Page 16 of Lethal (Wellard Asylum #1)

“That’s it, my dirty toy, swallow me deep.

Let me take your air away. Your very life belongs to me at this moment, and I will end it if you displease me,“ I groan as I thrust over and over, and her tight throat strangles my length. Her hands slap at my torso and thighs, trying to push me away, but I force myself deeper, until her nose is touching my pelvis. Her hair is a mess surrounding her face, and tendrils are stuck to the side of her jaw, as saliva spills from the corner of her puffy, stretched lips. I can feel my orgasm rising up my spine like a lightning bolt, ready to scorch me from within, but I’m not prepared for this to end so soon.

“Use your teeth, fuck . Trail them up my length, and use your tongue to soothe the burn.

“ I loosen my hold on the bra length, allowing her to pull back, and the first hit of her teeth, scraping on my sensitive flesh, has me arching my neck back, and closing my eyes with ecstasy.

Pleasure without pain is useless. I need both to make me feel alive.

She shifts on her knees uneasily and awkwardly before me, and that distracts me and gets my attention.

I stare down at her as her tongue lashes my length, followed by her sharp teeth grazing the ridge of my throbbing, purple mushroom crown.

She’s trying desperately to rub her thighs together, in an attempt to alleviate her own building orgasm.

Do I want to allow her pleasure from this interaction, or be selfish and take it all for myself?

I yank hard, pushing myself back inside the warmth of her mouth, until my crown ruthlessly hits the back of her throat, and I fuck her over and over again, until the blinding sensation of my orgasm takes me over.

“Bite now, HARD!” I grunt as I cum down her throat, and her lips wrap around the middle of my shaft.

Her teeth lock onto my length, as I shoot my cum down her pretty throat. “FUCK, LITTLE TOY! ”

She’s making the most delicious choking noises, as my cum fills her throat, and her breath is wheezing out of her nose in harsh, noisy gasps.

It’s the sounds of heaven, and the only thing missing is her precious screams. Once I’m done cumming, I release her from my merciless hold, and smirk as my cum dribbles down her pink-tinted cheek and chin in thick, creamy rivulets.

“FUC... KING... ASS... HOLE,” she sputters with indignation, but I find her outrage adorable.

Oh, little toy, the fun we’re going to have together.

“Is your pussy drenched right now, little toy?” I release my hold on the bra, and she skirts backward away from me, with fearful, panicked eyes.

“I asked you a question, Doctor, “ I growl with annoyance, as she glances at the door from the corner of her eye. If she tries to leave this room, I will strangle her with that shitty bra, and fuck her dying corpse, until she’s bleeding from all of her holes. On second thought, I may do that anyway. Who’s going to stop me?

“Fuck you, you monster! I demand answers!

“ She uses her hands to swipe angrily at her face, as if the feel of my cum on her skin disgusts her, but I know the truth, her pussy is soaked, and she enjoyed me taking control and forcing her.

She can lie to herself all she wants, but I can see the truth, clear as the rot that fills this asylum.

“You want to know how I was able to obtain my information? Do you honestly believe I’m lying to you, little toy?

” I stroke my hardening length, as I watch all of her emotions cross her features.

She’s so beautiful at this moment, messy, disgruntled, filled with rage and murder.

Does she want to hurt me for forcing her to swallow my cock?

What will she do when I’m done playing with her?

That is, if I leave her alive, and the odds are not looking good.

“Yesss...” The word is dragged out of her, as she uses her hands to cover her breasts, but I can still see the blooming bruises from my teeth, clearly outlined on her soft flesh.

I instantly crave to mark more of her, leaving her filled with my fingerprints and welts, perhaps even a few carvings of my initials on her flesh.

I know it’s wishful thinking at the moment, but I’m a patient predator, and I’ll eventually get what I want.

“You’re a liar, you live to deceive, and I don’t believe a fucking word you utter,” she rasps.

I shrug my shoulders and watch for her reaction to my next admission.

The good doctor is going to learn that I deal in truths and lies simultaneously, and she will never truly know which one I’m giving her.

“We made a deal with a guard when we first arrived here. He had a thing for Wren, and wanted to fuck a serial killer up the ass, and record it. Wren agreed for his own reasons. In exchange, we gained an access card that allows us to leave our room, and roam freely throughout the asylum, but doesn’t allow us freedom through the main doors.

We also know how to bypass and disable Halstead’s cameras.

” I get up from the bed, the coils groaning with their metallic complaints, and take a step closer to her, my thick cock bouncing against my abdomen.

“Where is that guard now?” She questions, her eyes darting back and forth between my dick and my face. Her tongue slides out and wets her bottom lip, as she shakily gets to her feet.

“He’s missing a couple of eyeballs. Not sure whether he’s still alive or not, but he never got the chance to tell anyone about us having the access card, or fucking Wren, we made sure of that. We don’t allow anyone to use us for their own needs, little toy.”

“Jesus fuck,” she cries, and her body begins to tremble, as goose bumps rise along her flesh. My little toy is so dramatic, and I’m not sure if I enjoy that about her yet. Time will tell if I beat that trait out of her, or learn to ignore it.

“You see, Doctor. The things I know are true. They happened to your cousin, and others, in this hell disguised as a hospital. I had the pleasure of observing them from the shadows, like a deadly wraith. Wellard has many back alleys, old corridors, and secret passageways, that someone curious and patient can discover. I have no reason to lie to you, little toy, but you are right to suspect me of being a liar.”

