Page 70 of Bloody Bones
Briella
Acco’s skin was salty under my tongue, making my mouth and throat dry, but I didn't fight him as he moved my head across his chest and down his stomach. Up and down, side to side. It seemed to go on for hours, when in reality it was probably less than an hour before the car slowed to a stop.
I couldn't see where we were through the darkly tinted windows, so I didn't move to even try. I sat there on my knees, my hands on my thighs as he guided me. I didn't fight.
It was what I had agreed to do.
There was no escape for me. Not then and not ever.
“Good.” He groaned, fisting my hair. Then he yanked my head up and back so I had no choice but to meet his eyes. They were glowing. “We will continue this inside.” Without warning he pushed my head back down, straight into his crotch. The wool of his trousers covered my face, and I could feel the thickness of him pressing against my cheek. I gagged, unable to breathe as he pushed his hips upwards, smothering me. “I can't wait to slide down your throat, Briella. I want to be locked behind your teeth so I can watch you gag. I want Tommy to know that what was his is now mine.”
Just when I thought I was going to pass out, he released me. A small shove on my shoulders sent me sprawling backwards. My back hit hard, winding me. Sucking in a shaky lungful of air, I tried to right myself, freezing when a growling hiss erupted from Acco.
Risking a glance up at him, I found him on the edge of his seat, his eyes trained on my panty clad mound. Embarrassed, I rushed to shut my legs.
“Stay where you are, exactly where you are.” The lust that had been evident in his face since the moment we had met intensified. Pushing my legs apart, he slipped on to his knees. “Open your legs wider, Briella.”
Fighting against his grip was useless, but I couldn't help myself. Squirming, I tried to kick out at him. He caught my ankle easily, using it to pull me closer to him. The complete opposite to where I needed to be.
“Fighting is futile, Briella. This is what you agreed to, this is your life.” He laughed loudly, but it wasn't his face I found myself staring at. It was his hands. Hands that were busy unhooking his belt. “But you fight if it makes you feel better. I actually enjoy it more. Kick those legs at me Briella, do it.”
Something in his voice made me glance up at him. The smile on his face made my blood run cold.
“Every time you do, your panties show me a little more of that pretty human pussy. Heavens.” He groaned, his eyes closing. “I was going to wait but seeing you like this, watching the fear in your eyes materialise, I don't think I can.” The hand that had been holding my ankle slid upwards. The tip of a sharp claw-like nail drew up my skin. He ran that needle sharp nail up my centre, and the material of my panties fell away like he had cut it with the sharpest knife.
Screwing my eyes shut, I prepared myself for what I knew was coming.
And nothing happened.
The sound of heavy breathing filled the car. Acco’s grunts and groans sounded wet. My eyes flew open, widening as I realised what he was doing.
The monster with his angel-like face and reptile eyes was crouched over me, working his shaft up and down. Each movement was jerkier than the last. His eyes were trained between my legs. Sensing my eyes on him, he grinned and pushed my legs wider, opening me up for his eyes.
“I am going to fill this pussy with cum, Briella. Fill it with my seed until you are impregnated. And when you are swollen and fat with child, and I no longer desire you, I am going to fuck each one of your holes.” He jerked his hand upwards and the pain from his nail scraping across my tender lips made me struggle back. It felt like a white-hot needle had been pulled against my skin.
“How tight are you, Briella? You look tight. I expected Tommy to have stretched you more, but maybe he just isn't the man everyone says he is. My claws will make you bleed, Briella, and my cock will make you scream. But in time you will learn to like it. You might even learn to love and crave it.”
“Tommy is twice the man you are, Acco,” I spat before I could help myself. “A hundred times the man.”
“Is that right Briella? Well in that case why don't we get this show moving? Open your mouth.”
“No.” I shook my head. I may have given my freedom for the children, but that didn't mean I couldn't fight it. I wouldn't give Acco what he wanted, which was my fear and submission. I would fight. I would make him regret the day he set eyes on me.
I might have to spend an eternity as his plaything. But he would get no surrender from me.
Ice cold fingers clamped around my jaw, opening my mouth until it felt like it would break.
Positioned over my head, Acco thrust his swollen cock between my lips.
I gagged, clawing at his legs as his cum shot down my throat. With him holding my head to him roughly, I had no choice but to swallow. The thick salty fluid filled my mouth, spilling from between my lips.
With a crow of triumph, Acco released me.
“Let it spill from you, Briella, let it coat your face and body. That way Tommy will know when he sees you that I have had you. He will see it on your body and then he will watch me fuck you and mark you, and he will be able to do nothing but watch your blood mix with my cum.”
“Tommy? I…”
“You really are a fool, aren't you? Can’t you feel him? Your one true mate? He is coming, Briella, and I am going to make him watch everything I do to you before I kill him.”
