Page 28 of Unravelling The Beast

My chest now heaves with every breath I take as he looks down, inserting the blade into my panties and pressing the cold, sharp blade firmly against my pussy lips.

When he raises his head, he scans my entire face before bringing his lips down close to mine, exposing his teeth as he growls aggressively against them.

"I'd finish off by fucking your sexy cunt with it."

His deep voice sends unwanted waves of arousal through me, sickening me, but I can't help it, and I'm almost certain his knife could be wet.

My pupils dilate as he traces his lips against mine, igniting my soul before capturing and yanking on my bottom lip with his teeth, sinking them in until I hiss.

When he releases it, he drives his pierced tongue deep into my mouth, and I feel something surge through me as I allow mine to collide with his. As soon as I taste him, I moan into his lips, and we compete for dominance as we devour each other.

It becomes forceful and overpowering, like nothing I've ever experienced before. It's as if we’ve wanted to do this the entire time and have now given in to our desires.

He backs me up a few steps until I'm wedged between the table behind me and his hard, towering frame before he releases my wrist to reach up and grasp a fistful of my hair. He pulls back on it harshly to gain even more access to my mouth, and his tongue presses deeper, almost reaching my tonsils, as he tastes every inch of me.

I hear his blade crash to the floor after he removes it from resting on my pussy the entire time and without warning, he presses his hand into my lace panties, causing a delicious somersault to twist in my gut.

He slips two of his long fingers firmly through my folds before forcibly sliding them into my wet entrance,causing me to moan and furrow my brows from the sudden stretch.

He shows absolutely no mercy as he pushes them further until they are knuckle deep inside of me. As he breaks away from the kiss, his heavy eyes search mine as he murmurs quietly against my lips.

"Fuck, you have a tight little pussy."

He immediately draws his fingers back and drives them back in, leading me to moan and my legs to quiver.

He groans against my lips as he begins to mercilessly finger-fuck me.

"You sound so fucking good."

It feels incredible, and just gazing at his sinfully handsome face while he watches what he does to me arouses me so much more.

When he releases my hair, he grips the front of my throat and pushes me back onto the table behind me, forcing me to brutally bend backward.

He holds my throat tightly, pinning me down to the table, and begins to finger bang me hard and fast, perfectly hitting my spot like a fucking expert.

"Oh, fuck!"

I inhale a loud gasp as his warm mouth clamps down on my stiff nipple as he offers me even more pleasure. He savagely smothers both of my tits with his pierced tongue before repeatedly biting and pulling on my nipples.

My hands cling fiercely around his wrist, which is crushing on my throat, and the screams escaping me are ones I've never heard before. It doesn't take long before I'm overwhelmed with pleasure, and my orgasm is at its peak.

I'm coming apart as soon as he grinds his thumb against my swollen clit and delivers a few more deep, forceful thrusts.

I let out a loud moan, my back arching off the table while I spasm and become tense. He observes my body's reaction as I come for him, his fingers still moving within my soaked, clenched pussy, causing me to overstimulate and my eyes to roll to the back of my head.

When he slows down and my body begins to unwind, sweat gathers on my tanned skin, and I attempt to catch my breath. I instantly start to wonder how the fuck that just happened and why I even allowed it.

As he removes his fingers from my slick pussy and panties, our eyes collide, and he stares down at me for a moment, both of us expressionless, before he pulls his gaze away and walks out, leaving me feeling empty.

Because of the intensity I just felt, I squeeze my eyes tight and continue to calm my body, and I'm drawn deep into thought.

He's threatening to fuck me with his knife and kill me one minute, and the next he's got his fingers deep inside my pussy, giving me the best pleasure I've ever had in my life! Have I lost my mind, or has he?

I need to get out of here; I made a huge mistake. How could I let someone like him come near me? What the fuck has happened to me? What kind of man has a weapon room and blood on his shirt?

Feeling like I need to flee, I get up from the table and go shakily towards the door, pausing when I see him on his bed with his back to me.

My eyes dart to the door, which is quite a distance away, and I softly tiptoe towards it when suddenly he speaks sharply, prompting me to come to a stop.

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