My fingers graze her shoulder, tracing the line of her collarbone. I slide it down to cup her breast, ghosting my fingers over her nipple.
The pull between us is a living thing. I feel it pull me closer. I feel it force me to take her. This is what it means to want—to truly want. She is the only thing in the world that makes me powerless.
Hallie's breath hitches faintly, her subconscious reacting to my touch. A soft sigh parts from her lips, stirring the still air like a butterfly's wings. Her body shifts, a subtle arching toward my hand, as if she's seeking me. And that’s enough to do me in.
I shift, lining my cock up with her tight little pussy. I tease the head of it against her, sliding just the tip into her lips, up to her clit, then back down again. It feels so good I can barely contain myself, my breath heaving from the insane control I maintain. If I gave in to what I really want, I would have split her in half already. I would have fucked her raw until she screamed in pain.
But I love her. And I’m trying to balance my obsession with my love. I spit on her cunt, rubbing my cock into it, coating it so I can ease into her. She doesn’t move, but she moans lightly as I finally push in to the hilt.
The moment I hit it all the way is the moment I realize I can’t stop. I start pumping, sliding in and out of her, the intense friction from her lack of arousal feels so fucking good, so fucking tight, that it’s hard to control myself.
I’m fucking her now, a steady, fast rhythm that has me grunting and no longer trying to be quiet. I don’t care if I wake her, I don’t care about anything except fucking her perfect little cunt.
Hallie's eyelids flutter open, her hazy gaze colliding with mine in the dim light. It's too late, there's no going back now. I'm already inside her, filling her up, claiming her as mine. Her hands find my hips, nails digging in, but not in the way I thought they would be. She pushes me down, my full length inside her, grinding against her.
“Si,” she moans, her voice like a siren's song. She arches her back into my thrusts, her heels digging into the mattress. Herbreathing is ragged, her chest heaving as she surrenders to the pleasure. “Oh, fuck, Silas,” she moans again, and it's the hottest goddamn thing I've ever heard.
I growl in response, my primal side taking over. I grab her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh, and I pound into her with a new fervor.
Hallie's moans only spur me on, her nails dragging down my back. Her cries are music to my ears, each moan, each gasp, fueling my desire. I'm drowning in her, lost in the depths of her passion, and I've never felt more alive. Her tight cunt grips me like a vice, her inner walls milking my cock with every thrust. It's too much, too much sensation, but not enough.
I'm close, so fucking close, but damn it all to hell, I don't want this to end. Ever.
My thrusts become even more frantic, my mind a blur of white-hot need and the overwhelming desire to make her mine. And God help me, I never want to let go.
“That's it, baby,” I growled in her ear, my voice raspy with lust. “You feel so fucking good. Your cunt is so tight, so wet for me.”
I increase my pace, slamming into her with a primal fury that shakes the bed. My hips slap against hers, echoing through the silent room like a primal drumbeat, the only soundtrack to our frantic fucking.
Hallie's breathing becomes erratic, her moans louder, more desperate. “Silas,” she pants, her nails digging deeper into my skin, “I . . . I'm . . . oh, fuck!”
With a cry that I feel in my very bones, Hallie's body shudders beneath mine, her pussy clenching around my cock as the powerful force of her orgasm courses through her. “Silas!” she cries out my name, her voice a mix of passion and surprise.
I pull out of her and flip her over. “Get on your hands and knees,” I command. “You’re going to come again.”
I grab my knife and the tiny device from the nightstand and hold the cold steel against her back as I thrust myself back inside her.
Her pussy throbs with aftershocks as I continue fucking her like my life depends on it.
“Say you’re mine, Hallie.”
“I’m yours.”
“Mmm good girl. I’m going to mark you now, okay, baby? I’m going to cut my initial into your skin.” My cock swells impossibly hard as I talk about using my knife on her. I half expect her to recoil, to tell me to fuck off, but she just turns her head and looks at me with a slackened jaw.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused in my fucking life. I’m combining the two things I love most in this world, Hallie and blood, while my cock fucks her pussy like it’s my last day on earth.
I grab her hair and pull it, causing her back to arch. The angle is heaven, but it also gives me a clear spot on the back of her neck to mark her. I slow my pace enough to steady myself. My cock slides in and out of Hallie’s cunt as I carve an S into her skin. Blood drips down onto her back and onto her ass, a crimson rivulet that taunts me.
“Take a deep breath, baby,” I say as I insert the rice-sized microchip into her. She hisses and I lean down to kiss her, soothing the sting of the cut.
I wrap my arm around her and use the hilt of the now-bloody blade to rub against her clit. My knife, my favorite tool in taking a life, will now be what makes my love come all over my cock. I’m fucking delirious from it.
“Oh my god, don’t stop,” she cries, and I press the hilt harder against her as I go back to fucking her like an animal. I don’t know how I’ve lasted this long, but it’s a goddamn miracle andI almost sigh with relief when I feel her muscles start to spasm again.
Her climax is all the encouragement my already-ragged self-control needs. With a primal growl I barely recognize as my own, I let go, my hips pounding into hers as my cock pulses deep inside her.
At the last second, I pull out, and shoot my cum all over her ass and back. Wave after wave of pleasure courses through me, tearing me apart and stitching me back together again. My whole body tenses, every muscle taut as I empty myself onto her, my milky white cum mixing with Hallie’s scarlet blood. The image could make me come all over again.