Page 158 of Sinister Legacy
I crawl back up her body, flip her onto her back, and bend her in half with my hands on the backs of her knees. “Look at your puffy, wet cunt.”
Craning her neck, she looks down at herself, seeing how aroused she is.
“Finger yourself while I fuck your ass,” I order, pressing my cock against her tight exit and sinking inside her slowly.
Everything about her is perfection.
Seeing her covered in dirt, blood, and welts does dangerous things to me. I want my marks everywhere.
“You know I’m fucking crazy about you, right?” I ask when she dips two fingers inside her pussy while biting down on her lip.
“Yes, King.” Her voice is breathy.
“So fucking crazy about you that I will kill anyone who so much as looks at you with lust in their eyes.”
“You can’t go around killing everyone who eyes me up.”
Releasing one leg to press the sharp tip of the knife to her throat, I warn, “I’m just as much of a monster as you. Territorial as fuck and crazy about my girl.”
Her heavy eyes gaze up at me. She’s close.
“And that goes for you, too,” I grit out when the pleasure becomes too much. “If you cheat on me again or get some stupid idea into your head about leaving, I’ll end you.”
Sinking her teeth into her lip in an entirely sexual way, she pushes up on her elbow, forcing me to remove the knife or cut her. She lets me see the dark truth in her blue, now almost black, eyes. “I love it when you sweet-talk me. Trust me, babe, you’ve seen what I’m capable of. If you so much as look at another woman, I will take my axe to you.”
“Fuck,”I groan, my dick pulsing. “You talk so damn dirty.”
Keira keeps her heavy eyes locked on mine while working her fingers faster and harder, pussy juices dripping down to her ass. “You should have had an obsession with a sweet girl, King. This thing between us can only end in death.”
Dropping the knife to the grass, I grab the leash and yank her up to me, kissing her until we’re both breathless. She guides me to sit, then turns around. With her back pressed to me, she lowers her ass back down on my cock and rides me cowgirl.
“I’ll face death any day if it means I get to be buried deep inside you like this.” My hands slide up beneath her sweater and jacket to palm her heavy breasts. I kiss her sweaty neck, biting the sensitive skin.
“I love feeling you in my ass,” she whimpers, her head falling back on my shoulder. “I love that it hurts so fucking good.”
“I loveyou,” I admit, rolling her hard nipples. “I love you so much. I’ll burn in hell for you.”
“Don’t go sweet on me now.” She rolls her hips, grinding against me.
Grabbing the small of her waist, I take over, bouncing her up and down on my throbbing cock to the soundtrack of her sweet moans and my choked grunts.
I come with a roar at the same time she whimpers through her orgasm, rubbing her swollen clit with her small little fingers covered in mud and wet pieces of crushed leaves.
We stay like that—her back crushed to my chest through the layers of our clothes and her boyfriend jeans in a heap on the forest floor.
She breaks the silence first when she begins to laugh. “What the hell am I going to tell, Cassie?”
I chuckle too, kissing her damp neck, the spot where her pulse flutters wildly. “Tell her Little Red Riding Hood veered off the path to grandma’s house.”
“She’ll ask about my cheek. I can’t believe you whipped my face.” Her laughs grow louder and deeper before settling into giggles. “You’re fucking crazy.”
“Are you trying to tell me you didn’t like it?”
“Oh, I loved it. But I don’t know how to explain it away.”
“Maybe a tree branch slapped you in the face.”
“Plausible. But why did I venture into the forest in the first place?”
