Chapter 86: Like Sweet Poison In the Dark [2]
[Music: Closer By Saint Vice]
I lowered my head, arching my hips higher, to feel more of his fingers like a lifeline holding me tethered.
"Fuck! I wish I could see your pretty pussy right now, watching it swallow my fingers whole."
I groaned deeply, taking the sheets between my teeth when he added another digit, and I’m seconds away from cumming like a shameless slut.
Slowly, so fucking slow, Zade pumped his fingers in and out of my pussy, aided greatly by how soaked I was. The wet noise shrouded the space around us.
I squeezed my eyes shut in a fit of rippling pleasure, mentally imprinting the flow of his fingers working me up like he was gearing me toward the inevitable.
In a hoarse, breathy puff of air, I turned my neck. My heartbeat spiked at the sight of the massive shadow hovering behind me. It seemed as if I had been sucked into a dark world where I could freely let anything happen.
So I let it swallow me up, my moans grew frantic as I allowed myself to feel... to taste the poison from the dark.
Zade suddenly picked up the pace, his fingers switching from stretching me out delicately to thoroughly fucking me like a vibrator.
My brain cells died and revived at the sensation erupting all at once, the hot and cold drenching my body like it couldn’t decide which would ruin me first or which would take over.
Zade growled behind me when my wall clamped around his fingers, restricting his movement.
Smack!
The jarring strike of his palm against my ass made me sink into the bed, my insides loosening up for him, and he resumed fucking me more than he did the first, so rapidly until I was convinced he was gonna rip me apart.
"Z-Zade!" I panted, searching for something only he could give.
I came so fast that I didn’t have time to adjust and then he replaced his fingers with his tongue, wiping me clean like I was sauce on his plate that couldn’t go unfinished no matter what.
His tongue practically thrust into me, his hands spreading my asscheeks so that he could gain more access to my pussy as he sucked against me, dragging me toward a release.
It came quickly as the first breaking across my body until I was a trembling, whimpering mess.
Zade doesn’t stop there. With a hard lick against my clit, the texture of his tongue almost made me choke on my own breath. He was merciless.
A loud moan ripped from me as I climaxed so hard, I stopped breathing for a moment. Then again, and again. Three fucking times in a role until colors exploded, or maybe my brain did.
Another fast eating release rippled through me, weakening my waist like I was tied down, numbing my lower body entirely as the sensation coiled.
I sagged against the bed, unable to move or breathe for a moment. And when I did collect air, I was heaving.
"That was a lovely meal, kitten."
My body came alive when I heard his deep, masculine voice murmur in delight close to my ear.
"Fucking delicious."
He brushed my hair away from my face, pressing a kiss on my cheek before pulling away.
A sinking feeling washed over me when I felt his weight off the bed. The fruition of what had transpired slapped me so hard my delirium was replaced with disgust.
I stayed there numb, breaking into a fit of tears, not knowing what was left after he had ruined me. This wasn’t like the closet when I took my own pleasure.
This was different because Zade touched me in ways I never imagined possible, and I welcomed him.
I did. For sucks sake, I acted like a needy slut who couldn’t wait to get her fixation. I was hopeless. Not only did my traitorous body cave, but my mind did too, the last stronghold I had against him, the only thing I could control.
I sobbed, too exhausted and heartbroken with myself to even move.
The soft sound of running water drowned my ears. Confused, I tried to look around, but my eyes were blurred with tears, and they couldn’t adjust to the dark.
That sound... it was coming from my bathroom. My heart hammered against my ribs when I saw a large figure coming toward the bed.
Firm hands picked me up to sit, my nails sinking into my palm as I swallowed the pain piercing up from my ass, unlike anything I have ever felt.
Every inch of me was throbbing. My head, chest, pussy, and ass. There wasn’t anywhere that didn’t hurt.
The bedside lamp was switched on, and my eyes squinted before they adjusted. I felt a rough hold on my chin, tilting, my eyes setting on Zade.
"Are those tears of pleasure or something else?" he asked, amused. Admiration in his gaze as if eyeing his latest masterpiece.
He... He didn’t leave.
Why?
He should have left. Isn’t that the point of everything? Taking a piece of me each time until there was nothing left to take?
His absence could have solidified everything I wanted to believe... That he was a sadistic psychopath who wanted to eat me alive, spit out the bones, and toss them away.
"Why are you still here?" I asked hoarsely, unable to recognize my own voice.
I sounded pathetic.
"Why else do you think?" He threw the question.
Anything else I had to say got lost. I couldn’t speak, my throat got thickened with emotion, and I hated how tears fell freely without effort. I blamed it on how sensitive I was right now.
Zade undid my binds, the sheets coming off like a relief. "Were you expecting me to leave?"
Yes.
I tensed the moment he lifted me into his arms with ease, my hands finding their way around his neck.
"Silly girl. What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t take care of my little kitten?"
