disposed of and that’s all I could really ask for.

Suddenly, I feel Trixie’s teeth attempting to bear down on me, causing me to pull out immediately. I shake my head and laugh, slapping her forehead with the palm of my hand to get her to look at me.

“You know that wasn’t a good idea, right?” I tease with a smirk.

“I want to see Ichabod,” she sobs, covering her face with her hands.

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