Make her bleed, p.7
Make Her Bleed, page 7
This is the definition of insanity.
He drops the knife and moves away from me, leaning back on his elbows, giving me a sexy, victorious smirk. He’s shirtless, flaunting his endless washboard abs, in just a pair of low-cut jeans. He watches me knowingly and it’s both confusing and sexy.
"If you really want it, you're going to have to work for it, princess."
I don't miss a beat. My guilty conscience can go fuck off. I'm so horny right now, and I haven't had a good orgasm since—well, since he made me.
I'll worry about feeling dirty later.
I hurry over to him and make quick work of his jeans as he watches me with eager eyes. I pull them down far enough to release his full erection and instantly lick up his shaft, seeing how his breath hitches from my technique.
"Put it in your mouth," he demands.
I take him between my lips, running my tongue under the crease of the head, teasing that sensitive patch of skin.
"Fuck," he curses, smoothing down my wild locks. "Suck it like your life depends on it, princess."
I keep my eyes locked on his as I take his cock deep into my mouth, down my throat, teasing the underside with my tongue, as I stroke his base. I gag as I gain momentum from sucking his dick.
Luckily for me, I had a good friend who was a gay guy named Trevor who taught me how to give the best blow job possible. I'm so thankful for those lessons.
"Fucking God," he hisses as his eyes darken. "You want me to fuck you really bad, don't you?" he asks as he shoves my head all the way down his base, holding me there.
A moment of panic flashes through me at the loss of air but still, I nod slowly and don't push his hand away.
After a moment, he releases my head, and I push his dick out of my mouth, gasping for breath.
"Get on my dick," he demands but a red flag pops up that should've registered before.
From when he forced me.
"I'm not on birth control. We need a condom," I say quickly.
I should've taken the morning after pill the day I was raped but it wasn't a thought then.
I've never had sex without a condom. I can't get on birth control without my dad finding out.
"I don't give a fuck. Get over here, now. Don't make me say it again," he warns.
This is dangerous. On one hand, if I retract my consent, he'll force me anyway. On the other hand, I don't want to get pregnant.
"Don't come inside me," I say as I straddle his waist but he doesn't respond.
I guide his cock to my pussy and slowly push down his length, gasping from how he stretches me.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" I moan as his cock presses against my G-spot, tantalizing my need for release.
He kicks away his jeans and boxers but doesn't move to touch me. He folds his arms behind his head, flexing his bulging muscles.
It's obvious he wants to watch the show.
Pressing my hands against his abs, I use them as leverage to ride him, his cock easing in and out of me at first but I slowly gain momentum, whimpering incessantly from the assault his cock is doing on my pussy.
"God, yes!" I cry out as he grabs my waist, steadying me.
"That's right, princess. Take my cock. You're such a good little slut for me, aren't you? Say it," he commands vehemently.
I've never been one for being talked to in bed with words like whore, bitch, or slut, but I'm so lost in the pleasure I can barely see straight.
"I'm a good little slut for you!" I yell as he spanks my ass and my thrusts speed up. "Kai, please!" I beg as he palms my aching breast.
"Yes, princess?"
"I need to come. I'm so close. Please!" I moan as his jaw tightens.
"I'm not stopping you. When you're ready to come, you go right ahead."
I don't know how it's possible that I'm edging myself and unable to get myself there. It's never been a problem before, especially when using someone else's hardware instead of just my fingers, but I can't throw myself over the edge.
"Please!" I cry out, begging with my eyes and my words. I'll do anything if he just ends this torture and makes me come. Hell, I'll let him fuck my ass, which I don't do very often, if he just gets me off.
He gets the message.
Immediately, Kai flips us over, grabs my hips tight, and fucks me hard, ramming his cock even deeper than I was getting him.
"You want to come, princess?"
"Yes!" I yell as I dig my nails into the comforter, praying that my orgasm comes.
It starts to build again as every muscle in my body tense. Every nerve in my body is on fire at the approaching release but I feel one other thing coming which sends me into a full panic. "Kai, stop!"
