Page 85 of Blood and Thorns
Boom. Boom. Boom.
The bass vibrated the floor, drowning out my senses.
Something encircled my ankle, and I screamed as I was yanked, my nails digging into the carpet. I was forced onto my back, the sudden movement knocking the air from my lungs before I managed to fight, kicking and scratching before he pinned my hands above my head.
I froze when I saw his mask, my fear doubling as Sebastianloomed over me like the grim reaper, those dark, stormy eyes reflecting nothing but primal desire.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
The club was alive around us, the lights and music disorienting.
“Don’t move,” he commanded, and even his voice, deep and intoxicating, was enough for my body to warm. I didn’t move, especially when there was a glint of metal in his hand.
With his knees on either side of my hips, he sliced my dress down its centre with the knife, the spotlights making it glisten when they flicked on overhead. My breasts sprung free, and he immediately placed the tip of his blade to my left nipple, pressing until I felt a sharp sting, followed by a stream of liquid heat.
Fire pulsed between my legs at his erotic growl, those eyes watching the single drip of blood travel down the curve of my breast.
“Belle.”
The sound of a zipper, and I risked looking down, my mouth drying as he gripped his cock in his large, veiny hand. It somehow looked bigger, thicker in the menacing light.
It wasn’t going to fit,I thought, which was stupid considering it already had.
“Eyes on me,” he demanded, and I automatically glanced up at the same time he thrusted forward, forcing me to try and take him to the hilt.
My back bowed under the onslaught, my body protesting, even with how wet I was. But he didn’t seem to care, stretching me to the limit while staring down at me like I was his.
“Look how well you submit,mon petit lapine.”
I whimpered at the words, my legs automaticallyencircling his waist to take him deeper. I rocked up with his thrusts, absorbed with the way he used me for his benefit. It was as if I was the fuel, and he was the match ready to set me alight.
I revelled in the pleasure, chasing the pain just because it made me feel present.
Less lost in a world where I had no purpose but to survive.
His attention was an addiction, the intensity of it a stimulation I wanted to never stop. Sebastian fucked me like I was his catharsis, and I wanted it. Wantedhimjust as much as I hated him.
My orgasm was approaching at a rapid speed, making my movements more frenzied as I gripped his arms to better anchor myself against his violent thrusts. He didn’t stop me when I sank my nails into his skin, wanting him to experience just a fraction of my loss of control.
The growl that vibrated his chest almost sent me over the edge, the sound sending both dread and delight across my skin.
“Wait…” I cried when he pulled out, only to flip me onto my stomach. He tore the rest of my dress away, and it wasn’t lost on me that I was now entirely naked. Exposed while he was fully dressed. Just another power imbalance. “Sebastian!”
Lifting my hips so I was on my knees, he pounded into me from behind, and I let out a strangled scream at how deep he could reach. This position hit new angles, and I clenched around him when he slapped a palm against my arse.
Those same fingers pressed deeper into the skin, drawing out the sting, making me whimper and beg for more.
“My needy little slut.” His fingers brushed lower,dipping to the space where his body joined mine before moving to press against my back hole.
I gasped, jerking away until he wrapped his spare hand at the hair on my nape.
“Enough,” he warned, his finger brushing, teasing. “Your mouth is mine. Your cunt is mine, and this little hole…” His thumb pressed into me. “Is mine.”
My orgasm tore through my soul, my mind lightheaded as I shattered into a million fractured pieces. The sound of his thrusts and his skin on mine echoed around us until I was free falling again, my body trembling.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he rasped, his thumb thrusting in rhythm with his hips. “And all mine.”
I couldn’t breathe, my body exhausted as I accepted every inch.
