Page 22 of Dark Desire (Dark Souls Spin-off Short Story)

Chapter Eleven

H er pupils dilated in equal amounts of shock and arousal before they flickered down to my cum-covered abs.

I tightened my grip on her hair impatiently until her mouth dropped open and her tongue darted out.

Leaning over her, I stared down through the eye slits of the mask as she took one long lick of my stomach.

I growled with possessive need. My hands twisted into her soft curls as I struggled to hold myself back at the feel of her tongue on my skin, at the sight of her devouring my cum like it was the most delicious appetiser.

Fuck. I was already losing my inner battle to kill this woman and rid her from my life.

Instead, desire was saving her, letting her continue to breathe because I couldn’t seem to do it without having her first. She was meant to be mine, no matter how much I hated it.

My dick was solid once more and throbbing to claim her.

The monster within me was clawing to the surface of my skin but not for the reasons it should.

I needed to destroy her, but right now, there was only one way my body and mind would allow me to do it.

When she’d licked me clean, I dropped her head back to the pillow and glared down at her perfect face. Not an ounce of shame mirrored her expression as she licked her lips and stared up at me with those honeyed eyes. As if she were waiting for some praise. I wouldn’t give her any yet.

“Filthy fucking witch,” I growled, grabbing my cock and gripping it painfully for being such a needy traitor for this woman. “You love the taste of me.”

“Yes,” she answered without pause. I narrowed my eyes on the T-shirt she was wearing, hating that it was restricting me from seeing those gorgeous curves.

Picking up the dagger again, I lifted it to her chin.

She tilted her head back slightly, her eyes sparking with fear but not enough to dim her arousal.

Using the dagger, I ripped the T-shirt in half from her chin to her navel and let it fall to her sides on the bed.

Her large tits rose and fell with her rapid breaths and I watched with fascination when her perky nipples hardened even more when I ran the flattened metal blade over them.

“Please,” she begged, her whole body squirming, causing her bound wrists to tug at the bars of her headboard. “You said you’d make me come.”

My lips curved up on one side into a sneer behind the mask as I trailed the tip of the blade down the centre of her stomach to her pussy. “You come when you have proved yourself to be a good girl. You’re not there yet.”

She didn’t like that answer. The anger in her eyes sent a wave of excitement through me.

I started pacing around her room, looking at all her belongings and searching for anything that might give me any clue as to who the fuck this woman was.

There was nothing personal at all. I ripped open her bedside drawer to find a large device with a rounded head.

I picked it up, turning it in my hand before switching it on.

The power of its vibrations roared through my hand and up my arm.

“What’s this?” I growled, my mind already filling with ideas.

“It’s called a wand,” she panted. “A vibrator. For pleasure.”

Infuriating possessiveness rocketed through me at the thought of her using it to give herself pleasure without me.

This woman was mine. From now on, I owned every inch of her until her final breath—even her pleasure.

I grabbed my belt from my jeans and yanked it out violently.

She gasped at the sudden action and then lifted her head to watch me wrap the belt around her thigh.

“What are you doing?” she asked with alarm when I shoved the ‘wand’ between her inner thigh and the leather belt, holding it in place so it rested against her clit. She moaned instantly at the pressure, even though it wasn’t turned on yet, and her head fell back on the pillow.

“Let’s see just how much you want me to make you come, or whether you settle for that thing.”

“What?”

Tearing my jeans off my legs, I straddled her body and positioned myself just below her chest, fisting my swollen cock.

“If you come from that, you won’t come from me tonight.”

“Oh my gods! You are such a fucking asshole!” she shouted as I reached behind and turned it on. The vibrations filled the room, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I grabbed her jaw and forced her to look up at my mask as her body squirmed desperately.

“Don’t fucking come and I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Do you always get off on being a sick, dominant prick?” she spat at me, fury blazing like fire in her hazel eyes.

I chuckled darkly. “You have no fucking idea. But you’re about to find out.”

