Repent (The Disciples 3)

“Did it turn you on?”

Her eyes bolt to mine. “No.”

“I think it did. I think the thought of stabbing me turns you on.” I let go of her hand and unbutton her jeans as her nails dig into my wrist to stop me.

“Edge, please. You’re hurt and I’m not righ—”

“I’m not hurt,” I snarl into her lips.

“But…” She shakes her head as if trying to wake herself up. “I… you lost blood.”

“I did. It’s on your hands.” I lift them so she can see that her hands are still stained with my blood, even though she washed them in the hospital.

Unzipping her jeans, I sink to my knees.

“Edge, I think we need to tal—”

I grab her ass bringing her waxed pussy straight to my face. My fingers open her lips so my tongue can lick and suck her honey. A loud moan and shudder shake her body as she reaches for the wall to steady herself.

“I want to hear it, Dolly.” I kiss her pussy. “Talk to me, baby.” Looking up at her eyes, I say, “Tell me in detail what it felt like to finally stab me.”

“Stop.” She tries to move, but I’m stronger. “What’s happening to us?”

I thrust two fingers deep inside her wet core. “You liked it, didn’t you?” I start to finger fuck her, my mouth inches from her swollen clit.

“Stop.” She whimpers.

“That mouth of yours doesn’t get to tell me no.” Leaning into her, I lick and latch onto her clit.

“You were fucking Crystal… I think.” Her head falls back with a thud on the wall.

“I only fuck you.”

She lifts her hands to grab my hair as my fingers speed up.

“Tell me how it felt,” I hiss. My other hand unbuttons my jeans, pulling them down to release my thick cock.

“Edge.” She moans. “I’m going to come.” Her legs shake as her pussy clenches and pulses on my fingers.

“Holy fuck.” She rips at my hair as I feel blood dripping down my leg. The wound must have split open a little when I kneeled.

“Take off your shirt and bra. I want to see those tits.”

She’s panting and her eyes are wild, but she obeys. Tossing off her shirt, she unhooks her bra letting her full breasts spring free.

I lean my head forward and inhale her pussy. Her head rolls to the side as she watches my tongue fuck her.

“Edge…” She tries to jerk my head away. “We have to stop. Oh my God, you’re bleeding.” She twists.

I stand. Her eyes dart to the blood dripping down my leg. “We’re broken wings, baby. We don’t stop.”

“I might have made a mistake,” she gasps.

“You did us a favor.” I pull her into my arms, lift her, and walk us into her bedroom.

“Get your pants off and spread your legs.”

“I… you can’t. I mean, you’re bleeding.” She covers her mouth as she watches me kick off my boots.

“You better have your legs spread by the time my jeans are off.” I kick my other boot and it lands on a pile of designer dresses on her floor.

Reaching down, she pulls off her jeans and lies back on her elbows, her eyes filled with tears. She bites her bottom lip.

“I don’t want to cause you pain,” she cries out.

I toss my bloody jeans in the corner and smile as I look down at her. “Spread your legs. And don’t kid yourself—we’re nothing but pain.”

I climb on top and in one deep thrust, I’m home. Her cunt is mine. I thrust in and out, mixing her wet juices with my own and, more than likely, blood from my wound. It makes me want to shoot my load deep inside her.

Not tonight though. Tonight is all about us—the true us.

“No more lies,” I growl, unable to stop my grin of primal satisfaction. “Yeah, I smell your cunt, baby.”

I roll us onto my back so she can straddle me. As much as I want to keep thrusting into her, I don’t need the staples they gave me to come out.

“Fuck me,” I grit out.

“You sure?” She starts to rub her wet, slick pussy on me.

I smile at her half-assed attempt to show concern when it’s clear her greedy cunt wants to come. “Hard.” She lifts herself up and thrusts her wet cunt onto me.

“Fuck.” My head drops and eyes roll back as I try to get a hold of myself. “That’s it, baby.”

Her concern over my wound is gone. Her wet pussy is warm and slick as her hips thrust hard up and down against me. The sound of her cunt slapping me makes my balls tighten. I force myself to breathe. It’s either that or I’m gonna come. Her back arches as her delicious, full tits bounce in front of me.

“Tight.” Reaching up, I pinch one of her hard nipples and she moans.