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Ryker doesn’t let up. He continues eating me like his life depends on it. I can’t breathe, and my heart rate skyrockets. The muscles in my stomach are sore from tensing, and a wave of dizziness hits me.

The next orgasm is just as powerful and consuming, and it completely decimates my energy once it’s over. I melt into the mattress, boneless and with no will to move. Movement comes from between my legs, and I peel my eyes open to look down. Ryker’s head is lifted, and he’s looking up at me. His lower face is covered with my juices, including some smears of my blood.

I don’t understand his fixation on tasting my blood, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make my insides heat.

“Goddamn fucking perfection,” he says quietly, licking his lips.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

HIM

Ihum in the back of my throat as Savina’s delicious blood and cum still coat my tongue. What makes the combination so delectable is that coppery essence came from her pussy when I tore through her virginity. Her innocence is mine, just as everything else about her is.

Worth the wait doesn’t come close to covering what I felt when I licked her on the inside. My vicious little angel is more tasty than I could have ever imagined.

Her chin is dipped against her chest as she stares down at me. Her cheeks are tinted red, and her breasts quiver with her uneven breathing. There’s a light coat of sweat on her forehead, and a little pulse in her neck that’s rapping away in her vein. Her eyes are dazed from the orgasm I just gave her.

I let her legs go, and they fall forward, her feet landing on either side of me. I get to my knees and loom over her. Now that the appetizer is over, and I’ve taken care of her virginity, it’s time for the main course.

My cock pulses and a drop of pre-cum seeps from the tip. The thought crosses my mind to crawl up her body and feed her my cock, as I just fed from her, but that’ll have to wait. There’s a more pressing need that I want first.

Grabbing her waist, I flip her over to her stomach and pull her up to her knees. Her legs aren’t wide enough, so I push them apart. With my hand on the center of her back, I shove her chest to the bed. Her back arches so beautifully, her plump ass sticking up in the air.

Her sex glistens in the room’s light, and a small trickle of blood seeps from her hole. Her asshole is dead center with my vision and my cock jerks with anticipation of using it later.

I palm my length and point it down, notching the tip at her soaked entrance.

“Whose pussy does this belong to?” I ask through gritted teeth.

“You,” she says, that one word coming out a breathless moan.

“That’s right. Mine. Only fucking mine.” I wrap one hand around her hip and bend over her so my lips are at her ear. “For two goddamn years, Vicious. I watched and waited. Do you know how hard it is to breathe without air? To know you’re alive but you don’t feel your heart beating? To see but only in black and white?”

I force my hips forward with a brutal thrust. Despite breaking through her hymen a few moments ago, a finger and tongue are no match for a cock. Especially one of my size.

Savina screams, the sound so loud it’s nearly deafening. She tries to scramble away from me, attempting to fall forward to get my cock out of her. Her fingers grip the edge of the mattress above her head, using it to pull herself away.

“Stop! Out!” she yells. “Take it out! It hurts!”

None of her struggles or demands do her any good. I hold her in place with bruising grips around her waist. There’s no way infuck I’m stopping the beast that’s come out to play. She’ll take my cock whether she wants it or not. I’ve wait too fucking long, was patient for two goddamn years, to give a shit if it hurts her or not. All her fighting and begging manage to do is make my cock harder and want to fuck her deeper.

I bare my teeth and hiss out a breath as her snug heat grips me tightly. Nothing has ever felt this fucking good.

Goddamn, she so fucking tight and warm. Fucking perfect.

Ignoring her useless attempts to get away, I pull my hips back and slam forward, burying every hard inch of my cock inside her delicious heat. She cries out again, and I luxuriate in the desperate sound.

“Begging won’t save you, Vicious,” I tell her, grinding against her pussy. “It only drives the madness up a notch and makes me want to fuck you deeper, faster,fucking harder.” I pull back and drive forward with more strength.

“Please.” Her voice is raspy. “I can’t… it hurts too much.”

I look down at where we’re connected and see more blood on my shaft when I pull out. The sight has my dick growing thicker and pushes me closer to the edge. I decided long ago to take her virginity with my fingers because I wanted to have her taste in my mouth when she first bled. My only regret was that I wouldn’t see that red coating my cock. This is a pleasant and intensely pleasurable surprise.

“You’ll take my cock,” I pull back so just the tip is inside then power forward again so hard my balls clap against her clit, “because your pussy was made to take onlymycock. I own you, Savina. Every fucking inch. Stop blubbering like a baby and fucking take what’s only yours to have.”

Her fingers dig into the mattress, and her face, which is turned sideways, scrunches in pain. Tears leak from her eyes, and they slide off the tip of her nose. I want to lean down and lick up all of her tears. Seeing her pain and knowing I gave it to hersends white hot fire through my blood and heightens my lust to crazed levels.

I shove against her with another powerful thrust, and her knees give out. I follow her down as her stomach meets the mattress. Laying my chest against her back, I press my pelvis against her ass and grind down. Wrapping my fingers through her thick hair, I yank her head back so I have access to her mouth. The saltiness of tears mixes with her own unique taste.

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