"Not fucking happening," he growls as he pounds into me with a vengeance. "You said yes. You're not taking that back."
"No, I mean, you need to—" I throw my head back and scream as my release shoots through me, ecstasy blanketing me. It sprays him, nearly pushing him out of me, but he doesn't stop fucking me.
"So fucking hot," he grunts as he bends down and kisses me so passionately my head spins while my pussy keeps clenching him tight.
Suddenly, he pulls out, and I whimper in protest, wiggling my hips and trying to find friction.
"Why did you stop?" I complain.
He gives me a cocky grin.
"Get on your hands and knees. I'm nowhere near done with you, princess. By the time I'm through, you won't be able to walk straight."
Thank God for that.
"What are you doing?" I snicker as I lie on my back after being thoroughly fucked by Kai for over an hour and a half. Now, he's between my thighs, and he has the knife again. This time though, he's not full of anger. He's teasingly running the blade over the skin of my thighs.
"I'm preparing you," he jokes.
"For what exactly?" I ask, still completely naked.
"We have a few guests who are probably waiting downstairs for us," he says but the playfulness melts away. "You want to know why you're here, don't you?"
"I already know about C-4, Kai. You want to break me, but I'm not that easy to destroy. You better bring your A game." I'm messing with him about his game but I really hope his methods don't actually work on me. If my dad is worried, he probably has a reason to be.
"Not necessarily," he says before I feel the blade slice through my skin.
"Ow! That hurt!" I complain before sitting up. He scoops up the blood that falls from the wound and spreads it across both my thighs, extending down my knees.
"I've gotta get you into character," he jokes drily.
"You cut me open!" I growl at him but then he gently wraps his hand around my throat, spreading the blood across my fair skin.
Okay. Maybe the whole spreading blood on me is a bit sexy and alluring but he still cut me.
"It's not my intention to break you," he starts before smearing the blood across my cheek.
What is his intention then?
I watch as he pulls his hand away from my face and lifts it to his, his eyes moving methodically up and down each finger before he sucks the blood off his thumb.
Vampires all throughout every fictional universe are probably dying of envy at this very moment. No one could possibly be as sexy as Kai is when he licks my blood from his skin.
"Would you like a taste, princess?" he asks, extending his thumb to me streaked with my blood. "It tastes better than you'd expect."
A normal, sane woman would be disgusted by the offer but I am a bit curious. He looked like he was in heaven from the taste of the red liquid collecting on his fingers.
I stick out my tongue and take just a small taste to test it out. I expect it to taste like copper, maybe so bitter I want to puke, but it's not that bitter. The perfect mixture of bitter and sweet.
Then, I take his thumb in my mouth, sucking and licking as a bit of foreplay. His eyes darken as I nip the tip of his thumb before releasing it with a pop of my lips.
"Not bad at all," I sass.
I know I accomplished my method of seduction even if he doesn't jump back into fucking me.
"Put on your shirt. Nothing else. I'll be right back," he mutters before he stands up and throws on his jeans. He walks out of the room and I smirk to myself.
So maybe this whole thing with Kai won't be so bad? I'm not so sure about the other guys but I thoroughly enjoy the way Malakai Harris fucks me. Maybe it's the years of experience but it's way beyond anything a guy has ever given me.
I'm tempted to defy him but I know there is the possibility that it could end badly and I don't want to anger Kai. I throw back on my shirt and it's long and baggy enough to cover halfway down my thighs when I push it down so as not to bunch it up.
Theoretically, I could walk around without my underwear on but that could be considered asking for it.
I roll my eyes. Men are so oblivious.
I'm about to throw on my underwear as an added measure when the door flies open and Kai stalks back in.
"Alright. Showtime, princess."
Showtime? What the hell?
"Huh?"
Kai stalks over to me and grabs the back of my neck, hauling me against him. The possessiveness and determination in his eyes makes my pussy weep with need.
"You want to know who had me enact C-4 on you, right?" he presses, his tone calm but slightly intimidating.
