“He claimed me first,” she nearly growls.
Releasing her throat, I spin her around, shoving her chest down on the counter. Ripping the shorts down her legs, I spread them wide before releasing my cock.
“You think he owns you?” I thunder. “You think he will ever own you?” Grabbing my cock in my hand I roughly plunge into her ass.
“Fuck you, Drake!” she screams through the agony of my assault. I don’t wait for her to adjust to me. Hell, I don’t give two shits at all at this moment. She wanted to play with the devil and now I’m giving her that chance. Each thrust into her sends me climbing. Each thrust into her sends her further into tears.
“Who fuckin’ owns you, Evie?” I grunt as I thrust harder.
“Fuck you!”
“No, I’m fuckin’ you! You wanted to dance with the devil now twirl for me!”
She shocks me a little more when her hands reach behind her, grabbing her cheeks and spreading them wider for me. The snarl that rips out of my throat is feral. It’s demonic. And she’s causing it. What the hell is with this girl? Why is she doing this? In this moment, I can’t think straight. Is that what she’s going for? I don’t care. I fuck her, raw and rough. Her cries have now turned to pants of pleasure as my cock swells inside of her. I howl my release as I fill her ass full of me. When I pull out quickly she whines. Lifting her in my arms I carry her to the table and stand her in front of it.
“Get on there!”
She does so quickly, lying on the table, spreading her thighs wide for me. This isn’t love. It never will be. I don’t love anything and I never will. This is lust in its rawest form and I want to make her feel it. I drop to my knees and spread her pussy roughly open. Shoving my fingers into her, she screams as I smirk.
“Drake! That hurts!”
“Good!” I let my fingers become lubed up with her wetness before slipping my whole hand inside of her. Evie pants but I don’t stop. I’m sure this does hurt and the thought alone makes my cock leap to life. She doesn’t need to tell me, she just needs to take what I’m giving. I spin my hand inside of her, rubbing that spot that has her legs quaking before twisting it back the other way.
“Goddamn it, Drake!”
“Does it hurt, Evie?” I ask but when she doesn’t answer, I stand with my hand still inside of her. Moving my fingers just slightly, she gasps at the feeling. Touching her every wall, I groan.
“Does it hurt?”
“No,” she whispers as her lashes flutter. Well, that isn’t good enough. Curling my hand, I begin to fuck her with it. Pounding it into her, she screams.
“Now?”
“Fuck! Yes, that hurts!”
That’s what I wanted to hear. I plunge my hand inside of her, pull out, and repeat. The way her pussy wraps around it draws me in. I can’t tear my eyes away. I watch as I fuck her with my fist and all I can think about is if she will bleed. Would she bleed for me? The thought occurs to me that I haven’t cut her. I haven’t made her bleed right now and that disturbs me. But not for long. Evie’s cries pull my eyes to hers. Tears roll down her cheeks as I keep up my pace. She doesn’t know what this is. Is it pleasure? Is it pain? Is it the sweetest torture she’s ever felt? Either way, I give it to her as she screams for me. Her pussy clenches and I fucking growl. Evie’s back lifts off the table as she comes hard. Her eyes are clenched shut, tears pouring down her cheeks. Her face is red, her pussy clenches causing her to squirt. It’s fucking heaven in my hell. She’s the perfect dark angel.
When she’s finished and drops back onto the table, I slowly ease my hand out of her. She whines as it pops free and I look down at my soaked flesh. I’ve never seen anything so perfect. I don’t want to wash it off. I want to savor it, keep it forever like this. Her wetness, her cum, her body. I bring my hand to my mouth and run my tongue over it. My eyes roll back as I taste her on my tongue.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask when I finally open my eyes and look back down at her.
“Yes,” she whispers softly.
“But you liked it. You came all over me,” I remind her gently. Evie lifts herself up to sit in front of me and scoots to the edge of the table. Grabbing my face in her hands she brings her lips to mine tasting herself. She moans into my mouth and I nearly fucking come on the spot.
“I liked it,” she whispers before kissing me again, harder this time.
I let my tongue invade her mouth, pulling at hers but my head is warning me like a fucking siren that I shouldn’t like this as much as I do. She isn’t fighting me and I don’t know why. Hell, she hasn’t even been back in the basement since the other day. I pull away from her quickly, watching the glazed over look in her eyes.
“Get your clothes on. We gotta go,” I tell her before pulling away and adjusting my own clothes. I grab my cut off the back of the chair and slip my arms into it. The Royal Bastards patch burning into my back. I’ve never been anything else. I’ve never wanted to be. The thought that I was going to end it all and just let them deal with my aftermath angers me a little. I’m mad at myself but I’ll take it out on her. I know I will. That’s just who I am.
“Do they know I’m coming?” Evie asks as she pulls her shorts back on. I got her some clothes brought over by one of the club whores. She never even asked where they came from. Didn’t seem to give a shit. Was life with Cory so bad that she doesn’t see me the way I see me?
“My prez does. That’s all that matters.” I ignore her as I set about grabbing my stuff, stuffing my phone and cigarettes in my pocket. I grab a bottle of water and pop the top, taking it all down in a few gulps before I turn to see Evie watching me. Lowering the bottle, I toss it in the trash and move toward her slowly. She licks her lips as I get closer until my hand travels up her throat. Giving it a light squeeze, she smiles. Fucking smiles.
“You’re smilin’.”
“I haven’t in a long time.”
“Why not?”
“Have you ever felt like everything in your life has been wrong until one moment? One moment in time and you feel like things fell into place?”
“Never. I’ve always known what I was.”
“I haven’t known that.”
“Until?” I press her. What is she getting at? She feels that with me? She wants that with me?
“I don’t know, Drake. Something about you, being here. It makes me feel different. I can’t explain it.”
“I can,” I whisper as I lean in closer and press my lips to hers. “Welcome to the dark side, baby.”
Chapter 14