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For one brief second, I think about stopping this fucking madness. Hegaveme a way out.
Neon.
I say that word, and this is over. One little word, and Idon’tlose my fucking virginity to a psychopath with a mask, rough concrete and dirt under my back and the jagged lines of the unfinished building above us like ragged bones of a monstrous skeleton clawing at the moon.
“I can’t wait to feel your blood and cum soak my cock, little toy.”
The sheer insanity of it all silences me before I can even think to say my safe word.
So I don’t.
Instead, my hands shove under his t-shirt to claw at his bare skin. The black void of his masked eyes locks on me. His lips curl dangerously.
Then he rams into me.
Hard.
I scream, my body jolting and spasming as my hips jerk against him. It fuckinghurts, but he keeps going, pushing deeper before he slowly drags back out until just the swollen head is inside.
Then he sinks in again, deeper this time.
The pain begins to melt. The sting of the initial penetration begins to abate as Mal’s thick, massive cock sinks into me, so fucking deep I swear I can feel him in my throat. He draws back out, rolling his hips and letting the head tease in and out of me until I’m clawing at his skin and desperately mewling for more like a greedy little thing.
“There’s a good little virgin,” he murmurs darkly.
His hips thrust, driving his entire length into me as I cry out in savage pleasure.
“Sucha good girl, taking that big dick,” he snarls. “What a greedy,sluttylittle pussy, getting all stretched out by my fat cock.”
He pounds into me again, harder this time. His hand wraps around my throat, my legs draped over his muscled shoulders as he fucks into me like an animal.
Taking control.
Blurring the lines between sanity and insanity. Between consent and not. Between fear and desire.
And my body craves itall.
The world narrows to just us—two bodies, wrestling for control, for dominance, for something more primal than either of us is willing to admit. The sounds of the city, the cold bite of the concrete beneath us—it all fades away, leaving only the heat of our skin and the electric tension between us as he thrusts into me harder, faster, bending my very reality.
His hands bruise, his lips and teeth bite and suck, and I feel the world slipping away as the darkness envelops me.
In one blinding moment of clarity, I reach up. My fingers claw at his mask, yanking it up his face until his ice-blue eyes stab into me.
I know it is madness, but I need to look into his eyes without a mask between us when this happens. Need to get lost in the steely, cold, brutal spark there. In the monstrousness they barely hide. The darkness they exude.
The chains they keep me in.
Our bodies slam together, the concrete scraping my back and the fingers around my throat squeezing so hard my vision blurs. It’s all of it—the merciless way he’s taking me, the rough words, the violence, the savagery.
It consumes me, a flaming pyre reducing me to ash and bone.
“Yes, try and hold back, slut,” he snarls, kissing me harshly and biting my lip until copper floods my tongue, making me cry out. “Pretend your little virgin pussy isn’t about to come all over my big, fat cock. Pretend you’re not turned on by your blood and sticky wetness coating my dick and dripping from my balls. Tell yourself you’re a good girl. Tell yourself that good girls don’t come on their backs in the dirt with their ripped panties hanging from their knees and my fucking marks all over their necks so that all the world seeshow fucking mine you are.”
I moan as his mouth dips to my neck again, biting and sucking at the marks there and sending a head-swimming mix of pain and arousal exploding through my core.
“I don’t give a fuck if you come or not, slut,” he snarls in my ear.
My walls clamp down around him. My core turns into a ball of white-hot heat as my reality shreds.
