Page 64 of Unravelling The Beast

I become silent, trying to calm my erratic heartbeat and breathing as he stays close to my face.

“Are you going to be a good fucking girl when I release your wrists?”

After some thought, I decide to swallow my pride because, in all fairness, he did win, and I did accept playing his perverted game.

“Yes.”

He stays motionless for a beat before returning to his knees and releasing my wrists. I remain in the same position, my entire body going limp from the tension and distress it has just endured, but my breath becomes caught in my throat as soon as I see his blade flick out against the moonlight.

“Stay the fuck still.”

He grabs a fistful of my dress on my chest and slices a hole into it with his knife, but when he places his knife on the floor, I release an uneven breath.

He forces both of his hands into the opening he just created before pulling my dress apart, ripping it completely down the middle. My pulse climbs again, and my chest rises and falls with each breath as soon as he takes his blade again and places it beneath the bust of my bra.

He swiftly slices through it like butter before moving on to the strings of my panties, cutting through them one by one. When I hear him place his knife back down on the floor, I release a quivering breath.

He glides his big, warm, tattooed hands up the curves of my body until he reaches the small of my waist. He pulls my body upward towards him with a low growl in his throat, arching my back slightly off the floor and I feel an unexpected somersault in my tummy.

Goosebumps scatter over my skin as I can sense his greedy gaze all over me since the moonlight is shining directly on me, but I can only see his outline.

He glides his palms slowly up the front of my body and as he pushes my sliced bra away, he firmly presses them up and over the mounds of my exposed tits. He sweeps his thumbs over my rigid nipples before moving his hands back down my body, evidently enamored with me.

The moonlight shining in behind me allows me to see her beauty beneath me. The terror and distress have faded from her pretty features, and she now glows with dark desire.

My gaze wanders hungrily over her incredible figure, and I can't fucking wait to devour every inch of her. Being this goddamn fucking sexy is inhumane. It's no surprise that I can't stay the fuck away from her.

I press the tips of my fingers into the hot flesh on her hips, dipping my head and licking my tongue all the way up her middle until I'm between her big titties. I lick around her left breast before sucking on her tight nipple. Her body begins to squirm beneath me as I tug on it with my teeth before consuming it once more with my mouth and tongue.

I start biting her breasts, sinking my teeth into her skin, and I can sense she almost wants to tell me to stop, but she doesn't; she takes it, and I enjoy seeing how far I can push her; it turns me the fuck on even more.

When I'm done being an evil cunt, I hover my mouth over hers and slip my hand between her thighs until I am moving the thin, lace fabric that covers the part of her body that I enjoy the most.

As I press my fingers between her plump, pussy lips, I speak.

“Let's see how fucking wet you got from being scared of me, beautiful.”

When I lower my fingers and feel her soaked entrance on my finger tips, I grit my teeth and snarl savagely. I thrust my fingers deep into her sticky pussy without warning, causing a moan to escape her.

“Fucking slut loves to be scared.”

I begin to finger-bang her tight, dripping cunt hard and deep, causing her moans to intensify and getting me extremely aroused. I pull her hair back roughly to expose her neck to me and do something I told myself never to do, but at this moment, I want to; I need to.

I press my lips against her soft, sweet-smelling throat, and she gasps at the unexpected sensation. The sounds she’s releasing make my hard cock twitch and leak in my boxers.

“You like my fingers deep inside your hungry little cunt, slut?”

When she doesn't answer, I curl them deep within her and yank her hair back even more until I hear her wince.

“When I'm fucking speaking to you, answer me.”

She responds in breathless, hushed tones.

“I fucking love it, Arlo. I love what you do to me.”

I like hearing her say that more than I would like to admit and then move down her body until my mouth is clamped down on her aching clit. I suck and lick her aggressively while driving my fingers inside her quickly.

One of her legs is caught beneath me, and I use my free hand to prevent her other leg from closing while I destroy her until she comes hard for me. When her tiny body tightens, I swiftly pull them out of her and smother the entirety of her twitching pussy with my tongue, absorbing all of her come.

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