“Tell me what happened to her!” She demands, her eyes blazing as she forgets her need for modesty, and clenches her fists, ready to attack me.

“Press your torso and face against the wall, jut out your hips, and widen your legs. You’ll get your answers only after I’ve filled your pretty pussy with my cum.

” I hold my breath, ready for her to storm out of the room, at my audacity to attempt to manipulate her further tonight.

She hesitates, her gaze burning into mine.

I see it, she’s deciding if this is all worth it, if tarnishing her soul, and giving it over to the devil, will bring her everything she’s seeking.

She’s going to run, and I will have to kill her if she does.

Shock and pleasure course through me when she follows my instructions, giving me her back, and bending at the waist in a wide stance.

Her sexy asscheeks clench, the small piece of fabric between them wet, and not a deterrent in the slightest to me obtaining my prize. Fucking exquisite.

“You’re soaked, dirty little toy. You pretend you’re better than me, better than us .

That you’re doing all of this for a righteous cause, to find out what happened to your cousin,“ I take the few steps necessary to reach her, and stroke my cock between her asscheeks, coating the warm flesh in my precum, and her saliva.

I lean forward, my chest pressed against her warm, naked back, and flatten my lips against her neck.

“The truth is you’re a whore, my whore , and you need me to use and degrade you, to make you what you were always meant to be.

Mine. Ours .“ I bite down hard on her flesh as I push her thong away, and impale her warm, tight hole with my cock, bottoming out in one painful, cruel thrust. “I hope you’re not on birth control, little toy.

I would love it if I filled your womb with one of my monsters, “ I chuckle in her ear.

“OHMYGOD, FUCK!” Her scream bounces off the concrete walls of my prison, giving me the last thing I’m missing, and causing fire to blaze within me.

Each syllable generates a tremor, gliding across my cock, trapped in her warm heat, as I pound hard and fast inside of her tight hole.

Our skin slaps together, making beautiful music that mingles with the sounds of her desperate moans.

I wish I could reach around her body and play with her clit, but the stupid cuffs only allow me the distance to hold on to both her hips, in a biting, punishing grip.

“Reach down and play with your clit. Make yourself cum, little toy. I want to hear you scream my name.” Her hand moves between her body and the wall, as her legs tremble and refuse to hold her further.

I utilize all of my strength, and my upper body, to keep her firmly pressed against the wall, as I continue to fuck her with unhinged, carnal abandonment.

I can feel her touching herself, her slickness increasing until it’s coating my shaft, balls, and sliding down my thighs.

“That’s it, dirty slut, tell me who you belong to.

Let this wretched place hear that your soaked pussy belongs to the demons that inhabit it. ”

“Please! Ohmygod, fuck, ohmygod, please, Bash!” She begs as her body spasms, contracts, and goes rigid, before going completely slack, as she finds her release in a gush of wetness.

My own orgasm races down my cock, searing me with heat, and I spurt rope after rope inside of her tight cunt, filling her up.

Both our breaths mingle in harsh pants, as we try to regulate our breathing.

Her whole body shakes in my grip, and I can see how hard the pulse in her neck is throbbing.

Everything in me craves to see her slashed open, her heart beating in the palm of my hand as she bleeds out, and I make a delectable meal of her, but I can’t.

I need more of her before I can end her life.

I’m not completely satisfied yet, and I fear I never will be.

“ Well, well, Doctor, what a dirty, naughty minx you are.

I hope my brother got to enjoy all your holes.

Is it my turn yet?“ Wren stands there, shackled, in the doorway, with an adorable, amused look across his face, but in the depths of his blue-gray eyes, I witness pure, violent rage. We always share, we never sample our victims without the other, and I’ve broken the rules. Fuck.

She screeches, pushing away from the wall, and rushes for her clothes on the ground, throwing them on hastily before darting around Wren, who watches her like he does one of his tasty insects. “Get out of my way, Wren,” she growls, when he tries to block her from leaving the room.

“But I haven’t had my turn yet, Doctor. That doesn’t seem fair now, does it?” He smirks as she pushes him, and the guard just outside the door, out of the way before racing down the hallway, as if she’s being chased by the devil himself.

“I see the truth behind your lies. I crawl inside and eat your eyes, Bash.” Wren hums to himself, as he moves further into the room with jerky, furious movements.

His gaze cruises over the messy bed as he sniffs deep like a dog.

“She smells like sunshine and death. Like roses and those who wept, does she taste as sweet as she smells?” He turns toward me with clenched fists raised.

“Yes, brother, she does. I’m sorry, Wren, I broke our rules.” I pull my pants back over my thighs and tuck my cock away, but keep my eyes on my volatile brother. I don’t know if Wren is in control, or one of his voices, and I wouldn’t put it past them to attack me.

“Give me your hand, the one covered in her juices. I want a taste,” Wren demands, and I hold out my hand that I just used to tuck myself away, that’s covered in a combination of mine and her cum. He grabs it and brings my palm to his open mouth, licking the surface of my hand and fingers.

“ Mmmm, delicious. You’re forgiven this time, Bash, but if it ever happens again, the voices are telling me you have to die,“ Wren sings as he lies down on his cot, licking his lips over and over, like a child who’s savoring a treat.

Fuck, I think my brother might actually kill me one of these days.