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“Fu—ahh!” she shrieks from my tongue flicking her serpent piercing as the spinal cord slices into the center of her back following her lurch.
“I believe the next drop will carry you into tomorrow’s timeline, little killer. Unless you’d care to end your torment. But it seems you enjoy the punishment too much. Oh, what rapture you will feel when you come to your senses.” I rub the wetness along her pubic lips and taste it along with her blood glistening on her thighs. Evidence of my expertise and the mastery of her emotions.
“Yourtorment!” she gasps, her cheeks flushed with heat and anger. A delicious moan breaks from her throat from the serpent stabbing its tongue against her clit. “This is all yours! Do you get off on torture for kicks?”
I huff. “If I merely wished to torture you, I would drive you to such depth of pain without bringing you to the heights of pleasure—pleasure you may seize at any moment. Freedom at your fingertips, my strange girl.”
All it takes is one cool caress from my hand upon her lashed, lush folds for her to arch, her body unable to resist responding to me even as her mind screams denial.
My prison has locked her in darkness. But she holds the key. I’ve shown her the door. If I show her the goddamn key, everything will be ruined. It must be her willpower. Her choice.
Face to face with her again, her bloodied features fractured by the deer skull, I tilt my head like the predator I am. Her breath is too thin. Twisting my grin, I lean in and lick her blood-stained lips, tasting her eclipse essence, offering her my breath, and driving it into her lungs. I cut my teeth on her lower lip, biting it harder. Her whimper is music to my ears. Her screams are a symphony.
“I’m going to cut out your heart and eat it!” she screeches.
“Far be it from me to deny you if that is your kink, little killer,” I chuckle and squeeze her tantalizing ass, savoring how she hisses through her chipped and broken teeth. “Show me yours as I’ve shown you mine.”
“Just tell me what I have to do to end this!” she hoarsely pleas, her muscles straining with the skin strips.
“I do not appreciate laziness, Zenya,” I growl and rain down more lashes on her striped bottom until she chokes on her scream. More tears and more blood falling. A great gasp of air signals she’s about to faint again. All it takes is my will to pump more spirit through her veins, keeping her awake. “You belong to me. But you are not at my mercy. I am at yours.”
“Oh, fucking riddle me this, riddle me fucking that!” she screams at the serpent probing its tail into her forbidden hole.
I’m breaking her defenses with every passing strike. I grind against her, allowing her to feel my rod as hard as a god’s bone. She writhes, squirms, and struggles, bleeding more for me until the viscous matter weeps down the sides of her pretty skin, marring her ink.
“Oh, Zenya, my strange and sweet, little killer. What a fine line you tread between life and death in this, my world.”
I slip my hand between her thighs and seize her sex, triggering her to wail. Her center gushes its slick wetness, drowning my palm. She is dangling like my pretty puppet, but she cannot comprehend how she has tangled me in her strings.
“Fuck you!”
I slap her clit and command the serpent to burrow its tail in deeper until her whole body trembles for me. Such scrumptious shudders. “Hmm…if that is your wish, who am I to object? You are the warmth and majesty of a darkened sun, Zenya Alice Myre. Such blinding darkness and a ring of pure endless light.”
She squeezes her eyes, weeping more before she twists in my grip. I tsk a warning, reminding her I control her pleasure. “You will not claim it until you’ve pleased me.”
Another scream leaves her throat before she faints again. Rocking her back and forth with the strength of my palm upon her mouthwatering sex, I wake her again, pulsing the blood in her system. Her flesh melts against mine. But oh, how strong her spirit! All those violent emotions are simply waiting to be unleashed. She is ready to explode into a supernova of a fucking orgasm.
“You seek all that I may provide,” I snarl in her ear before licking another bloody trail on her cheek. “You love the battle. And my art is yours to command. You need my darkness to unleash your greatest light.”
“Fine. I want you. I’m yours.” She sighs, dropping her head in defeat. “Is that what you want me to say?”
Sensing her emotions faltering, I meet her eyes, finding them vacant as she tries to slip away. “No!” I roar and rattle all the bones and their needles, cutting them deeper into her flesh until she screams and throws her body toward me. “You will not fade away. You will not hide from me.”
“I don’t know what you want, you boneheaded bastard!”
“Whatyouwant!” I gnash my teeth in front of her face, spitting my venom. Then, I slap hard and fast at her center, targeting her clit and driving her to the brink of another peak. “And you don’t need tosayanything, sweet dreamer.”
She shakes, she seizes for me. Her center spasms, but I pull her back.
She snaps, riding my hand and giving me the peak of her desire and her feminine wrath. “If I command you, then give it to me, you pincushion-fetishizing prick.” Her emotions are too fiery with rich tones but not the black opium I am waiting for. “I’m beginning to think you’re just projecting your insecuritiesonto me until I’m your perfect idea of pussy-whipped. Maybeyoudon’t have what it takes. Maybe you’re impote—oh god!”
I’ve driven the thick femur-whip handle into her center, twisting the head along that secret knot inside her, full of all its delirium. She’s stretched so tight. The pressure is ready to detonate with the force of an atom bomb.
And with her impaled on the bone, I whisper into her ear, “All you need to do is break, shatter, and fall for me, little killer.”
“You want me broken? Shattered? You want me on my knees praying to you for everything? Then, get me out of these!”
“No.” I drive the handle deeper and purr along her neck.
