Page 34 of To Have and to Stalk
You want my cock? Fucking earn it.
I stared at the bone. Was I really supposed to put something that had been dug up from a fucking body insidemybody?
“I expect you to take all of it.” Void’s mechanical voice cut off my thoughts, and I focused back on him. “Need to know you can fit all of me, my little Maniac.”
I glanced up at Void. The name really fit. Because once again, the only thing that reflected back from the void of his helmet was my face. I stared at the black reflection, wondering who he was—really.
This faceless man that knew all my secrets.
Who claimed to be a criminal.
I lifted up the femur.
It felt like a real bone, but then I didn’t really know whatbonefelt like. It was smooth and cold with the winter night, almost like porcelain.
Still on my knees, I adjusted, sliding the bone beneath my dress.
“Lift up your dress,” Void said.
I bit my lower lip, bunching my dress up with one hand. This dress was chosen to mimic the heroine’s style. It was a flimsy, white cotton thing very not right for winter.
My dress was already butterflied, so I grabbed one edge of the cotton fabric, exposing myself. Cool air rushed and met my bare thighs and pussy. I chewed my lower lip. Suddenly insecure.
“Fuck, look at you.” Void cursed under his breath. “Fucking perfect. Getting so wet for me.”
At his words, heat battled with the shivers racing up my spine.
Clutching the bone in one hand, my gaze locked on the black mask. I wished I could see more, seehim.
My hands shook as I moved the bone closer.
Doubts crept into the back of my mind.
Do I want this? Where did this bone even come from?
I shook my head, focusing. You don’t get to sext someone for a month and then chicken the fuck out. Still with a trembling hand, I slid the bone between my thighs. The cool, porcelain edge pressed against my bare lips.
Okay. I can do this. This is hot. This is my fantasy.
I slid the bone into my entrance, parting my pussy with its thick, knobby edge?—
“Stop,” Void commanded.
I froze, the bone stuck between my lips, not having fully penetrated.
Void crouched and his finger slid beneath my chin, dragging my gaze to him. I couldn’t see his eyes through the black visor, but somehow I knew. I knew that there was a literal bone in my pussy, and he was only looking at me.
Another beat passed, suspended in my lungs.
“You’re done,” he said, and dropped my chin.
“Wait, I can do it,” I said. “Really.”
I went to shove the bone inside me when, quicker than a flash, Void grabbed it and chucked it against a headstone.
It cracked in two.
His thumb and pointer finger found my chin, gripping tight. “Lying isn’t the game, Maniac.”
