Page 73 of Grave Devil
I love the way her face turns red with anger. “But I’m having so much fun watching you try.”
She spins around, then stops when she catches her reflection in the full-length mirror on the other side of the room. She walkstoward it, taking small, fragile steps as if the floor is full of land mines.
“Yes, go see how pretty you look with a piece of me stitched to your face. Look atallthe marks I gave you, dark one.” I’m going to literally explode if I don’t touch her soon. I don’t push because she’s not feeling generous, and I don’t want to jeopardize her untying me.
But Iwillreprimand her for this later. When we’re all alone, and no one’s around to hear her scream, I will give her a spanking so hard she won’t be able to sit for a week.
She finally stands directly in front of the mirror and peers back at herself. “It’s not as ugly as I thought it would be.” She lightly dusts her fingertips over the jagged piece of bone on her cheek.
I want her so fucking bad it hurts. “You’re beautiful, Mia. Take off your nightgown so you can see what else I did to you.”
With trembling fingers, she peels the thin cotton nightgown down and shimmies it off, letting it fall to the floor. She circles her thumb around the mark on her belly. She gasps as her gaze travels farther down, and she spots the matching bites on each of her thighs.
Mmm. I need her. Now. Fuck. “Come show me. I want to see them up close again.”
Mia struts to me like a gazelle in heat, her eyes glazing with lust and hedonism. My cock hardens when she climbs on top of me without warning. “Untie me.”
She shakes her head. “I think it’s only fair that I get to take something now.”
Clever little minx. I chuckle, delighted that she wants to play another game. “And what is it that you want? A pound of flesh? Another piece of my skull? Tell me what my little whore desires.”
She leans forward until her breasts brush against my chest. “I want your ache. Your sadness. Your rage.” She licks up the sideof my neck. “I want all of your abstinence. And then, your slow, agonizing release.”
This fucking jezebel. Now I’m fucking pissed. She’s going to fucking edge me. “I will warn you, dark one. When I do finally get up out of this bed, I will hold you accountable for every single thing you do to me. And you might not like my payback.”
She bats her eyelashes at me and smiles demurely. “Maybe I’ll keep you tied up forever then. Like my little fucking pet.”
“Mia,” I warn even as my cock swells in my pants. Whatever the fuck this is, I’m not entirely mad at it. She’s more unhinged than the sirens who guard the river Styx.
She licks around each of my nipples, taking her time. I shiver. It makes me want to punch a wall. And yet it feels like paradise. “Shhh, don’t beg. I’d rather you scream,” she repeats my own words to me.
I will rip you apart. You know that I won’t hesitate.
She ignores my mental intrusion and continues dragging her tongue down my belly until she reaches the waistband of my trousers. “I want to know what it feels like.” She yanks my pants halfway down and frees my throbbing cock. “What it tastes like.” She licks her lips.
This one has no clue what she’s doing to me.I fight the urge to mutilate my own tongue with my teeth. Because the idea of her soft lips wrapped around my cock does things to my heart rate that might actually kill me.Unholythingsthat should be forbidden. But now I understand what she wants. My little whore craves control. I’ll let her think she has it for a bit longer.
“Go ahead, then. Let’s see if you can make me scream.”
MIA
I’m wild, undone, and as unpredictable as the storm that brews outside. While the rain pounds against the windows, so does my heart in my chest. I have spent half the night in restless sleep, caught between lucid dreams and waking fragments. I’ve heard snippets of their conversations, but the loudest voice has been his. Sonny sifts through my mind as if he’s always been there.
“Are youmySkelker?” I ask as I wrap my hand around his cock.
He shifts, lifting his hips. “Yes, and you’re my whore.”
His degradation does something to my nervous system. It sends little butterflies fluttering in my stomach. It shouldn’t, but it does. “Is that all I am to you? A vessel for your deviancy.”
“You’re mine in every sense. Now put my cock in your mouth and show me what a good girl you are.” His eyes are ravenous, burning with golden light like burnt sugar and liquid copper, a swirl of transmuted metals.
I squeeze him hard at the base. “You’re my Sonny, and I’m your Mia. And I will untie you when you agree and mean it.”
Anger flickers through his eyes. He’s not used to being told what to do. He hates giving up control. For the most part, Iprefer being a sub, but I have to assert some level of dominance right now. Or else he’ll tear me to shreds.
“I will do no such thing,” he growls.
His cock is so fucking hard and thick. But the shards of bone that dot the length of his shaft are as intimidating as they are inviting. I run my tongue along each one, from tip to base, relishing the way his spiny veins pulsate around them in response.