"Yes."
"Then, you need to come downstairs, but because I don't want you to make too much of a scene"—he trails off and pulls a pair of handcuffs out of his back pocket—"I can't have you trying to make a run for it, can I?" His teasing tone is disarming, even if he's talking about my current status as his hostage. It’s almost like he’s actually making a joke, like it doesn't have any truth to it. Strange.
I reluctantly give him my wrists and he latches the handcuffs around them as tight as possible without hurting me.
He grabs the chain of the handcuffs and walks a little too fast for me.
"Kai!" I growl at him.
My anxiety builds. The last time Kai led me somewhere, he was leading me off to be raped. What kind of horrible scene is he leading me to now?
"Stop!" I hiss but he throws me over his shoulder before walking down the stairs. "Malakai Harris, put me the fuck down!" I yell before kicking his stomach. I'm not only on edge but his unwillingness to pump the breaks is pissing me off.
"Calm down, princess," he growls before he spanks my bare ass, pain shooting through the skin.
"Ow! You're such an asshole!" I yell as he carries me into a massive room where I hear a commotion. It starts as chatter which turns to laughter.
"Here she is!" Kai announces before setting me on my feet and tugging my back into his chest, restraining me there even with the handcuffs on me.
My eyes scan the room, seeing the other guys who raped me but also seeing Blaine of all people sitting on the couch, looking like I'm his worst nightmare.
"Blaine?"
No, please. Don't let it be so. It can't be. He can't be the one who convinced Kai to do this to me. I know I hurt his feelings but this … this is the ultimate betrayal. Blaine was my friend, one of my few friends, and he stabbed me in the back like this?
"What's going on?" Blaine asks, jumping to his feet. He seems panicked.
"We're just having some fun with Aria. Isn't that right, princess?" Kai asks as I fight his hold.
"Let her go!"
"Um, not happening. I think Miss James is quite enjoying her stay in my humble habitat. Aren't you?" Then, Kai kisses my cheek.
"Oh, my god. What did you do to her?" Blaine asks as if I'm not standing here, staring at him in disbelief.
"Exactly what you wanted. You said you wanted revenge on her, right?"
That confirms my fear. Blaine is responsible for this.
"You fucking bastard!" I scream at him and try to break free from Kai's hold to claw Blaine's face off but Kai just tightens his hold.
"I didn't ask for this," Blaine defends.
"Well, you should've been specific. You did say you wanted to destroy her life. She's here with us, and I think we're going to keep her," Kai insists. "Although, I might've gone a bit overboard. Do you think so, princess?"
At first, I thought he was trying to antagonize me but he's trying to enrage Blaine with his remarks. This is what he meant by getting me into character.
The question is why? Why is Kai mad at him?
"How could you do this, you piece of shit? I fucking trusted you and you stab me in the back like this? For what? Because I refused to go out with you? I don't date period. What makes you so fucking special?"
Blaine's face falls but I don't give a shit. He's an asshole for putting Kai up to this. Blaine targeted a tornado at me, and I had no time to prepare for shelter.
"Even your dick is mediocre, you piece of shit!" I scream at him.
Even Dax and Rowe cringe at the way I fire at Blaine's male ego.
"Damn. Aria has quite the mouth on her, doesn't she?" Knox laughs.
"Dammit, Kai. Just let her go! I'm pulling the plug! She doesn't deserve this!" Blaine presses, which seems to piss Kai off.
Kai pushes me back against the wall and levels me with a look. It's enough to say he doesn't want me to move from this spot.
I give a curt nod and he walks straight over to Blaine.
"It doesn't matter what she deserves or what you say. You think I went this far because you asked? You're shit, Blaine, and I don't owe you a damn thing. I went this far because you broke the fucking rules. Not her but you. She didn't know the rules but you did. You were well aware that she was off-fucking-limits. You defied me!" Kai screams in his face like a madman.
