Page 44 of Merciless Punks


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I grimace and glance down at my thighs, suddenly feeling shy.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I turn my gaze out the window, wondering if I should make a break for it so I don’t have to have this conversation.

“Why’s that?” I hear the smile in his voice and bite my bottom lip.

“I’m, um, on my period,” I quickly say, wanting to die right here and now.

It’s so stupid. I shouldn’t feel embarrassed by something so normal but I don’t want to see his face turn into one of disgust.

“Get over here so I can make you feel good and I’ll get angel wings at the same time. A win and win. I’ve been wanting to fuck you bloody. I thought our first time would be with Nicky but he deserves to be punished for keeping secrets. Next time though.” Tey smirks at my wide eyes and open mouth.

He did not just say that!

He strikes before I can stop him, both of his hands slide around my waist and lift me up until I’m straddling his lap. My skirt gathers around my upper thighs, revealing my white, silk panties and the obvious red spot staining the front. I’m about to pull my skirt down to cover myself but he quickly grabs my wrists, pinning them to my sides.

“Trust me. You've been starring in my dreams at night just like this.” His long eyelashes cast shadows over his sharp cheekbones as he glances down and releases my wrists to run the pad of his index finger over the blood.

A shiver runs down my spine at the feeling. I tilt my head back in pleasure as he grazes my clit again with the smallest brush of his finger. My hips shift in his lap, sliding back and forth over the thick cock that strains down his thigh and keeps rubbing me in the perfect spot each time I move my pussy over him. Our heavy breathing fills the car, my moans echoing back to me each time his finger glides over my sensitive clit.

“I want you, Tey,” I moan, glancing at him to see him already staring at me.

He looks at me like I’m a Goddess, making me feel beautiful and special.

“I have something for you.” He grins, shifting around as he reaches between our bodies to pull something out of his pocket.

I stop moving, crooking my head to the side in confusion as he unfolds a choker in his hand. My name is engraved into the leather, big and bold.

“What is this?” I ask warily, shifting my gaze back to his and wondering if he wants me to wear the choker like a dog so everyone sees the leash attached and the owner on the other end.

“I had it made at the mall. It’s not what you think.” He chuckles and kisses my lips real quick before pulling back. “It’s for me. So anyone who looks at me knows who exactly has my body and soul. Nicky’s name is on the back, I thought it was fitting so he can see it anytime he wants.” He places the leather in my hand, waiting to see what I’ll do with it as he relaxes back against the seat.

I bite my lip, seeing what this gift means. This is Tey showing his love, in a fucked-up way but it means everything to me. My hand trembles as I lift the choker and slide it behind his neck, clipping the clasp until my name is front and center for the world to see.

“I love you too. Would it make you happy if I had one with your name for my neck?” I trail my fingers down my neck with a smile, instantly frowning as he slowly shakes his head.

“No. Your name is already engraved on my heart.” He grabs my hand and places it over the steady beat of his heart.

“Fuck.” I blink rapidly, willing tears to not fall as all these men destroy me in the best way.

My fist clenches on his shirt and I pull him forward to smash my lips against his, the cold metal of his lip ring biting into my bottom lip. Blood begins to drip down my chin from reopening my split lip but I don’t care. I can’t get enough of him. Our tongues stroke against each in hunger, running along the stream of my mouth that makes me shiver from his pierced tongue. Over and over he meets me, not even coming up for air between kisses.

“Clothes off.” He breaks the kiss with a groan, as frantic as me as I grab the bottom of my velvet, black shirt and slip it over my head.

Needing him, I work his belt open as he grabs the back of his shirt with his fist and pulls it over his head. My knuckles graze his abs as I open the button of his jeans, mouth practically watering as I shove them down his muscular thighs. His cock is hard, thick, and bouncing above his belly button with the metal piercing holding all my attention. Tey grasps my thong, pulling it down my thighs and legs as I shift up onto my knees to drag my panties off. I fling them in the front seat and grab his cock as I position myself over him, my pussy soaking wet.

“Wait,” he says, making me freeze as he scrunches his eyebrows and pulls his unicorn out of his pocket.

I smile, watching in fascination as he lifts the tail and pulls out the world's smallest bottle of lube. He flips the cap and squirts it on the tip of his cock, sliding his hand up and down until he’s completely coated. He looks at me and chuckles under his breath at my arched brow.

“Peaches, you're wet and bloody but I’m still big. I want you to enjoy this too.” He carefully sets his stuffed animal in the seat next to us and places his big hands on my waist.

I squeeze his hard cock again, rubbing him back and forth over my clit as my hips roll before positioning him at my entrance. I gasp, the thick tip of his cock sliding inside when I start to lower my body onto his. I should feel embarrassed at hearing how wet I am but all I can focus on is his piercing grazing the inner walls of my pussy the more I sink onto him.

“Damn, Tillie, that’s a beautiful sight,” he breathes out, his gaze focused between us as he watches me glide his cock halfway in and out.

I glance down, clasping my hands behind his neck for something to hold onto as my belly tightens in pleasure. I shift, grinding on him and seeing my juices mixed together with my blood on his cock just before I take a deep breath and slam the rest of the way down on him with a scream leaving my mouth. He hisses, sliding farther down on the leather seats as his hands hold my waist so tight I know I’m going to have bruises.

“Tey.” I whimper, setting my forehead against his as I play with his light blond hair on his neck.