I grabbed her heavy tits and pushed them together, smothering my cock between them. A deep groan caught in the back of my throat as the soft flesh pressed against my hard, throbbing cock and I pistoned my hips forward.

“Fuck,” I roared as I let myself fall into desire, fucking her tits slowly.

I saw the frustration and determination not to give in to her own pleasure on her face.

She closed her eyes, refusing to watch my cock between her tits because it would send her over the edge as she moved her legs desperately to try to keep the vibrator away from her clit.

I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her. I rolled my thumbs over her nipples, teasing and caressing them as I picked up my pace, thrusting my cock between her flesh.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, thrashing beneath me. “Don’t. Please. I’m too close.”

“To coming?” I growled, pinching the sensitive nipple between my fingers and tugging it. She cried out with a mix of pain and pleasure. “Your choice, witch. Come if you want. But you’ll get nothing from me.”

She growled in frustration, her head thrashing side-to-side on the pillow in an attempt to shake her head. I chuckled behind my mask . Determined little witch. I could feel how close she was to coming, but she was doing everything in her control not to.

“Fuck, why are you so beautiful? It’s killing me.

These fucking tits. So fucking big they take my cock so easily,” I husked, my breathing becoming laboured from my thrusts as I pushed her tits together harder to strangle my cock.

“I can only imagine how fucking good your cunt would be at taking it, too.”

She whimpered and gasped. “You could find out.”

“You don’t deserve that kind of pleasure.”

“You really are a bastard!”

I growled because hearing the fight in her just turned me on more. Precum beaded at the head of my cock and I knew I could easily come again.

“Look at me while I fuck your tits,” I demanded.

She forced her eyes open, glaring at the mask as she panted heavily through her pleasure.

And then her eyes swerved down to my cock, thrusting between her flesh.

The look of heat and desire on her face sent me over the edge.

“Fuck, I’m going to come. Stick out your tongue and let me feed you like a good fucking slut. ”

She did so without hesitation, her hands balling into fists around the bars as her body started to tremble.

She was so fucking close to coming, but so was I.

It was a battle of who would last longer.

Her eyes locked with mine as I fucked her tits faster, the head of my cock hitting against her tongue with every thrust. My balls tightened, and I felt the pleasure flood through my veins before it shot out of my cock, landing all over her face and tongue.

I roared, slamming the headboard against the wall as my body trembled with the aftershocks.

I looked down to find her shaking, sweat covering her body as she resisted the orgasm that was at the very edge of claiming her.

Ambroz growled in my mind, not liking the thought of her pleasure being given by anything or anyone but us.

His possessiveness powered through my veins.

Her joy and pain belonged only to me. Using my vampire speed, I shifted down her body, yanked the wand out of the belt and tossed it away before wrapping my hand around her throat, choking her tightly to stop her from falling over the edge.

Her eyes widened as my masked face loomed over hers. Silence stretched between us as I waited to check she hadn’t given in to her need, and when I eased my grip on her throat, she gasped. Her body stilled under the weight of mine, pinning her down.

Our eyes locked. I smirked behind my mask when she cried out a string of swear words at being brought back from the brink of ecstasy.

“Good girl.”

Her expression melted on those words as if she had been waiting a lifetime to hear them.

And that’s all it took for me to give in and allow her a little reprieve.

My free hand grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it before it slid down her side and over her thigh.

The moment my fingers brushed against her clit, she threw her head back into the pillow and fell apart.

I stared at her, completely transfixed by the way her stunning eyes dilated and her full lips formed an O shape as she released a scream of pleasure.

She was so fucking stunning when she came and I immediately knew I’d made a huge fucking mistake.

Because there was no way I wasn’t seeing that again. And again.

I didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath as I moved my fingers from her clit to her pussy, pushing two inside.

She cried out at the sudden invasion and her eyes locked with mine when I started fucking her with them, slow and steady, curling my digits to hit the perfect spot that made her toes point.