My body tenses. This is the missing piece of the puzzle. Blaine may have asked for help but Kai only did it because he's angry at Blaine for daring to touch me. Kai holds a strange possessiveness over me, and it's mind-boggling. Kai is hurting me to torture Blaine, because in his twisted way, Blaine cares about me.
He can't hurt one of his football players but he can hurt me. I can accept that.
If hurting me causes Blaine even a little discomfort, I'm all for the pain. My scars will heal but mental ones are hard. Blaine deserves the guilt, remorse, and the pain.
"The only people who get to touch her are people I give the okay to. You even look at her and I'll put your fucking lights out." Kai shoves Blaine in the direction of the door but he doesn't leave.
I must be broken because seeing Kai so full of anger, resentment, and possessiveness makes me so hot for him. It should be illegal for such toxic emotions to make me want to fuck him.
"You can leave now. I'm sure the others are aching to stretch her out a bit." He glares before moving over to me.
And just like that, I'm not scared anymore. It may hurt but Kai has always protected me and, in his twisted way, he still is. It's controlling and insane but I like this side of him—the obsessive sociopath.
He grips my hair tight and pulls me against him before crashing his lips against mine.
"I'm going to fuck you so good later, princess," he whispers so only I can hear him. "But, right now, give him a show of you being fucked by some of his closest friends and make him pay."
I want to make Blaine pay. If that means fucking the guys who raped me because of him, so be it.
I gaze up into his eyes. He must see my consent because he pulls me over to the couch. He pushes me down on it and pulls me over the arm of the couch where just my head hangs over the edge. He restrains my handcuffs under the couch leg, which keeps me exactly where he wants me. Kai pulls my shirt over my head and lets it fall to my bound hands, leaving my body completely exposed.
Kai moves out of my field of vision then Nico steps toward me, working at the zipper of his jeans.
"Open up," Nico says as he whips out his dick and angles it toward my mouth.
I've never been one to shy away from a blowjob but I'm more determined this time.
I want Blaine to fucking burn.
I take in Nico's cock and suck it like my life depends on it moments before I feel someone ease their cock inside my pussy.
Holy shit. I could get used to having five different guys to fill my pussy. There's something insane about having one guy fucking me while I suck someone else off.
"Her mouth is so good," Nico groans as he grabs my shoulders and thrusts against my mouth.
Then, I feel someone's tongue on my nipples, teasing me, while a finger circles my clit.
"She tastes really good, too." Is that Knox? Or maybe Rowe? Their voices are so similar. "I wonder how her pussy tastes."
Then, Nico lets out a loud groan as he dumps his load down my throat. As I'm licking Nico's cock clean, I feel whichever dick that was just inside of me pull out; it’s quickly replaced with a mouth as one of the guys licks the lining of my pussy.
Nico pulls out of my mouth, and I gasp aloud. It's impossible for me to look to see who's doing that but I know from the guys standing in my view, it has to be Knox.
Kai came inside me not that long ago, and Knox is licking it out of me.
Why the hell is that so fucking hot?
"Yes!" I cry out.
"How good does she taste?" Rowe asks with a massive grin on his face as he drops his pants.
"So delicious," Knox growls before moving back over me, ramming his cock back inside.
"Oh, fuck!" I scream and Rowe takes the opportunity to claim my mouth.
"Do you think her ass has ever had any attention?" I hear Dax as Knox pounds my pussy and teases my clit.
"Why don't we ask her?" Rowe says with a laugh before pulling out of my mouth.
I'm moaning uncontrollably from the way Knox is fucking me. I'm so close. Just a bit more and I'll come undone.
"How about it, pretty girl?" Knox whispers as he leans into my ear, kissing along my neck. "Has your ass ever been fucked?" he questions as he licks along my earlobe, tantalizing me further.
"Oh, fuck! Don't stop," I beg when he slows down but then he speeds back up. "Yes, it has," I mumble moments before I explode into euphoria, my pussy clenching at him.
"Shit," he grunts before dumping his load inside me. I look back at the group of guys but realize two are missing along with Blaine.
