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He hisses before biting down on my other thigh. His teeth break the skin on impact, and a burst of blood splatters onto his skull. He moans as he licks and sucks, massaging his three-pronged tongue over it until it burns.

While I should be more concerned with him eating me alive, I can’t help but wonder again what he looks like beneath the bone skull. His eyes glow like burnt honey, and his lips are so thick and soft that I ache for them on my body.

As if reading my mind, he plants a soft kiss against my pussy. “I wonder how long you could survive tied up like this, me feeding on your flesh… my cum your only sustenance… We’ll have to test that out.”

He’s a real monster. The kind you actually fear is under your bed. And he’s going to be the fucking death of me. “Not long, I promise you. So if you want to keep playing with me, you’re going to have to untie me eventually.”

He tastes my blood again, swirling his tongue around my wounds, then back to my pussy as he hungrily licks the inside of my entrance. “It’s cute that you think I need you alive in order to play with you.”

Bastard. “You wouldn’t dare let me die.”Would he?As he continues to devour me, I pray he doesn’t stop. I fear his restraint would be more agonizing than his attacks. And I curse myself for wanting it more than anything in this moment.

“I love how you respond to me, dark one. Now, up here. Eyes on me.” His voice is full of heat and longing. And even though it carries ancient wounds, I can hear the youth in it, still clinging to him like an imaginary friend.

I wince. The bite wound stings without his saliva covering it. I feel fucking unhinged. Ruined. I obey him for fear he may rip out another chunk of my flesh.All while I kind of want him to.I follow the path his fingers take—back to the waistband of his leather pants. He slips his hand inside and stills it for a quick second before freeing his cock.

My mouth drops open as I try to make sense of what I’m looking at. His cock is long and thick and…ribbed with bones. Every veiny ridge is studded. “What… wait. How did you…”

He smooths his hand down his shaft, slowly thumbing over the thick pieces of bone that protrude out. “I can crush you. Rip you apart from the inside. If I want.Mine.” He drags the tip of his cock up my slit, forcing me to feel how the bone is both smooth and rough at the same time, jagged as if it was embedded without care.

I can’t help but arch into it.Fuck. He is destruction. The literal definition of ruin. “Does it hurt?” I ask.

That diabolical grin returns to his mouth. “Not for me, it doesn’t. You, on the other hand…”

I gasp as he thrusts the tip inside my pussy and pushes in halfway. “Wait. It’s too much. Please.” He throbs inside me, showing me how much more he plans to stretch me. Reminding me that I can’t feel my wrists anymore. That I have no say in anything he plans to do to me. And that, regardless of how much it hurts, I’m also going to cum harder than I ever have before.

“Looks like I’ll be tasting your tears tonight after all.” He pushes all the way in, and for a split second, it feels like my soul leaves my body.

“Oh, gods…” I can’t control the stretch or the angle as he fills me. The bone… fucking hell, it’s like daggers, and yet, it stimulates as much as it rubs me raw.

“The gods can’t hear you now, dark one. No one can. You’re at my mercy, and I have none.” He slams into me without warning, and I almost black out.

SKELKER/SONNY

She is soft and pliable. Like warm tissue. So tight and slick. Her blood stains my tongue still. I savor the sweet, metallic taste of it as I glide inside her wet hole. She’s more fun to play with than the dead things were. Their dark seduction can only keep me aroused for so long. When, what my body really craves is sweat-soaked skin and a fiery pulse.Herpulse, beating against my cock and between my teeth.

My veins run black as I fill her, my dark essence blooming as she clenches her sweet little cunt around me. “You’re so raw for me. So open.” I close my eyes for a moment and breathe in her heady scent of jasmine. It’s offensive in all its fragile prettiness, like a feather to the face when all I want is a punch to the gut.

I want her to brutalize me. To mar and scar my flesh as I do to hers. But I will not untie her until I believe that she will. Her hands are of no use to me otherwise. But her mouth… Mmm. I roll my hips forward and burrow in deeper.

“Please,” she begs again. Always begging and whining. “It hurts.”

“Then scream,” I roar in her face. Her eyes widen, and tears spill down her cheeks.

Ahh, yes. Mmm. I roll my tongue over each one, licking them off her face. “More. I want so much more from you.”

I pin her pussy lips back and slow my pace so I can watch my cock slide in and out of her sopping wet hole. “I’ve made a mess of you, haven’t I?” Everywhere I touch, I mark with inky fingerprints. Her skin is hot, flushed, and charred by my dark essence.

She begs me to stop, and yet her body tells me a different story. The way her hips angle up to meet my thrusts, and how her eyes roll back every time I press my cock against that tender spot. The one that’s like an instant switch for ecstasy. The way she chews on her lips until they’re swollen and bleeding… No, she doesn’t want me to stop. I think she wants me to go harder.

“Look at you. Oh yes. So fucking needy for my cock.” I slam into her hard and almost rip her apart. Fucking hell. Tingling vibrations shoot down my shaft and push out a trickle of pre cum. I feel it leave my body and enter hers just as she soaks me in return. I kiss her belly before raking my teeth across it. I nip at her skin until I taste more of her fiery blood on my lips.

“You’re a monster,” she cries.

Oh, yes. I am.I chuckle. She has no idea. But she will learn. “You love these marks I give you. I can tell by the way your cunt throbs, how it strangles my cock. You’re clenched so fucking tight, I can barely move.”

She looks away, knowingly and full of shame. “You don’t know what I love.”

“Eyes on me, Mia. Look at me right fucking now.” I slap the inside of her thigh, just inches above the bite wound I gave her. I’m dangerously close to giving her another one.