I pull the knife out of my mouth with my free hand. "That's it, scream for me," I groan as I push my hips further forward, allowing the last couple of inches to sink inside of her. "I love it when they scream," I murmur into her ear."You are insane." I can hear the mix of pain, shock, and pleasure in her voice. "Would you stop if I asked you to?"I bring the knife to her throat and exert pressure there, making her whimper in response."What did I tell you?""No questions," she mutters.I drag the knife lower and slide the sharp edge through the skin over her collarbone.She cries out in pain."Exactly." I lick my lips as I watch over her shoulder as the blood trickles down her chest. "But to answer your question, no. There's nothing you can say now that can stop me.""Please, sir," she begs.I don't know what exactly it is she's begging me for. Whether she wants me to stop or whether she wants me to fuck her, and it doesn't really matter. As the beast is out of his cage and the only
This was inevitable one way or another. I knew the moment I had her down here earlier in the year and saw her climax from the pain that it would have taken a miracle for me to stay away from her. In fact, I think I knew after our flirtatious conversation at the bar before winter break. Every muscle in my body strains as I fuck her harder than I've ever fucked anyone, watching her face twist with pleasure."Tell me how it feels to submit to darkness," I order.Her lips purse together as I smear more of her blood onto me, ignoring the sting from the wound in the palm of my hand. "It feels so fucking good," she murmurs, so quiet, as if she's scared to say it too loud.I growl, picking up the pace so much that the sound of our skin clashing together echoes around the room, punctuated only by her moans and my grunts. If anyone were to walk into my classroom now, they'd hear us down here fucking like animals even down here in the basement, and I don't give a shit.All I care about is claimi
"Where were you?" Nat asks as I approach our table in the cafeteria. "Did you forget you were supposed to meet us at the library?"My heart pounds unevenly in my chest as I avoid her gaze. "I got sent to detention," I lie, feeling sick to my stomach.Alex is sitting next to her with his arm draped over her shoulders. A cruel smirk twists onto his lips. "I never took you for a rebel, Sidorov."I glare at him, a part of me wishing things hadn't changed between them. Granted, I'm thankful that Nat is no longer subjected to his torment, but now we have to endure his presence at every fucking meal. "Shut up, Alex." I sit down in my usual seat opposite them.Flashbacks of what I did with Professor Luigi keep recurring over and over, and the stinging cuts I had to bandage beneath my shirt are an ever-present reminder. I ran as fast as I could from that basement all the way back to my dorm room, thankful I didn't run into anyone I knew. Or at least, no one who paid me any attention.The shirt
"I'll be right back," I say, standing with my tray to return it and grab a dessert, when Professor Luigi walks in through the entrance, heading straight into my path.I grind my teeth together and keep my eyes on the floor, having no intention of looking at him after what happened. He must think I'm pathetic, running away like a coward, unable to face the darkness inside of me and what it means. Hastening my steps, I rush toward the station for dirty dishes and put my tray down.And that's when I feel a hand grab my elbow hard. "Do you think you can just run away from me?"I swallow hard and glance at the man I was trying to avoid, swallowing hard when I see the furious expression on his face. Blaine Luigi is so often expressionless, other than when he has the chance to punish someone. "Let go of my arm," I say, yanking it from his grasp."Answer me, Azira."I glare at him, as he doesn't have the right to accost me in the cafeteria and talk about something that never should have happe
I grind my teeth together as Azira walks into the classroom without a glance in my direction. The blood lust she ignited in me can't be quelled and yet she's given me the cold shoulder ever since we fucked.I thought it was supposed to be the virgin that gets hooked on the person who takes it after the first fuck, not the other way around. Clearing my throat, I force my attention away from the bane of my existence and get out the textbook for the anatomy class. It's been an entire week since we took things too far and then she ran, too scared to face the truth.That she's as fucked up as me.I tried to make it clear to her she will not be able to run from this that easily in the cafeteria the very evening after I claimed her virginity, but she clearly hasn't taken me seriously. Since then, I haven't had the opportunity to get her alone.I showed her my true colors and what makes me tick and the fact is she loved every damn second of it until the endorphins wore off. And then she took
It feels like a lifetime before the bell chimes and the students get up, except for Azira. I watch her as she frowns at her essay on the table, avoiding glancing at me.I watch the students exiting the classroom, waiting for the last one to fuck off and leave me alone with my not so innocent conquest. Once the door clicks shut, I allow myself to return my attention to Azira.She's now staring at me with a vacant look in her eyes, waiting for me to speak.I don't say a word as I stand and approach her desk.Her eyes dilate with fear the closer I get and the sadist inside of me delights in her fear. Once I'm an inch from her desk, I stop and cross my arms over my chest."What do you have to say for yourself, Miss Sidorov?"Her eyes narrow. "I apologized already for talking in class.""And what exactly were you saying to Natalya?"She shakes her head. "It's not important.""I want to know exactly what you said, Azira."Her throat bobs. "I was merely stating that this class was boring as
I stare up at him as he keeps my airways blocked with the thick girth of his cock, his eyes twinkling with sadistic delight.My throat aches as I wait for him to allow me to breathe, but I sense he has no intention of doing so.Panic claws at me as I writhe, attempting to break free from his hold.Still, he watches in delight at my panic, as if he's taking great pleasure from my discomfort.Who am I kidding?He is taking great pleasure from my discomfort.Finally, when I'm sure I'll pass out, he pulls his cock out and shakes his head. "You have a nose, Miss Sidorov. Use it if you want to avoid passing out."I glare at him. "I wouldn't need to if you weren't being such a bastard and choking me with your dick."His grasp on my hair tightens, and he forces his cock back through my lips and into the back of my throat. "This is your punishment for ignoring me for an entire fucking week." He thrusts in and out as if he's fucking my pussy, making me choke and gag. "Now breathe through your n
He thrusts three fingers into my pussy and groans. "So fucking wet. We won't need lube, as you are making enough."I feel him spread my arousal onto my ass, and then he spits on it, making me shudder. And then he thrusts his cock into my pussy. "I'll get my cock nice and wet in your cunt."There's a part of me that can't believe he's doing this, taking things this far, and there's this dark part of me that loves it. I want him to take what he wants from me, use me and abuse me in sick and dirty ways."Blaine, this is insane."His eyes flash. "Have I ever told you that you could call me by my first name?"I purse my lips together. "No, but I assumed—""Don't. It's master or sir to you."I swallow hard. "Sorry, sir."He pulls out of my pussy presses the hard, thick head of his cock against my tight hole, making me tense. "I would tell you this won't hurt, but that's a lie. And let's be honest with each other. You love pain." He forces the tip harder against my tight ring of muscles and