Oh, fuck. I want to hear her tell me just how much she likes it.
Are you breaking the way I want you to?
Maybe I don’t want you to break.
Fight me, Victoria.
Battle me until you fucking die.
A quiet laugh slips out of me.
“Yes..” I breathe out, the word barely more than a whisper.
I love this part.
The blood is trailing down her leg, dragging along her skin in uneven lines. My eyes follow every drop like I’m starving for it.
Iamstarving for it.
Bloodlust.
Yeah.. that’s exactly what this is. It’s kicking in.
I shift, climbing off of the table, leaving her there so wrecked, dazed, and exactly how I fucking want her. My boots hit the ground, and I drop to my knees in front of her without hesitation, drawn in automatically.
My fingers slide over her skin, dragging through the wetness, collecting it.Feelingit. I bring them up slowly, watching it stretch between my fingertips before it breaks.
I lift my mask just enough to where she can’t see who I am and press my tongue against it, tasting it like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this.
I have. Damn it, I have.
If I’m ever allowed into heaven, this is as close as I’m going to get.
A low, satisfied hum slides from my throat as I close my eyes for half a second.
“Maybe I should just eat you up.”
I force myself up from the floor. I don’t want to leave her side. No, I want to continue to lather her up in any way that I can. Drink my cum straight from her soaked pussy.
But I force myself away, and as I step back, I rip the blade from her flesh. The tape falls off of her mouth as she lets out a powerful screech.
Ilaugh manically. “That’s music to my ears, baby.”
I walk over to the table across from her where the security monitors are.
The table sits off to the side with the small black bag I brought with me. I unzip it swiftly, digging my fingers inside of it to find what I need.
Oh, yes.
There it is.
I pull the syringe out, turning it between my fingers, watching the liquid shift back and forth.
A grin tugs at my mouth as I turn back toward her.
I close the distance fast between us. As soon as I’m close enough, my hand snaps out, gripping her jaw, forcing her head to the side before she can even think about pulling away. The needle sinks into her neck in one swift motion, and I push the plunger down without hesitation.
“Shhh.. It’s okay.” I murmur, almost gentle, like the kindness in my voice will make this all better for her.