Page 75 of Grave Devil
I flinch as the sting turns into a wave of intense pleasure. I whimper and try to pull away from his cock, but it’s no use.
“Ah, where do you think you’re going? I didn’t say you could stop sucking me yet.” He gives my pussy another hard slap. “I’m going to make you cum like this. And then you’re going to admit how much you love it when I hurt you.”
Oh, fuck.
He turns sideways but manages to keep his cock inside my mouth. He slips my wrists back into their restraints. “There, that’s better. Spread your legs wider.”
I am a dribbling, panting mess. He has me tied up again and at his mercy. And all I can do is obey. Because I am his fucking whore.
Good girl. He says in my mind to show me how he can still violate me in every way.
He gives my pussy another slap. And another. I bounce up and down as he punishes my pussy with quick little snaps of his wrist. Each one stings more than the last. My pleasure builds in my clit first, then spreads to every inch of my traitorous cunt.
He pulls out of my mouth so he can rub the tip across my lips. “I’m going to stick around so I can hate-fuck you like this for the rest of your pathetic life.”
“And I will loathe every second of it,” I lie.
“Please, you’ll be on your knees every day, begging me for more.” He slaps his cock against my mouth.
“Yeah, only to get you to shut up. All you do is talk, talk, talk. In my head, my ear… ancient ritual this and cursed bloodline that…”
He chuckles, but his eyes darken. “Cum for me, Mia. Take all your petty frustrations out on my fingers.Cum for your Skelker.”
Well, that does it. My entire body convulses as he shatters me. I open my mouth to scream but gag instead as he thrusts his cock back inside my throat. I cum so much that it soaks the bed. He pulls out of my mouth as I writhe and twist in my restraints.
“What are you, Mia?”
“I’m your whore.”
“What? I can’t hear you.” He pinches my nipple hard between his fingers and twists just like I did to him earlier.
I yelp and nearly pass out from the pain. “I’m your whore.”
“Make me believe you,” he roars. “Scream it for me.”
“I’m. Your. Fucking. Whore.” I yell it so loudly that his eyes widen. Then his lips curl up into a sadistic smirk.
He slaps my pussy over and over again as I unleash. The sounds that leave my own throat startle me, but they please him, and that makes me cum even harder. His eyes are ablaze with desire as he watches me unravel for him.
He caresses my folds as I come down, tickling the outer sensitive edges with light little strokes. “I control this, Mia. This side of you belongs to me and only me.” He traces gentle circles around my nipples before finally freeing me from the restraints.
I gently rub at my throat. “You’re the most wicked thing I’ve ever tasted. But I can take it. I want to…”
He smiles as he grips my chin hard between his fingers. “You say that now. But you have no idea how much darker this is going to get.”
The sadistic glimmer in his eye lets me know he’s not lying. Sonny Crane has every intention of ruining me in ways that I can’t even begin to imagine.
He sits on the edge of his cot, poised in arrogance and defiance. “I told you I’d be free before breakfast.”
Bones grits his teeth but ignores him. “How are you feeling, mi amor?”
I don’t know how to answer. Poor Bones. He looks wrecked. I can’t imagine what he’s going through. Finding out his brother is still alive but is not the way he remembers him must be devastating. And now that he’s sunk his claws into me, we will all have to adjust.
It’s not love, it’s obsession, but those two things look a lot alike when it’s staring you in the face. I finish tying the silk robe around me and plop back down on the bed. “I’m tired and sore, but I’ll live.”
Bones arches an eyebrow at Sonny. “This is because of you, hermano. You did this to her.”
“She wanted me to.” He leans back on his elbows.
