Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
“Calm down,” he tells me. “I’m better at this than them. I’m a professional; I know what I’m doing.”
“Okay.”
He takes my hand and moves it between my legs, guiding my fingers over my wet slit. “You should touch your pussy,” he says. “It’ll take the edge off. Different sides of the same coin, remember?”
I nod, and he watches as I push them inside of me, slowly pumping them in and out. I can hear how wet and slick I am with both of our cum still inside me, and I know he can, too.
“Fuck, there you go,” he groans and digs the knife into my skin. “The only thing that could make that sight even prettier is your blood.”
“Ahh!” I scream, gritting my teeth as I try not to squirm too much under the blade.
“Don’t stop fucking yourself, Teagan,” he says as the knife slices through my skin. I slide my cum-drenched fingers out of my pussy and onto my clit, and he’s rightit does help. My skin burns as blood runs from the wound down my abdomen, over my pelvis, and between my legs, and it does feel good.
Different sides of the same coin.
“Oh, god,” I moan, the pleasure between my legs beginning to outweigh the searing pain of the blade.
“Almost done ” he says. “There.”
He sets the knife aside and moves down the bed, staring at his work before lowering his mouth to the wound, kissing and licking the blood from my skin, sucking it into his mouth.
My fingers slide over my clit faster, and I moan, my hips shifting beneath him. He grabs me by my wrist and takes my hand away.
“I’ll take care of you now,” he says. “Your pussy is covered in your blood, you know that? You look so pretty like this.”
Sebastian brings his mouth back to my skin, licking down my body until his tongue finds its way between my legs. He laps at my pussy, watching me while he does it, with blood and cum dripping from his chin.
“Oh oh, god.”
He sucks my clit into his mouth and moans. “Mmmm you taste so good. You were really close to coming, weren’t you?”
His tongue starts working me again before I can answer, rolling hard and fast over my clit. He guides his fingers inside me, fucking me with one hand while the other pushes down on my pelvis.
“Yes ” I say, writhing beneath him. “Yes, I’m going to come.”
My heels dig into the bed and I explode on his tongue. “Sebastian!” I scream. “Fuck!”
I see stars when I close my eyes. Maybe it’s the blood loss, maybe it’s something else, but either way, I keep coming, and he keeps sucking until my legs fall limp onto the mattress.
“Don’t move,” he says.
Not that I could, anyway.
I feel the mattress shift and then hear his footsteps across the room as I stare up at the ceiling. Then, I hear the minifridge open and close before he walks to the bathroom. When he comes back, he stands at the side of the bed and wipes my cuts clean with a wet towel.
“This is going to hurt,” he says.
“What’s going to hurt?” I ask.
I look up at him and watch as he unscrews the cap from a miniature bottle of vodka. I open my mouth but don’t have time to object before he pins my thigh down with one hand and pours the vodka over the wound with the other.
“Fuck!” I scream. “God damn it, that fucking burns!”
“But look how good it looks,” he says.
I prop myself up on my elbows and look down at the letter ‘S’ etched into my hip. It does look cleaner and smoother than the others. The turns don’t come to a point the way they do on Declan’s ‘D’; they’re one even, continuous line.
“Yeah, it does,” I tell him.
“I told youI’m a professional.”
I pull myself up onto my knees and face him, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down over his hips.
“Can I do it to you?” I pull his boxers down until his hard cock springs free. “I’m not a professional,” I say, wrapping my fist around him, “but I’ll take my time.”
I wrap my lips around his cock, swirling my tongue around the head before slowly sucking it into my mouth and taking it into the back of my throat and then, just as slowly, sucking it to the tip.
“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his head before he grabs the back of my hair and thrusts hard into my mouth over and over again, my eyes watering. He releases me and pulls his cock from my mouth, hissing as if it’s painful, and then says, “Get the knife, Teagan.”
A smile stretches across my face. “Okay.”
As I turn to grab the knife, he stretches out naked on the bed, working his cock in his hand. And I can’t stop staringhe’s sprawled out on his back with his legs spread. All hard muscle and tattoos, sliding his fist up and down his length. I can’t wrap my fingers around it, but he can. His middle finger just barely touches his thumb as he slowly pumps the shaft.
“Well? Go ahead,” he says, snapping me out of it.
I lean over him and press the knife to his skin.
“Lower, killer,” he growls.
“Sorry,” I say, bringing the knife down a couple of inches. He groans as I make the two small cuts that form the ‘T’ on his chest but I don’t think he’s in pain. I think he likes it.
“Is that it?” he asks. “It’s small.”
“No I want to make sure there’s room for my whole name.”
He laughs and, with his free hand, runs his thumb over my nipple. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
“I might need help with the ‘G’ from a professional.”
“No problem,” he says.
He barely flinches as I etch my name across his chest, grunting while he pumps his dick in his hand, cum leaking from the tip. He only stops to guide my hand as I make the letter ‘G’ and then goes right back to work.
“Does it feel good?” I ask as I start on the final letter, glancing down at his dripping cock gripped tightly in his fist. It makes my clit throb. “Your dick is twitching.”
“Yeah, it feels good,” he groans. “Fuck.”
“Done,” I tell him, leaning down and running my tongue over the bloody cuts. I close my eyes, savoring the taste of the warm, coppery liquid on my tongue, but I don’t get to for long.
Sebastian slides out from under me, gripping the back of my neck and pushing my head into the mattress before easily slipping his cock into my pussy.
He groans loudly as he impales me, forcefully slamming his hips into mine. “Fuck, your slutty pussy is messy, little monster. Your blood and our cum feel so fucking good.”
“Oh my god ”
“You should see my blood dripping all over you, running down your ass…” He trails off, grunting each time he drills into me.
“Sebastian!”
“Fucking hell this is going to make it harder not to cut you up.”
He growls before spreading my legs wider, using a tight grip on my hips to pull me further onto him each time he thrusts inside me. I scream into the mattress when I come, my pussy clenching around his throbbing cock as he comes again, too.
“Oh fuck,” Sebastian moans. He stretches out on top of me, reaching around and grabbing my tits with both hands while he empties himself inside me, his hips flush against my ass.
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