Azira
“Beautiful.” Blaine can’t take his eyes off the small incision he’s made and the droplets of blood running into the fabric and staining it. He hooks the knife into my panties and slowly cuts them away from my body, making me hotter than I’ve ever felt.
Even though this man has licked me to climax before, he’s never seen me so naked. As the tatters of my panties drop to the floor, I know I’ve never felt more vulnerable.
A soft rumble rises from his chest as his eyes dip between my thighs, making my body catch on fire.
“Sir, are you-”
He grabs my throat hard, cutting off my question before I have the chance to finish. “No questions.” There’s a darkness in his expression, one that scares me right to the core.
He drags the sharp edge of the knife past the cut in my skin in my lower abdomen and moves it downward, stopping just above my clit.
I draw in a sharp inhale of oxygen as the anticipation is killing me. This man is unpredictable and clearly a little insane, and I’m standing here entirely at his mercy. Naked, vulnerable and yet needier than I’ve ever been.
His eyes flash with fire as he drags the knife lower, the serrated edge grazing against my clit.
I shudder, as I’ve never felt so sensitive before in all my life. My nipples are harder than stone as he drags it lower and then angles the tip inside of me. It feels like my heart stops beating a moment as I wonder how far he’d take this. Our eyes are locked together, and he’s watching me with a sadistic glee that makes my stomach churn.
“Are you scared of monsters yet, malishka?”
I swallow hard and consider the question. Monsters have never scared me, but then I’ve never been at the mercy of one like I am now. And yet I can’t find any fear. As I stare into his hazel eyes, I feel nothing but pure, unadulterated desire. The more important question is, what the fuck is wrong with me for not fearing this beast?
I shake my head in response.
Blaine smirks, and there’s a hint of disbelief in those hazel eyes.
I may not fear monsters, but I fear just how far this one will take things. How depraved can Blaine Luigi be?
My breath hitches as I feel him gently move the sharp tip of the knife between my folds. The anticipation and danger of the situation only makes me wetter.
Would he really shove a sharp knife inside of me?
I feel the tip disappear, but just as fast as it’s gone, I’m filled to the hilt with something. A scream rises up my throat and I can’t keep it in, as the thought that he just shoved a knife inside of me makes me sick.
“There’s no need to scream, although I must admit the sound makes me harder than nails.”
It’s at that point I realize he hasn’t put the sharp end of the knife inside of me, but is holding it by that end and shoving the handle into my pussy. I swallow hard as I look down and see his blood dripping down the handle of the knife.
“You are so fucking wet. I can feel your arousal dripping down the handle of the knife and onto my hand, mixing with my blood,” he growls.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and look into his eyes. “Maybe that’s because I’m just as depraved as you.” I swallow hard. “Maybe you’re not the only monster.”
Blaine shakes his head, fucking me with the handle of the knife in a steady rhythm as he drives me toward the edge. “No, you’re a fucking angel who’s being corrupted by a monster.” He grits his teeth as pain floods his irises, more blood dripping from his hand as he fucks me. “How does it feel getting fucked with the handle of a knife?”
I fear the answer because I know it means I’m sick. “It feels good,” I practically whisper.
“And would you like it if I cut you some more?”
I shut my eyes, unable to believe my answer. “Yes, sir.”
An animalistic sound tears from his throat as he pulls the handle of the knife out of me and drops it with a clang to the floor, making me jump. Blaine wraps his bloodied hand around my throat, his eyes utterly lost to the depravity now as he smirks. “I want you to wear a collar of my blood around your neck.” He squeezes harder. “And I’m going to cut you more and smear your blood over my body. Once I’ve finally satisfied my sick bloodlust, I’m going to take your virginity, even if you scream at me not to.”
I stare at him in surprise, wondering why I’d scream at him not to when I’ve already begged him to fuck me. The prospect only makes me more excited, that no matter what I say, there’s no stopping this beast’s hunger for me.