AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You’re just a fucking hole for me,” he rasps. “A pretty little fuck-hole cumslut for me to use. So come, or don’t. Either way, I’m going to empty my fucking balls into this messy little cunt right the fuck now.”
I’m officially fucked in the head. Because all of this iseverythingI crave.
Mal’s lips crush to mine, sinking his teeth into my bottom one and sending a fresh flood of copper over our tongues. His cock rams deep, and when he bites down again, I lose all control.
My entire body spasms and jerks off the ground, arching against him as Iscreaminto his mouth with an unhinged wildness that takes my breath away. The orgasm explodes through me like afirestorm, destroying every inch of me as I dig my nails into his chest and wrap my legs tight around his hips.
Mal grunts, burying his thick cock deep inside me as I feel him spasm and throb. I moan when I feel the hot flood of his cum spill into me—unprotected, uncovered. Bare.
It sends another orgasm crashing over me, wave after wave, until I’m shaking and fading out of reality.
I whimper pathetically when he pulls away, slipping his cock out of my tender pussy with a mortifying, squelching sound. His body leaves mine. So does his heat.
My eyes clench shut. I’m not ready to let go yet. I’m not ready to go back to the vicious man who looks at me like he hates me. Whodoeshate me, for the blood in my veins.
My eyes fly open, a moan choking from my swollen, bleeding lips as I feel a warm wetness drag up my tender pussy. I stare down between my lewdly spread legs as Mal grabs my thighs and shoves them wider apart. He dips his head again, his eyes locked on mine as he tongues my pussy with a tenderness that shocks me.
It doesn’t last. The gentleness escalates to a core-clenching insanity as he begins to devour me. He growls into me, his whole mouth pressed to my pussy as his tongue slides deep inside. I moan, trembling as my legs shake and my core tightens. My eyes roll back, my breath hitching as Mal shoves me right back to the edge.
His tongue wraps around my swollen clit, and instantly, I’m shattering all over again.
I cry out hoarsely into the cold night air as my hips rise, my orgasm exploding through me. Mal doesn’t move, licking and sucking at my aching pussy until I’m sure I’m going to pass out.
It’s only then that he raises his head. I’m shaking all over as I force my eyes open, my gaze drifting down my scratched, bruised body until I lock eyes with him.
Holy fucking God.
His eyes gleam with a madness that steals my breath. His lips glisten with a mix of cum and blood. And before I know it, he’s sliding up over me, covering me with his body as his hand wraps around my throat again.
His lips crush to mine, and I taste it.
All of it.
All of us.
It tastes like beautiful insanity.
He pulls back slightly, his breath still ragged, and his eyes meet mine—dark, intense, but with a flicker of something softer hidden deep beneath the surface now.
We stand and survey the carnage. My underwear is gone, my dress destroyed. Still, I salvage what I can, tugging the one intact strap up, trying to cover myself. It’s hopeless: the front is shredded and ripped away, baring my breasts.
Without a word, Mal yanks off his shirt. He pulls it over my head, tugging the massive t-shirt down over me, the hem almost long enough to be a minidress on me.
Wordlessly, he suddenly scoops me into his arms. Bare-chested, he turns and carries me out of the construction site, back to the hallway with the flickering lights.
The finance douchebags arestillthere, half a block away. One of them whistles and says something like “Where’s your clothes?” to Mal. When he turns and shoots them a cold, icy stare, the whole group flinches and quickly leaves.
He carries me all the way back to my hotel. An extremely confused-looking night manager stares at us as Mal carries me through the lobby and upstairs to the second-floor lounge and visitor center. There’s a little kiosk to one side that sells t-shirts and hoodies with the Montreal skyline on them. There’s not a soul in sight, and Mal calmly swipes two of them before he carries me to the elevator and pushes the button for my floor.
I don’t ask how he knows that.
I don’t ask how he knew I was here atall.
I think the answer might scare me. And besides, I’m not sure I can even speak or think clearly right now.
At the door to my hotel room, Mal finally sets me down. He hands me one of the hoodies as he pulls the other one over his head. Then his hands go to either side of me, against the door, caging me, piercing my eyes with his.
Without warning, his mouth slams to mine. I wince at how tender my lips are, feeling the last of my strength leave my body as my legs sag. But I hear myself whimper for more before he pulls away.
