BLUE
Fred tied her hands and feet to the bed, so she wouldn’t reach out to touch herself. He occasionally fingered her, leaving her whenever she was on the verge, and repeating it all over again.
Though seeing her in agony excited me, I felt sorry for her, knowing what she must be going through.
‘You don’t have to make such a face, brother. You were the one who brought this idea!’ Fred accused, narrowing his eyes at me.
Bella panted on the bed, tired and begging for relief.
‘But -‘
‘Don’t give me that shit. And don’t start acting like a saint. Who was it that wanted to fuck her raw and brand his name on her pussy with a knife?!’
I looked away from him, knowing he was telling the truth. After the call we had with her this afternoon, I almost went mad at the thought of another man touching her.
She might be our toy, but that never meant we wanted other men to look at her, to leer at her with those disgusting eyes of theirs. I wanted to go on a killing spree, gorging out the eyes of all who had seen her before.
Leaving the house was the only way Fred knew to stop me from causing damage to the building. For the first time since we arrived in the human world, we stepped out of that gate, just because of a little human, a toy we got.
‘You were the one who brought up this entire idea. Don’t tell me you are getting cold feet?’ Fred spat, his gaze burning into mine with a ferocity I matched.
Fred and I were the only survivors of the Royal family of Lyxant. Well, that was why you excluded our estranged uncle. We have always shared pets. None of them lasted for over 2 days. Either they completely broke or they died from taking us at the same time. That was why we stayed single for 50 years until we saw Bella on the news.
There was something about her that drew us to her. A glance was all it took for us to crave something we never did before – warmth. We only fucked and discarded, never formed a bond with others.
With her, we wanted to possess her, fuck her, make her break while giving her pleasure. Each time we spend with her, we get this primal urge to make her bleed, to curl beneath our feet in agony.
“Please, just touch me. Fuck me if you will,” she pleaded. Her eyes dilated, and her face screwed up in pain.
Her arousal soaked the bed under her. Her clit was swollen, and her pussy was red from getting spanked.
As my gaze skimmed over her body, I got this urge to own her, to mar her skin with marks, to use my leather whips on her, spanking her until she climaxed, while crying out in pain. I wished to trace her skin with a knife or a hot needle as I carved my name on her skin.
‘Our names,’ Fred corrected, his gaze back on our pet, whose pleadings had turned into murmurs.
Unlike me, Fred was more humane. Though he craved pain just like I did, there was a level he never yearned to reach. I own this room. I bought everything, waiting for the right woman to step up. One who would satisfy my fantasies and embrace my darkness, not one who would run at the sight of who I was.
My people called me the Devil. I never disputed that because I was one. They knew me as the devil with the face and voice of an angel. While Fred looked like the bad one, people assumed I was the angel. But that was until I shed the cloak covering my monster.
Showing them never to determine a person’s identity by their faces.
Our doll also made that mistake when she met us for the first time. She thought I was an angel, tagging poor Fred as the devil.
It would be fun to slowly unveil myself to her until she realized her mistake.
Fred trailed his fingers down her legs before going up, not touching her pussy. He was driving her to the point of insanity, and that excited me. The tears that gushed down her eyes made me want to lean down and lick it, but I held myself like I’d been doing since the first day she stripped. If I ever give in to my demon, she might never survive it.
“Please.” Her pleas now came as a murmur.
“Have you learned your lessons, bunny?” Fred questioned, smiling.
While I had a knack for pain and blood, Fred had one for teasing. He was good at that, a perfect man for it. He preferred toying with his pets. The teasing devil was his other name.
“Yes.”
Fred looked up at me, silently asking if I agreed to it. A smile crept over my face as I thought of another punishment for her.
‘I can smell trouble from a mile away, brother. What’s going through that thick skull of yours?’ He arched a perfect eyebrow, smiling as two of his fingers sank into her pussy.
The cries of pain she made turned me on. My dick kept straining against my trousers like it had been doing since she crawled towards us, but it wasn’t time to relieve her with them. At least not tonight.
‘Relief her of her pains first. We will talk about my plans later.’ I focused on Bella, not wanting to miss anything as she shook under him, her pussy clenching tight around his fingers, hungrily sucking them in. Her arsehole clenched, the little pink thing eager for something hard in it.
Her yells were all we heard as she climaxed, squirting her juice on the bed as she collapsed on it, panting. Fuck! It was so alluring, so freaking beautiful.
Fred removed his fingers from her cunt and licked them, humming with a smirk on his face.
“So, what’s your plan?” He asked, this time not through our mind-link.