Page 139 of Undisputed Chaos
She pushed back against the intrusion, taking more of the handle until I was buried to the hilt in both her holes.
"Adrian," she sobbed, her body trembling with overwhelming sensation. "It's so much. So good. I love everything you do to me."
“Yeah? That’s cause you can take it, angel.” I continued to thrust deep in her pussy, pulling the knife in and out of her tight ass.
The way her pussy clenched around my cock while her ass stretched to accommodate the jade handle—fuck, she was taking it so good, like she was made for my touch alone.
My thrusts came faster, each one designed to drive her closer to madness. The knife handle moved in perfect counterpoint.
When I pulled out of her dripping cunt, I pushed the handle deeper into her ass, creating a rhythm that had her crying my name into the open room.
"Feel that, angel?" I murmured against her ear, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. "Feel how your body takes everything I give you? This tight ass stretching around my knife while your pussy milks my cock?"
She could only whimper in response, reaching back to hold my hand, nails raking down the skin hard enough to leave marks.
I shivered. I wanted her brand on me just as much as I needed mine on her.
The dual penetration was driving us both to the edge of sanity.
Her walls rippled around me with each thrust, her body caught between the hard length of my cock and the smooth jade claiming her from behind.
Sweat dripped from my forehead onto her smooth back, mixing with the sheen of moisture that coated her perfect skin.
"Adrian," she gasped, her back arching off the carpet as I hit that spot inside her that made her keen. "I can't—it's too much?—"
"You can and you will," I growled, my grip tightening on her hip while I twisted the knife handle just enough to make her cry out.
“Come, angel. Fall apart on my knife and cock.”
Her orgasm rushed over her, her entire body convulsing as waves of pleasure took her by force. Her loud, pretty moans echoed through the room and went straight to my cock.
Her walls clamped down on me like a vice while her ass fluttered around the jade, and I was lost.
I followed her over the edge with a groan that probably scared the piranhas, spilling deep inside her as my own release tore through me.
The intensity of it left me shaking, every nerve ending on fire as I emptied myself into her welcoming heat.
We collapsed together on the plush carpet, our bodies slick with sweat and trembling from the aftershocks.
The blue glow from the tank painted ethereal patterns across our intertwined limbs while the city lights filtered through the windows, casting everything in shades of silver and shadow.
I carefully withdrew the knife handle, setting it aside before gathering her closer to my chest.
She was jelly against me, her breathing slowly returning to normal as the alcohol and exhaustion began to claim her.
"Mine," I whispered against her hair, the word both a claim and a vow.
My fingers traced lazy patterns on her damp skin, mapping every curve and hollow that belonged to me. "Forever mine, angel. I can’t breathe without you.”
She murmured something unintelligible, her arms tightening around me even in her half-conscious state.
I heard the love in that sleepy sound and felt the complete trust in the way she melted against me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Isla
The morning sunlight stabbed through Adrian's massive windows like needles behind my eyelids.
