He leaned down, taking my nipple into his mouth and brushing his tongue in circles atop it.
A moan escaped my mouth. I couldn’t help it; I felt the tingle sizzling in his mouth too. Whatever it was, whatever it did, my body craved it.
I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip and squirmed beneath the pleasure.
The corners of my vision blurred, and I felt myself slipping past the point of no return.
I tried to fight it, but the more his tongue lapped across my nipple the harder it was to control it. It seemed like the closer we got to fucking, the closer I got to losing my control. The closer I got to giving in to my instincts.
But was that really such a bad thing? Sex was the only thing I had left. It was the only way I could feel any pleasure in the cold and unforgiving world. Why wouldn’t I embrace it?
Drax pulled my nipple from his mouth and looked at me with his puppy dog eyes, and something inside me gave way. It was like I was on autopilot, and next thing I knew my hand was around his neck squeezing tightly.
Drax’s eyes widened and a look of satisfaction crossed his face.
It was a game we played. He pushed me and pushed me until I snapped. And when I couldn’t control my sexual actions, he relished in the fact that he had gotten me that far.
And I didn’t give a fuck.
All that I cared about was feeling the warm stream of his cum fill me up and the sizzle of his essence that came with it.
I felt a sudden surge of strength course through me, and I pushed him back into the desk behind him, pinning him with no place to go.
My eyes connected with his, blazing inside of them.
“Stay.” I commanded.
My hand found its way to his cock and I felt it throb at my boldness. He didn’t just like pushing me to the extreme because he knew it got to me, he did it because he loved the power that it gave me. He loved how I couldn’t get enough of him. Most importantly he loved it when I took charge, instead of trying to dance around the fact that I wanted him like I normally did.
I slowly lowered to my knees, keeping my eyes locked onto his as I brought his dick to my lips. I pressed the head against my lips just to tease him, because I loved it when the roles were reversed and it was my turn to watch him squirm.
I tightened my grip on his cock and started to stroke him, taking pleasure in the gasp for air that he inhaled. I loved knowing that I drove him as crazy with anticipation as he drove me.
He watched in agony as I jacked him off, still pressing the head of his dick against my lips.
“Why don’t you open that pretty mouth of yours up for me.” I felt his hand plant on the back of my head, ready to thrust his cock into my throat but, faster than even I could register, my hand darted up and ripped it from my head, twisting his wrist sideways.
“How about you be a good little vampire and let me be in control?” I smirked before sticking my tongue out and running it across the full length of his dick.
He winced at the pain and moaned at the pleasure, the perfect mixture for Drax.
I pressed his cock against my lips and let it slide inside filling my mouth and pressing all the way against the back of my throat.
I savored the salty sweet taste of the droplets of precum that glistened on the tip. My tongue tingled as I slid him in and out, using my hand to jack him off while I blew him.
He squirmed beneath my touch. I had him right where I wanted him, the point where I could feel the energy radiating off of him, mine to devour.
I didn’t understand what was happening, or why, but there was something inside me that did. Some instinctual part of me thrived on the energy he gave off, and I could feel myself pulling out of the haze of depression that I had been dwelling in.
I pulled his cock out of my mouth and ran my tongue across his balls before standing up and bringing him in for a kiss, making him taste himself on my tongue.
“I fucking love you.” The words fell from his lips and nearly tripped me up. It was something that I hadn’t expected to hear tumble out of his mouth, and I cocked my head to the side trying to decipher if he really meant it or if it was his lust talking.
But after a few seconds of stunned silence his hand found its way between my legs and his fingertips brushed up against my clit. My knees almost caved at the explosion of pleasure.
“And you fucking love me too, admit it.”
I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. I refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing the words fall from my mouth while he played with my pussy. Refused to let him coax them from me just to get off on them.
I felt two of his fingertips rest at the dripping wet opening of my pussy, tantalizing me. Those two fingertips threatened to break me. They threatened to throw me over the edge and send the words tumbling out from my mouth.
I breathed deeply as he slid his two fingers into my tight opening painfully slow, purposely teasing me.
He used his other hand to wrap around my throat and leaned in close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath brushing against my neck.
“Fucking admit it Scarlett, you love me. No matter who I kill, or what I do, you feel it. Your love for me is always there, simmering beneath the surface. Begging to be let out.”
He pushed his fingers deeper, his fingertips pressing firmly against my G-spot.
My back arched and my eyes rolled back at the explosion of pleasure that erupted and I caved.
I would have told him anything he wanted, agreed to any demand as long as he kept massaging my G-spot like he was.
“Okay.” I moaned. “I fucking love you.”
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you too well, darling.”
I bucked my hips at the word, and he slipped a third finger inside. “Say it again.” He demanded.
“I love you! I fucking love you! Okay? Are you happy?” I barked at him and the look on his face pushed me into the abyss of an orgasm.
My legs trembled and my pussy clamped tightly around his fingers while I shook.
All at once the building around us began to quake and rumble.
I looked at Drax through the haze of my orgasm with confusion on my face.
The world around us shook while inside me a powerful feeling pulsates throughout my body.
It seemed like the stronger I felt, the more drained Drax looked.
Before I had a chance to say a word a bright beam of light landed on us from the hallway.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Finn’s angry voice came from behind it.
Chapter 3
Are you fucking kidding me. The first time Finn had even uttered a word in my direction and those were the first five.
Not to mention him walking in on me butt naked with Drax's fingers still knuckle deep inside my sweet spot.
If he didn't hate me before, he definitely did after that.
But the shaking of the room told me that maybe I had more pressing matters to tend to than my own deep embarrassment.
The building's quaking didn't lessen, in fact it actually got stronger over time.
I quickly scrambled back into my clothes and rushed to fix my hair as I tumbled out of the manager's office and back into the main area of the small general store. The room shook so violently that food slid off shelves, and the two glass doors shattered, along with every window.
"What the hell is going on?" I yelled over the deafening grind of the building's bricks against one another.
I quickly took stock of the room, making sure everyone was accounted for, again traumatized by the fear of losing someone I cared about.