Page 74 of Once A Villain

“What are you doing?”

“You know what I’m doing,” I groan, running my hands down her stomach and settling my weight between her thighs.

“Axe…”

“Shh,” I whisper, “be my good girl.”

I start to press inside her, and she immediately tenses.

“Axe, if you put your dick in me one more time, I will kill you in your sleep.”

“Are you flirting with me?” I lean in close, my lips brushing her ear as I nip her lobe. She whimpers, digging her fingers into my skin.

I drag my tongue down her neck, savoring the taste of her heated skin. My teeth graze her collarbone, and she gasps. I tighten my grip around her throat, feeling the frantic beat of her pulse beneath my fingers. “I’m going to fuck you until you pass out. And then, if you’re still up for it, you can try to kill me.”

I sink my teeth into her flesh, and she cries out.

“I will have you begging me to fuck you, Rory. Just like I will have you begging for mercy.” I bite her collarbone hard enough to draw blood.

“You made me bleed,” she gasps, as I lick the wound.

“I like the taste of your blood,” I say, tracing my tongue along the bite mark.

“You’re sick.”

“I am.”

Ignoring her protests, I reach for the leather restraints hidden under the bed and quickly secure her wrists to the headboard.

She struggles against them, but my strength easily overpowers her small frame. As she stares at me with anger and tears in her eyes, I know what’s about to come—her pleading and begging for mercy as I take control of her body.

“Please, Axe, I need you to be gentle. Please.”

“Little siren,” I rasp, gripping her jaw to force her eyes to meet mine, “I warned you. I don’t do gentle.” I lean in, my lips brushing hers as I murmur, “But don’t worry. You’ll enjoy every second of it.”

I claim her mouth, cutting off any protest, my tongue sweeping in to dominate hers. She stiffens, but it doesn’t take long for her hips to rise, her body giving in. She can fight me all she wants, but her body knows who it belongs to. And I’ll make damn sure she never forgets.

I press the head of my cock to her entrance, teasing her soaked slit. Her arms strain against the restraints, her breathing hitching as I stretch her, inch by inch. Her walls clamp down, and I groan, the heat of her wrapping around me.

Her cry tears through the room when I thrust deeper, burying myself to the hilt. She shakes, her legs locking around me, her hips grinding for more. I lower my weight onto my forearm, pinning her beneath me, chest to chest.

She’ll take all of me, every inch, until there’s nothing left to give.

“Fuck, Rory,” I growl, sinking my teeth into her neck.

She whimpers, her pussy clenching around my cock, her breaths coming in heavy, labored bursts. My hand grips her ass, lifting her hips, driving in deeper.

The sound of our skin slapping together, mingled with our groans, drives me wild. Her head is thrown back, her hips rocking to meet mine with a frenzied rhythm.

“Fuck,” she moans. “Axe, I’m gonna…” Her words are cut off by a sharp cry as I slam into her, her body exploding in pleasure.

Her pussy pulses, muscles convulsing around me. Using her wrists for leverage, I keep my relentless pace, chasing my own release. Her pussy continues to spasm, her body shuddering beneath me.

“Axel!” she screams my name, the tight grip around my length pushing me over the edge.

I yank out and spill my release onto her stomach, my cum covering her perfect skin.

I collapse beside her, struggling to steady my ragged breaths. Pleasure rolls through me, and the euphoria is addictive.

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