Page 35 of His Ruthless Obsession

His hand leaves my hair, traveling down to curl around my neck and squeeze until I see stars clouding my vision.

“No one can even give you what I can give you. Remember that.”

I try to nod against his grip, my throat still sore. I swallow painfully, my mouth watering from wanting to reward him. I want to see his face twist in pleasure from my tongue, his cum dribbling down my throat because of how I gagged on his shaft.

I gasp at the memories, feeling another climax just on the horizon. My body already tensing to prepare for how earth shattering it will be.

Killian lets go of me and presses me back down onto the desk, repositioning us so that my legs are further spread apart, and my ass is perked up in the air for him. Under me, he unlocks one of the drawers and pulls it open, rummaging around through it.

I take the second of reprieve and wipe a hand over my cheeks, feeling the remnants of tears coating the back of my hand. My last orgasm made me cry.

It had felt so good that it hurt.

Killian grabs something out of his desk and slams the drawer shut again. I jump when I feel some kind of object tickle my ass cheek. Without warning, he dips whatever he found between them and presses it against my asshole.

I freeze in place, not knowing what he’s planning.

“Relax,” he tells me in a gentle voice that surprises me. “It won’t hurt.”

He rubs the object around my pussy next, teasing me like he had with his cock, and he presses against it once more.

I grit my teeth, feeling my shoulders tense up.

“Just relax.” The thrusts inside me slow down to become deep, long strokes that make my toes curl.

I arch my back, not being able to help how my body contorts to him as he perfectly strokes my inside walls. I don’t know how he does it, but it feels just like heaven.

I moan, leaning my head back.

“That’s my girl. Just like that.”

He presses the object into my ass, sliding it carefully inside of me until I let out a small gasp.

“Mmm, I can’t wait to fill this hole up too.”

I crane my neck around to see what he’s decided to fuck my ass with, but I am completely shocked to see the sharp end of a blade sticking out of me. He holds the blade carefully between his hands, gently moving it so as not to cut either of us in the process.

He looks so incredibly sexy.

I roll my hips gently back into his, catching his attention, because now I’m a little scared.

“Oh, you like both of your holes filled up like that, Nella?”

I nod at him.

“You’re making my mouth water when you look at me like that.”

I nod again, loving the way his words caress every inch of me, inside and out. I turn back around, propping myself up on my hands and spread my legs farther apart for him. He shoves the hilt of the knife in deeper, making me gasp when I feel cool metal ghost over my skin.

“Fuck. You take that so well. I can’t wait to bury my cock there soon.”

I can’t wait either.

Killian grips my hip with his free hand, burying himself deep inside of me until I tighten around him and orgasm again. I hold on to the side of the desk, not wanting to let my body jerk around too much or else I might cut myself.

He pulls the hilt out of me and tosses it onto the desk beside me.

My wetness coats the handle.

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