Page 29 of Welcome to Carnage

He rubs his bloodied hands over my neck. “You’re so beautiful, covered in your blood.” His hands, stained with my blood, are surprisingly gentle as they drift down to the apex of my thighs.

A gasp escapes my lips as he slips a finger inside me, the sharp sting of pain an addictive contrast to the waves of pleasure that follow. Any fear I did feel is gone, replaced only by a pure and primal need to have this man inside me, no matter how fucked up that is. We’ve already passed the sign for crazy town and are heading into psychotic territory, but I don’t give a shit. It feels right. Me and him. Us. As if we were always meant to be.

NYX

The first sight of her bare, spread, and dripping for me almost has me coming undone. I grin at her, and my fingers tighten on her hips. “You ready, little hellion?” I growl, sliding the head of my cock against her wet entrance. She gasps, her body trembling, and I can’t help but laugh. “Scared? You should be.”

With a savage thrust, I push into her, tearing through her virginity. Her scream echoes through the trees, and the wild, feral pleasure it stokes in me is unlike anything I’ve ever known. “That’s it, scream for me, Avina,” I hiss in her ear, my voice rough with lust. “You’re mine. All mine.”

I fuck her against the tree, using her body as I please. She’s so goddamn tight, and the sensation drives me insane. I want to mark her, make her scream my name until she can’t remember anything else. “You feel so good, Avina. So fucking good.” I move her to the forest floor, placing her on her back, and groan. “You’re bleeding for me, baby,” I rasp, feeling her slick virgin blood on my dick. “Your virgin blood on my cock… Fuck, it’s so fucking hot.”

I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze, watching her eyes bulge as she struggles to draw oxygen. “I’ve never been this fucking hard, Avina.”

I can see the panic in her eyes, the pain, but beneath it all, there’s pleasure. A dark, sinful pleasure that matches my own. Her nails dig into my back, leaving marks that will linger for days. Good. I want her mark on me. I need it.

Only once I’m sure she’s getting close to passing out do I release her throat.

She gasps for oxygen, eyes wider than saucers. “I almost passed out.”

I smirk. “And it felt good, didn’t it? My cock splitting you apart and my hand stopping the oxygen?”

She nods, a haunted look in her eyes. “Please do it again,” she murmurs.

I smirk. “Beg me, Avina,” I command, pulling out of her completely.

Her body tenses, her mouth opening to protest, but no sound comes out.

I smirk, holding my cock at her entrance but refusing to thrust back in. “I said, beg me,” I repeat, my voice hard.

“Please, Nyx. Please,” she whispers.

Her pleas stir something dark and primal within me, but it’s not enough. I need more. “That’s not begging, Avina.” I curl a hand around her hip, my thumb tracing the curve of her lower belly. “I want to hear your need, your desperation.” I guide the head of my cock to her entrance, teasing her with the promise of what’s to come. “Beg me, Avina,” I command again, my voice a low growl. “Beg me harder.”

“Nyx,” she groans, her voice shaky and full of need. “I need you. I fucking need you.” She grinds against the head of my cock, her wetness coating me. “I need your cock, Nyx. I need it deep. So fucking deep.” Her nails dig into my back, adding a delicious sting to her feverish pleas. “Tear me apart, Nyx. Fuck me until I can’t walk, until I can’t think, and until all I know is you.” She arches her back, presenting herself to me, her eyes pleading. “Fill me up, Nyx. Fill my cunt with your cock. Make it hurt so good. I need it. I fucking need it.”

I grin as her words wash over me, the sheer desperation in her voice fueling my lust. “That’s it, Avina. That’s how you beg,” I growl approvingly.

I thrust into her as hard as possible, burying my cock so deep inside her that she cries out. Her body jolts beneath me, her fingers clawing at my back as she adjusts to the brutal intrusion. I don’t give her time to adjust, starting a punishing rhythm and making her cry. Each thrust is harder, deeper, designed to break, claim, and mark her as mine. I glance down, watching as my cock disappears inside her, the sight only adding to my arousal. “That’s it, Avina,” I groan, “Take my cock. Take all of it.”

Her nails dig into my back, her cries growing louder with each thrust.

“You’re mine, Avina. All fucking mine,” I growl.

I don’t slow, driving into her with an animalistic frenzy. “You hear me, Avina?” I grit out between thrusts. “You’re fucking mine. Mine to take. Mine to fuck. Mine to breed.” I feel the words reverberate through me, causing a tightening in my balls.

“Oh fuck! Nyx, I’m going to—”

I wrap my hand around her throat and block her oxygen. “Good little hellion. Come on my cock while I starve you of oxygen.”

Her eyes widen, and her mouth falls open in a silent scream, her cunt gripping me so tight, milking me for my cum as it’s so fucking greedy.

“Good girl, coming on my cock like that.”

I thrust harder, slamming into her like a beast. I stake my claim with every thrust, marking her from the inside, branding her with my lust. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum, Avina. I’m going to breed you every fucking day. Over and over until every part of you is marked by me. You hear that, Avina? You’re mine, now and forever.”

I reach down, capturing her chin, forcing her to look at me. “And everyone’s going to know,” I growl. “You’re going to wear my ring, wear my mark, and anyone who has a problem with that can fuck off, or I’ll kill them.”

Her eyes widen, her breath hitching as my words sink in. I thrust into her one final time, my orgasm tearing through me as I spill into her, filling her with my seed. As the tremors of pleasure subside, I whisper in her ear, “You’re mine, Avina. Now and forever. Anyone who wants you will have to go through me. And I don’t like their chances.”

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