An unpleasant thought crossed my mind. “Did that cazzone take that, too, from you?” From me?
“Took what?”
“Your ass, did he take that virginity, too?”
She glared at me, her lips curling with disgust. “None of your business.”
My hand squeezed around her throat so abruptly her eyes bulged, her mouth gaping open. “Everything about you is my fucking business. Now, answer. Did he take you from behind?”
Wheezing, she shook her head.
Good. That was mine to take for the first time and every time to come. It would be our thing, but first things first. “Have you ever let anybody touch you? Anywhere?”
“Don’t you fucking know what happened to me?” She choked. “Why are you asking again?”
I left her throat, and she coughed wildly. The back of my hand brushed against her cheek. “You didn’tletyour father touch you. You didn’t give yourself to him willingly. But I want to know if you did with someone else.”
“If you’re so hung up on virginity and purity, why do you want me? Why didn’t you have some virgin princess of the many lining up in your families for the taking? Why did you bend over backwards to marry someone else’s leftover?”
“No. No, Nicky. That’s not what you are.” I squatted by her side and kissed her cheek, getting another whiff of her intoxicating smell, my own drug. “To me, you’re perfection.” Perfection I so wanted to ruin.
“Stop it. Please stop it…and stop touching me.”
“I can’t.”
“If I told you I let someone else touch me, would you finally lose interest and stop?”
“No.” I didn’t think I’d ever be able to lose interest no matter what her sins were. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of her even if she was the devil herself. “And that would be a lie if you said it, wouldn’t it?”
“Pathetically, yes.”
“You’re not pathetic.”
“Yes, I am, and so are you. You wouldn’t be if you needed to force a girl into your bed.”
I chuckled. We both knew I didn’t need to force a girl into my bed. “You’re so cute when you try to rile me up.” My lips slid toward hers and stilled. “Kiss me.”
How her eyes dipped to my mouth and the hitch to her breath didn’t go unnoticed. “No.”
“Kiss me, Nicky.”
“No!”
I growled and mashed my lips against hers. My tongue pried her mouth open, invading her. She squirmed, the cuffs rumbling, the perky flesh of her tits bumping against my chest. Then something sharp speared my tongue and lips. Her teeth.
Without even a flinch, I savored her taste mixed with the metallic taste of blood and pain. She bit even harder until my teeth grazed her flesh, threatening to do the same.
“The fuck?” she mumbled.
I deepened my kiss, getting my fix for now. Then I forced myself to pull away before I lost control and ruined our game. “Again, not what you expected, little kitten, eh?” I drew my thumb across the blood on my mouth and smeared her already red lips with it. A little groan fled my throat. “My pre-cum on your cheek, my blood on your mouth and very soon my cum on your skin…”
“You’re a sick fuck psycho, just like Tino, just like Leo, just like Frank Baldi.”
“Careful! Don’t compare me to any man you’ve known, especially not to a pathetic loser like the traitor or a piece of shit like the child rapist. It won’t end well.” I rose to my feet and let one of her hands loose. “Now, you be a good girl and do as you’re told.”
I didn’t give her a chance to object. I guided her fingers myself inside her pussy and sat, my back against the wall across from hers. Parting my legs to give her a better view of my erection and engorged balls, I stroked myself. “Get to work.”
“Fuck you,” she seethed.