Page 19 of Red Lace Manor
Together, we fell to the floor, and I miraculously didn’t stab either of us, not that I cared if I did. She thrashed against me and the wind whistled outside, bringing with it the sound of both Ronan and Solomon calling for her.
“I could open the door and let them know you’re in hereright now.” I threatened, placing my knees on either side of her hips. “And, while I’m willing to spare you for some fun, I know Ronan would rip your throat open with his teeth. I’d get off either way.”
And just like that, the fighting stopped.
“You’re fucked in the head.” She practically foamed at the mouth as she snarled at me.
I was fairly certain that was supposed to be an insult, but I took her mockery as a badge of armor. Especially, because thanks to her naked state, I could see the way her nipples pebbled in arousal. If I flipped her over and drug my fingers along her slit, Lux would probably be dripping wet.
Filthy thing.
But, that gave me an idea. So, I crawled off her.
“On your hands and knees. Ass in the air, arch your back.” I pointed the knife at her as I stood.
Her lips parted in a look of utter disbelief, but she listened. She shifted onto her knees, plush thighs spread wide open just as I ordered. Her stomach hung slightly and her tits pressed to the floor, leaving her perfectly round ass in the air. I cupped the soft flesh, admiring the smattering of bruises and scrapes she’d gained throughout the night.
“Can’t believe I’ve got the bitch who stabbed me on her knees, trembling, waiting for my next move.”
“Go fuck yourself,” she hissed under her breath.
I hummed for a moment as I swiped my fingers across her needy cunt. She jumped and released a breathy moan. God, I wondered what her face looked like when I did that. Did it scrunch in surprise or did her eyes widen before they rolled back in ecstasy? Seth said this one didn’t have much luck with sex. At least we made her final night alive the best one she’d ever had.
“I’d rather fuck you, my dear,” I whispered, bringing my slick coated fingers to her lips. “Clean these for me, and tell me how you taste.”
Her full lips parted, and she took my digits down to the last knuckle, noisily sucking on the digits. My cock sprung into a full erection as if sayingme next.
And while I wanted to know what that smart mouth of hers felt like, I had a better idea.
I took my spit soaked fingers and rubbed them along the plastic handle of the knife. The dark material glistened in the light of the lamp, but it wasn’t enough. Instinctively, my hand fell to my side, and I coated my skin in the warm sticky blood. Once I had enough, I smeared it on the handle and took a moment to admire my handy work.
Yeah, that should work.
I was just going to slam my cock into her ass, but this seemed like it’d be more fun. Placing a hand on the small of her back, I anchored her in place. This would probably be more pleasant if I stretched her out with my fingers, but that required fucks I didn’t give. I held the dull side of the knife and pushed the handle into her ass.
She cried out in pain, and I clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Remember, Little Light.” I pointed up. “If they find you, they’llkillyou.”
Lux choked on something, either spit or air, but as her knees started to shake, she nodded. I took a little pity on the girl and helped roll her to her back.
Lux’s knees had gone red from the pressure, little indents of the stone below decorated her flesh. My fingers danced along the area and I pulled her ankles to rest on my shoulders. I needed to be careful with what I was about to do, lest I accidentally cut my dick off. Her thighs glistened from how wet she was, and I swiped my fingers along the surface.
“It takes a special kind of whore to be dripping wet with a knife in her ass.” Maybeitwas why no one else had made her come. She was a fucking freak.
Her chest heaved as she looked away. With one hand, I pressed down on the softest part of her stomach, and with the other I toyed with her clit, dragging my thumb across it in slow circles.
“Bet you feel full right now, don’t you?” I taunted, trying to hide how badly I wanted to fillevery. Last. Hole.
Ass, pussy, mouth. Fuck, she had two empty hands, but at that rate, we’d run out of dicks in the house. I wanted to see her glazed in the cum of four separate men and sweating under the pressure of more orgasms than she’d ever taken. I wanted her weak-kneed and overstimulated.
I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get to see that happen, but the idea alone wasfucking beautiful.
She nodded, and I should have just left it at teasing her. But,fuck, I needed to know what her greedy cunt felt like.
I reached down and twisted the knife, making sure the blade faced down. She tipped her head back and moaned with the motion. Her knees shook, and just as she collected herself, I carefully slid my pants down and slid into her warmth.
Inch by inch, I gave her all I had to offer. Every little movement caused a different part of her body to move, tits, stomach, hips. A coil of arousal knotted low in my stomach and I bit my lip to prevent myself from coming on the first pump.
