Page 39 of The Truths We Seek

"You're so beautiful when you bleed for me." Her moan turns to a gasp as I drop to my knees and bring my mouth to her tit, sucking on her nipple and filling my mouth with crimson essence.

In a fantasy world, I'd be a vampire and she'd be my only source of nourishment.

"Rory, oh my God." Quinn's moan only makes me suck harder and when she brings her hands to my head and pulls me even closer, I decide that my dick has been patient long enough.

That thought is obliterated when I pull away, ready to turn her on her stomach and ram my cock inside her tight little pussy, and see her other nipple just begging for my blade.

Who am I to say no?

Quinn's eyes follow my slow movements as I bring my knife to her other nipple and slice in the exact same spot as the first, my nostrils flaring as her blood overflows from the small incision and begins to slide down her flesh.

Fuck, I'm a goner.

My mouth is on her again, sucking and licking at her nipple as I drink every drop she has to offer.

When I pull back, Quinn is staring at my mouth as I stare at her eyes.

"You wanna taste, don't you?"

Our stares collide and I don't waste time crashing my mouth to hers and letting her savor herself.

We're not kissing, we're devouring each other. Our lips firm and our tongues searching, we're fighting for dominance with every nip of our lips and collision of our teeth. It's feral, animalistic sounds coming from deep down inside our chests, and our bodies are acting on pure adrenaline and instinct.

Seconds before I lose my entire fucking mind, I pull away, picking her up by a handful of her thick, lush hair and throwing her on the bed like a rag doll about to get the fucking of a lifetime.

Quinn scrambles to avoid falling off the other end of the bed. I may have used a little too much force but I'm too distracted by her bouncing tits to feel bad about it.

As soon as she’s settled in the middle of my bed, I use my knife to cut off her tiny, taunting little shorts, ignoring her cries of protest.

"Dammit, I loved those shorts!"

"Too fucking bad, they're in my way." Once her pussy is on display, her plump lips coated in her cum and her clit so full and hard I can see it throbbing for me, I throw the tattered remains over my shoulder and kneel at the apex of her thighs.

Thighs that are too fucking perfect for a monster like me.

Before I set out to mar her skin into a beautiful, bleeding mess, I bring my mouth to her cunt and suck on her lips, one then the other, before wrapping my lips around her clit and bringing her a little pain with her pleasure.

When my teeth scrape her bundle of nerves, I know how she feels. I hear the pain in her gasp, feel it in her quickening breaths, crave it as her hips buck, seeking out more.

Lapping up her cum, my tongue buried inside her pussy, I groan as her thighs squeeze my face, holding me in place as she tries to take control of the situation, fucking my face from below.

Now, that won't do, will it?

Placing the knife on the bed beside her, I bring both of my palms down on her knees and dig the pads of my fingers into her skin, prying them apart and pulling myself away.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Topping from the bottom, Quinn? Really? Is this any way to act?" I don't actually give a fuck, to be honest, but any excuse to bring her pain with our pleasure is good enough for me.

Sitting back on my haunches, I wink. What I'm pretty sure is a demented smile forms over my lips as I watch her staring back at me.

The widening of her eyes, her pupils dilated, her mouth slack are all signs that she's both afraid and intrigued by my next move.

"I suggest you don't move an inch."

Quinn's body goes completely still, only her heavy breathing echo around my room as I spread her legs impossibly wider and angle her hips so her pussy is wide open for me.

"Do you know how enticing your cunt is? All pink and red, smooth skin and luscious flesh?" As I speak, I make myself comfortable, my eyes roaming, deciding on my next move.

To be honest, I already know what I want to do but I give myself an out in case I'm pushing her too far. Then I remember that Quinn is mine to do with as I wish and that singular thought makes my chest fill with satisfaction only she can give me.

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