Page 46 of Madness

“Open wider. Take all of me like the good little slut you are.” I grunted. “I’m going to coat that pretty throat with my cum.” She moaned like that’s exactly what she wanted me to do.

I dug my fingers into her scalp, her silky hair trapped in my hands as I fucked her mouth. I couldn’t take my gaze away from her. Her wintery eyes lightened as more tears poured from them, mixing with the drool slipping from her chin. The porcelain skin on her cheeks was flushed.

She looked scared and enthralled. Caught in my trap. So fucking pure, waiting to be tainted by me.

She sucked hard, and I spilled everything into her. My vision grayed, and my world narrowed to Kincaid. All I saw was her. Her creamy skin, her soft hair, her swollen lips, her tiny body worshiping at my feet.

I came harder than I ever had before. I pushed to the back of her mouth until she was choking on me. White streaks poured from her mouth, and she cried, but I didn’t stop until there was nothing left. With the merciless hold on her hair, I forced her head to stay in place.

My chest rose with ragged breaths as I finally pulled my still semi-hard cock from her lips. I wasn’t sure how that was possible since it felt like she sucked every last drop from my body.

“Swallow it all.” I saw the soft look in her eyes as I watched her throat work. Something about the movement, or maybe it was the knowledge of what she was swallowing, soothed the demon inside me.

Just like the last time, touching Kincaid calmed me. I let go of the hold on her hair, but only to place her on my thigh. Her cheek resting on me. I brushed my fingers through the silky strands as I stared down at her.

What was it about this girl? How could she do this to me? How could I want her again so soon? Why did I want to ruin her just as much as I wanted to protect her?

The pads of my fingers traced the delicate lines of her face. Over her cheek, her nose, lingering on her swollen, red lips. There was a drop of cum clinging to the corner, and I wiped it away. Kincaid grabbed my wrist and brought it to her lips. Her soft tongue poked out and licked my thumb clean.

Her eyes sparkled, and the demon roared to life again. I didn’t like that look from her. She wasn’t supposed to be softening. She was supposed to be breaking.

She’d played me. She thought she could make me come, and she’d gain the upper hand. This fucking innocent dove thought she could suck me off, and I’d leave her alone.

“On your feet.” I commanded. “It’s time for your punishment.”

“Wh-what?” She stammered, and the tremor in her voice had my cock at full attention again. “I didn’t earn any tonight.”

I traced my fingers down her face again until my hand wrapped around her delicate neck. One snap, and I could end her life. Her pulse beat beneath my fingers in time with my own. She lived because she hadn’t broken for me yet. That was the only reason. I tried to convince myself that’s what this was.

I caressed her skin, and she smiled at me like she thought she’d gotten away with it. I squeezed. Kincaid choked, and her hands clawed at my wrists. It was a wasted effort.

“Yes, you did. You sucked my cock and swallowed my cum, so I wouldn’t touch you.” She shook her head as much as my hold would allow. “You thought you could trick me. Take control. But that won’t be happening.”

I stood and forced her to her feet with my hold on her neck. I dropped my hands to her hips, and she sucked in harsh breaths, no doubt the rush of oxygen making her body tingle. I turned her around and attacked the zipper of her dress. I ripped the fabric from her body. I stripped her of the black lace bra and thong I’d bought, throwing them all on the floor at our feet.

Cazzo,her skin seemed to glow like she had an inner light that lit her. I could see her body shaking with each deep breath she took. I loved the terrifying tremor in her limbs. Just to confuse her and fuck with her mind, I gently brushed my fingertips up her spine. Reveling in her graceful body under my hold.

I brought my lips to her shoulder, my tongue coming out to taste her. She shivered before I sank my teeth in. Kincaid cried out as I left my mark on her. Her cry was the best thing I’d ever heard.

“Turn around.” Her body shook as she turned to face me.

This was the first time I saw her fully naked. I’d seen parts of her, felt her, but this sight was more than I envisioned. I could see her blue veins making a path along her skin. Her nipples were pink and tight, begging for me to torture them. She was soft and curvy in all the right places.

So gorgeous.

So fragile.

So pure.

Kincaid was smart enough not to hide from me. I stared at her for long minutes letting her apprehension heighten her body’s response. I saw her arousal dripping down her thighs as she rubbed them together. Her pulse went crazy as my gaze lingered.

“Maddox?” She whispered. Why did I like the sound of my name coming from her mouth? I wanted her to say it all the time. I wanted her to scream it. Moan it. Die with it on her lips.

“Merda,say my name again.” I growled.

Her eyes came to mine, and whatever she saw in them scared her. She stepped back, and her ass collided with the table. Glasses tipped over and rolled to the floor, but I didn’t care.

“Say my fucking name or get on the table for your punishment.”

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