Page 57 of Dollhouse

Her ocean eyes are glued to the drops of blood that’s now running down the left side of my chest. Tate groans and licks her pouty pink lips. The cut isn’t deep enough to cause any damage, but it does bleed a lot.

She surprises me by sitting up and licking the blood from my chest.

Holy fuck.

That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

With her lips painted red, she gives me a devilish smirk before she lies back flat on the bed and spreads her thighs even further, exposing herself completely to me.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, angel. Once I take you, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine forever, and you’ll never be able to get away.”

“I’m yours forever, Rowen. No more running. With you, I’m home. Now do your worst.” Her legs wrap around my waist once again. I follow her lead and lower my head, licking the blood from her chest.

I suck her open wound into my mouth, causing her to cry out once my tongue licks her ruined flesh.

With a gasp, she grabs my head and brings my lips to hers for a passionate kiss that’s full of self-forgiveness and new beginnings.

The kiss says everything we aren’t able to say.

I align my cock with her entrance, and with one thrust, I am filling and stretching her tight, warm, wet pussy. A groan vibrates against our kiss, and I am not sure which one of us it’s from. The feeling is so fucking incredible. I keep pushing until I am fully seated inside of her taut body.

After all these years, there’s a promise I’m able to keep.

We’d found our way back to each other.

My blood is dripping on her. She looks so fucking beautiful with the crimson marring her creamy clear skin.

I grip her hips and fuck her with full force, not holding anything back.

Our sex is rough, and messy, and so us. And I wouldn’t have it any other way, and I know she wouldn’t either.

We bled for each other; we’re connected forever.

The sight of her writhing beneath me is all that I need to keep pounding into her pussy, getting her closer and closer to the edge of seeing stars.

Tate pulls me down to her once again and connects our lips. Our teeth clank together, the kiss sloppy and wet, but it’s hot, and the lingering taste of blood on her tongue drives me crazy.

Each time I push into her, I bottom out and hit her G-spot that sucks me in further. I know I am hitting it by the way her soft tissues clenches around me, and her legs begin to shake.

She bites down on my bottom lip so hard that the coppery taste of blood fills my mouth.

Her nails dig into my skin and rake down my back. I roar out at the slight sting, knowing that she’s drawing blood. She looks at me with hooded eyes. My little vixen knows what she’s doing and wants to play.

In return, I dig my own nails into the skin of her lustful hips, drawing blood of my own. We are becoming a bloody mess and I fucking love it.

I love seeing blood on her skin because of me. Because she wants to bleed for me, and vice versa. My little angel is turned on by blood, and I have every intention of fully exploiting the newfound kink.

“Oh God, I’m going to come!” she cries in pleasure, and I pick up my pace and pound into her so hard that my headboard hits against the wall and my balls slap against her in a delicious symphony.

“Not God, just Rowen.” I smirk, taking the knife from the bed beside her head and pressing it against her throat. She surprises me by tilting her head back to expose her neck to me even further. Meanwhile, my right hand slips between us and I begin rubbing her slippery clit.

The sound of skin-on-skin slapping together and the wetness of her warm pussy fills the room. Perspiration adorns my skin and drops of sweat drips down on her which she licks from her lips.

“Rowen! Fuck! Fuck! Yes!” Her legs shake, her back arches, and her eyes temporarily cross.

Her pussy squeezes my throbbing cock like a vise, and two pumps later, I am following her lead and exploding my seed deep inside of her cunt that’s still going through an orgasm. We ride out our climax at a slow pace until both of us calm down from the intensity.

At some point during our climax, the blade had nicked her neck and she bled, but not badly enough to harm her.

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