Page 172 of Unravelling The Beast

"Fucking come for me, my little slut. Show me what I do to that greedy fucking cunt of yours, and show me how much you fucking love me."

My body squirms from the pleasure and pain he is inflicting on me as he continues to penetrate deeper. He moves suddenly and settles between my wide legs on his knees before reaching over my bare body and placing his hand beside my head.

With a loud scream, I fling my head back against the pillow as he presses them further now that he has better access.

"Fuck yeah, baby, let me hear you fucking scream for me."

He dips his head and sucks my nipple into his mouth, pulling so hard with his teeth that I fear it will rip off, and I scream as he continues the ruthless penetration inside my pussy until I can't hold it any longer and I'm coming so fucking hard that I scream, my moisture pouring out of me onto his hand and bed.

Throughout my orgasm, he shows no leniency, pressing them as deep as they will go to finish me off while licking his warm, pierced tongue around my bouncing breasts.

My eyes remain closed as he begins to slow down, and I try to come down from the powerful high I just experienced and calm my erratic breathing pattern.

I let out a slight whimper before opening my eyes as he carefully removes his come-soaked fingers from my now-throbbing pussy.

I gaze up at him as he raises his fingers to my lips, and as I gently open my mouth, he presses them all the way in, moving them over my tongue until they hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag somewhat.

As I suck, he fucks my mouth with them, and I can taste my own come on my tongue. While removing them, he offers me a playful smirk.

"That's my good girl; you taste so fucking good, don't you?"

When his face returns to seriousness, he glances at my lips as I smile, and he swiftly dips down, consuming my mouth in a scorching kiss that takes my breath away.

He breaks off the kissand speaks while I run my nails up and down his back.

"I'll be back soon."

He rises up and surges out of bed, but before he can get any farther, I sit up on my elbows and call out to him.

"Arlo?"

He comes to a halt in front of the bathroom door and gives me a side eye over his shoulder.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

He sighs and stares ahead for a moment before turning around and facing me.

"Just know that you're now safe. No one will ever fucking hurt you again."

Before responding softly, I shake my head.

"I didn't mean that, Arlo. What you said last night..."

He closes his eyes and turns his face away, then opens them again and stands in stillness, his tongue piercing and sliding over his bottom lip.

I decide to continue when he does not answer.

"It can't be true, can it?You would never..."

His harsh stare quickly shifts to mine.

"Why wouldn't I?I'm undoubtedly insane and capable of fucking anything."

My eyes and voice become gentle.

"Arlo, I—"

He speaks firmly once more, stopping me in my tracks.

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