Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
“A lot. What do you want to know?” I ask.
“Everything. Always.”
I sigh. “I’m thinking about my family. I know they don’t need me, and they’ll be okay without me I just hope that it doesn’t hurt them too much. And I’m scared because this is all I’ve wanted for months, and it seems like it was too easy. It seems too good to be true. For a minute, I even thought that maybe if I fell asleep, I’d open my eyes, and I’d still be at Rancho San Flores, and the real Sebastianthe one who works therewould come in and hand me a cup full of pills and close the door. How terrifying is that?”
“This is real, honey,” he says. “But if you still need help with thatif you need medication or someone to talk towe can figure that all out when we get there; I’ll take care of you. And maybe this part was easy, but it was all so hard for you for months, and you deserve a break. You deserve rest now, just like you said.”
“I’m thinking about Sebastian, too.”
“I figured. So am I.”
“Do you like him?” I ask.
Declan laughs, running his fingers through my hair and kissing the top of my head.
“What? Why’s that funny?”
“I don’t know,” he says. “It’s just so very you. Yeah, Teagan, I like him. Because of you, I got the answer to a question that’s haunted me my entire life even if it wasn’t a good one. It’s still better than nothing.”
I refrain from telling him that I know exactly what he means.
“What’d you guys talk about last night?”
“We didn’t, really,” he says. “I tried, but he was quiet and evasive. I could tell he didn’t like it, so I just sat there.”
“Yeah, that sounds right.”
He twirls one of my curls around his finger. “When we get to Caracas, we’re going to have to cut your pretty hair off, Teagan.”
“Will you still think I’m pretty?” I ask.
Declan kisses my lips. “Of course I will, baby.”
“Then I’m okay with it.” I kiss him again, moaning as my tongue explores his mouth before pulling his lip through my teeth. I pull the knife from my pocket and hand it to him. “Let’s just do it now. I actually haven’t done any more murders with this one, so it should still be nice and sharp.”
“All right,” he says, kissing me quickly. “Come on.”
He takes me to the small bathroom in the back of the plane and closes the door behind us. I face the mirror, and he stands behind me, gathering my curls in his fist and pulling it taut.
“I’m going to cut it right here, okay?” He pulls it a little tighter and holds the knife just at the base of my neck.
“Oh kay.”
It almost comes out as a moan. We make eye contact in the mirror, and he raises an eyebrow. “Is this turning you on, you little slut?”
“Maybe ”
“Hold still,” he says, pressing his erection into my backside. “I’d hate for this knife to slip, wouldn’t you?”
“It’d be awfully messy,” I tell him.
“Mmhmm,” he says, pulling my earlobe through his teeth. “Like your sweet little pussy.”
He wraps my hair around his fist another time and leans in, smelling my hair before pulling it back harder and sawing through the curls. The blade easily hacks through my long, dark hair.
Declan looks at it clutched in his fist and says, “Well, now I regret not putting you on your knees first. I’m going to miss holding onto that.” He drops the hair into the sink in front of me. “How does it feel?”
I run my hands through it, shaking it out a little. More loose pieces fall to the floor. “Weird,” I say, turning to face him. I reach down the front of his sweats and wrap my hand around his cock. “I bet there’s still enough to get ahold of, though. Do you want to find out?”
Declan wipes each side of the blade on his shirt before pointing the tip to my throat, a slight smile playing on his lips. He runs the flat side down my throat and over my clavicles before flipping it over. My skin stings as he leaves three barely-there cuts near my sternum. I pump his cock in my hand while blood pools in the wounds before dripping down my cleavage. He watches it disappear below the neckline with a feral look in his eyes before slicing my tank top down the middle.
“Declan!”
It happens so fast that I jump backward.
“I can buy you new clothes,” he says. “Get on your knees, Teagan. It’s only fair.”
I drop to my knees, wrapping my lips around his deliciously thick cock, licking the tip before sucking the head into my mouth. I trace every inch of it with my tongue while taking it deep into my throat, working it with my fist while I bob my head, taking him deep enough to make my eyes water.
“Fuuuuck, Teagan,” he groans. I look up at him, my watery blue eyes meeting his dark, hooded gaze. He leans against the countertop, gripping it tightly with both hands, letting me work him for a few minutes before putting his hands through my hair on either side of my head and gripping it tight, testing it out.
And what do I do? I moan around his dick.
“Yeah, this will still work just fine,” he says, fucking into my face. “Just gotta get a tighter gripthat’s all.”
I move my hand away from his cock, allowing him to thrust deeper into my throat over and overslowly and then fasteruntil he pulls me to my feet. He kisses me, his tongue slipping past my lips as he starts to pull my shorts over my hips.
“Declan, wait,” I say, grabbing his wrists.
“What’s wrong, kitten?” he asks, kissing my neck. It’s almost impossible to think when he does that.
“I it’s just I had sex with Sebastian in the car.”
“Mmm I see,” he says, sliding my shorts and underwear over my hips until they fall to the ground. “That doesn’t deter me, so are you trying to tell me you don’t want me to fuck you now, or are you just letting me know why your thighs are so sticky?”
“Um I guess the second one.”
“Good,” he says before lifting me onto the edge of the counter. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he grasps my legs under my knees and pushes his cock inside me.
“Ahh!”
“You feel so fucking good, Teagan. I’m not mad at my brothers for wanting to fill your tight little pussy with cum. Your perfect body was made for this, baby.”
His thrusts are hard yet slow and deliberate. He takes his time dragging his cock almost completely out of my pussy before slamming back into me.
“Declan,” I moan. “I love you. Don’t don’t stop. Don’t leave me again.”
“I’ll never leave you,” he rasps, increasing his pace. “Never.”
“I’ll oh my god I’ll fucking kill you.”
He groans loudly. “I know you will.”
“Oh, fuck, just like that. Don’t stop. It feels so good I’m gonna ”
I move my hands from around his neck to the counter, gripping the sides and spreading my legs wide. I let my head fall back and scream his name when I come.
“Declan!”
I whimper as the spasms wrack my body, still tight in his hold.
“You’re such a good fucking girl, Teagan,” he says. “You’re so perfect, kitten. I love how you feel coming on my dick.”
His hands travel up my thighs from the space under my knees until he reaches my ass, gripping each cheek hard in his hands while he comes. I wrap my legs around his back and my arms around his neck again, burying my face in his shoulder until he finishes.
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