Blaine.
A crease forms in between her brows. “Why would I do that when I’ve already asked you to fuck me multiple times?”
“Because we haven’t even touched the surface of how sick I am.” I slide the knife across her lower abdomen with more force, creating a two-inch cut that’s not too deep but bleeds well. Using my free hand, I drag my fingers through the blood and smear it across her beautiful, soft skin.
She shudders, glancing down at it.
The blood drives me wild as small rivulets cascade down her tanned skin and disappear between her thighs. I don’t know how far I can take this, but now I’ve started, I won’t be able to stop no matter what. Even if Azira begs me too, I don’t believe I have the control to bring this to an end.
I flick the edge of the knife between her soaking wet folds and she shudders, eyes widening.
“Are you regretting playing with a monster yet, little virgin?” I taunt.
Her eyes narrow and her lips purse together. “No.”
She’s trying to sound certain, but I can hear the wobble in her voice. I can sense the fear rolling off of her in waves. This virgin has bitten off more than she can chew.
There’s no denying she’s aroused as her juice rolls down her thighs, making them glisten in the dim light of the basement. I drop to my knees in front of her and lick her perfect cunt, tasting her arousal mixed with blood. A primal desire tightens my gut as I grab her hips hard and force her closer.
Azira gasps as I nip her clit with my teeth, making her legs tremble.
“I’m going to devour you, malishka,” I say, looking up at her as she gazes down at me. It’s rare that I’m so willing to be on my knees for a woman, but for Azira, I think I’d do anything to have her.
Her cheeks are flushed a pretty pink as she watches me with those honey-brown eyes which are so dilated there’s only a small rim around her pupil. “Then get on with it.”
I growl softly and sink my teeth into her inner thigh, making her yelp. “Be careful what you wish for.” I do the same on the other thigh and she shudders. And then I return my attention to her center, licking and nipping until she’s moaning like a whore.
When she least expects it, I bring the knife up and slide the serrated edge over the bite marks on her thighs, cutting through the skin until blood beads on the surface.
Azira stares down at me with pure desire in her eyes. “Stop playing with me, sir.”
I lick the blood from her skin, groaning. “You taste delicious.”
Her lips purse together. “What part of me?”
“Every part.” I stand and kiss her roughly, my tongue thrusting into her mouth and forcing her to taste her blood and arousal. And then I pull away and look into her eyes. “Can you taste yourself?”
Her throat bobs as she swallows. “Yes, sir.”
I grab her shoulder and slide the knife through her skin. All the wounds I inflict are superficial, but I know how to draw a heavenly amount of blood without doing too much damage. “I want to paint both of us in your blood.”
Azira’s eyes dilate as she braces her hand on my shoulder for stability.
“And then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know what has hit you,” I murmur into her ear, letting my teeth graze it as I slide the knife over her back softly just cutting the skin as blood drips slowly down it. “Are you sure you are ready for this?” I pull back and gaze into her eyes.
Her bottom lip trembles as she shakes her head. “No, but I want you so badly.”
I growl and bite her shoulder hard, leaving marks where my teeth sunk into the flesh. “Turn around,” I order.
She does as she’s told, showing me her back and the small cut I inflicted. I drag a thumb through the blood, smearing it over her skin. The need to be naked and to have her blood against my skin drives me to undress as I pull off my tie, shirt, and jacket off first, discarding them on the floor. And then I unbuckle my pants and pull down the zipper, enjoying the way Azira tenses as the sound.
The knife falls from my hand with a clang to the stone floor. “I’m going to destroy you, Azira. Are you sure you are prepared for this?” I ask, as I drop my pants and kick off my shoes, standing in only my tight briefs.
She glances over her shoulder with her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
“Face forward,” I bark.
Her throat bobs as she reluctantly keeps facing forward. “I’m prepared for anything you may throw at me.”
I drop my briefs to the floor and kick them to the side, my cock hard as stone and straining. And then I bend over and retrieve the knife before moving toward her and pressing the hard length of my cock against her backside, making her gasp. “Sir, I-”
I spank her ass hard. “No talking. I just want you to stop overthinking everything and enjoy this.” I grab her leg behind her knee and force it to bend, opening herself to me. Her body shudders as she panics, feeling as if she’s going to fall forward. “I’m supporting your weight.” And then I put the knife between my teeth as I use my free hand to guide the tip of my cock against her dripping wet cunt.
Her body becomes tense. “What are you-”
Irritation at her questioning me drives me forward as I thrust my cock into her tight, virginal entrance. I don’t give her a moment to prepare or overthink the moment as I tear her virginity from her in one quick moment.
She screams in pain, and the scream makes me harden inside of her.