.
I wasn’t expecting you to actually answer that.
And I sure as hell wasn’t expecting that answer.
But if you think I’d ever judge you for it, you don’t know me at all. And I think we both know you do.
I have a confession to make: I didn’t randomly drive our conversation in that direction. You’ve said things in the past—used certain phrases, hinted at certain thoughts or wants—that made me wonder, so I pushed us there on purpose.
I wanted to know if your head and your desires went to the same dark, fucked-up places mine does.
Again, no judgement. And spoiler: they do.
My tastes tend to be…polarizing. Mostly shunned. It’s not that I’m a monster, it’s just that I have the urge to do what most people would view as monstrous things.
To chase. To tie up. To take away all power and control.
Non-consent of the consensual variety, I guess you could say.
So no, I don’t think your kink is “fucked up.” I think it’s honest.
Shame we don’t know each other outside of these notes, isn’t it?
Be heard,
-Me
NERO
She doesn’t have many. But one of Milena’s few flaws is that she still takes some of the things I say to her as hyperbole. Worse, a joke.
She really should know better by now.
I strip in the darkness of her bedroom, listening to her slow, quiet breathing as my cock swells, until it’s so fucking hard that it curves up toward the ceiling, precum leaking from the pulsing head and tip to run down my shaft.
A wolf hunts, and when prey taunts that wolf, the inevitable only becomes more…
Personal.
Necessary.
When am I seeing you again?
I watched in real time as she typed those words and then quickly deleted them. How? Simple. Two nights ago, I was also in her bedroom while she slept, slowly and languidly rubbing her clit until she came in her sleep.
She must have missed the streaks of cum I left dripping down her pussy and between her legs when she woke up in the morning. Maybe she was still groggy when she jumped in the shower, who knows.
Either way, as well as making her greedy little cunt come all over my fingers, I used her face to open her phone and installed a hidden screen mirroring app while I was there.
No, I don’t feel guilty about that in the slightest.
But that’s partly why I’m here, dick hard, pulse pounding in my ears, eyes piercing the dimness of the room as I slowly prowl toward her sleeping body.
She asked.
This is her answer.
She barely shifts when I pull the covers back, and murmurs quietly as I slip my fingers into the waist of her cotton shorts to peel them down. I slip a hand underneath her firm ass to I lift it and remove the shorts. Her lacy black thong follows, and I steal onto the bed, spread her long legs, and crawl between them.
Her lips are already dewy and warm when I drag a finger up them. She coos quietly in her sleep as I spread them apart, groaning at the sight of her pink pussy glistening in the low light.
A dark growl rumbles in my chest as I settle between her thighs and drag my tongue up her slit. I do it again, using a little more pressure as I slide the tip up between her lips and let it dance over her swollen clit.
Milena whimpers. Her body writhes, and her hips rise as if greedy to get more of my mouth on her.
Good girl.
I push my tongue into her, tasting her sweet cunt as she moans a little louder. I look up her body, over her taut stomach and to her small dancer’s tits with those oh-so-tempting pale pink nipples. Her face caves slightly, her brow furrowing as her mouth opens in soft, quiet pleasure.
My tongue swirls over her clit again, harder.
Suddenly, her eyes open.
For a second, she’s totally confused, her eyes snapping from half-lidded to wide as fuck as she stares down at me lying between her legs. Her mouth opens, her brows shoot up.
Before she can say anything or try to push me away, my lips wrap around her clit. I sink two fingers into her, curling them against her g-spot as I suck hard on her swollen little nub and roll my tongue over it.
“Nero…” she moans, writhing as her legs try to clamp down around my head. I give her inner thigh a smart smack, making her whimper in a way that has my cock aching and leaking precum all over the bedsheets.
I growl into her pussy, tonguing her velvety soft lips as she drips all over my mouth and chin. Fuck me, she tastes like the sweetest heaven. Like something I have no right to be devouring. Too pretty. Too pure. Too unsullied for the beast inside me that wants to rip her open and feast on her fucking soul.
I’m going to do it anyway.
She gasps sharply, her back arcing violently off the bed as I suck harder on her clit. I push my fingers into her eager pussy again, stroking in and out as she humps my hand.
Her breath catches, her body twisting under my mouth as I tongue her swollen clit, still fingering her messy cunt, until her spread thighs are shaking against my shoulders and I see her stomach muscles clench as her pussy milks my fingers.
Her hands tighten to fists in the bedsheets. Her back arches as her head falls back, her mouth open, a low whine of pleasure filling the room.
“Wait! Nero, I—”
She goes to push me away, as if she doesn’t want to come all over my tongue.
Rude?
That’s fucking happening right now whether she wants it or not.
…And let’s be real, she does.
I slap her thigh sharply again, making her squeal as her pussy tightens like a vice around my fingers, dripping all over them. Her clit pulses against my tongue as I suck it mercilessly. Her hands drop to my hair, as if to push me away again.
Someone really needs to learn her lesson.
I smack her thighs again.
Then again, and again, and a fourth time. Her squeals and whimpered moans fill the heavy air as I keep tonguing and sucking her swollen clit and slapping her thighs. My fingers ram into her, stroking that spot just inside as I feel her whole body tighten and tense.
Her breath catches, and suddenly, her body jerks violently as she slams a hand over her mouth.
“I’m coming!!” she screams through her hand, a wrenched cry ripping from her throat. Her body twists and shakes, her hips bucking hard against my mouth, shamelessly humping my tongue like a greedy little slut.
Milena is still shaking as I slide up her body between her legs, a low, hungry, growl rumbling in my chest. I bite and suck and nibble at her stomach and hips. She cries out as my teeth drag over her skin, making her belly cave beneath the heat of my mouth.
I take a bruised pale pink nipple in my teeth, biting down and drawing a sharp scream of pleasure and pain from her throat before I wrap my lips around it and suck gently.
My hands cup her tits, my mouth sliding from one eager, swollen nipple to the other as my fat cock drags against her messy little pussy.
My hips roll, my teeth only releasing her nipple at the last moment. I groan as I look down at the mauled mess I’ve made of her tits: bruised, swollen and red.
Then I kiss her, hard. I push my tongue between her lips, feasting on her mouth as I center my dick against her tight little hole. Milena moans eagerly against me, lifting her hips as she kisses me back, tasting her own arousal on my mouth.
I ram into her with one brutal stroke, swallowing her scream as she clings to me tightly. Her thighs clamp around my hips. Her nails dig in and rake down my back like hot knives, ripping a snarl from the back of my throat as I grind into her and kiss her hard enough to bruise.
“Nero…”
I draw back and ram my swollen cock back into her again, gritting my teeth at how fucking tight she is. Milena moans, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts as her head tilts to the side. My eyes lock onto that fucking ponytail that seems to have made it its mission in life to beg me to wrap it around my fist and tug.
I push deeper, dropping my mouth to her neck and running my teeth over the soft, delicate skin. Milena moans, squirming against me and clawing at my chest.
“Nero…”
I bite down on her neck as I roll my hips and bury myself again in her molten heat. She’s still pawing at my chest as I rut into her.
“Nero—”
“Was this dripping little pussy dreaming about—”
“Why did you leave?”
The question slams into me at the same moment I realize she’s not clawing my chest, she’s pushing it away.
I go still, the red haze of lust fading slightly as I look down into her eyes.
Milena’s bottom lip retreats between her teeth as she looks up at me with those big blue eyes that wreck me more than they fucking should.
“The other day,” she whispers, both of us panting as we stop grinding together, my cock still buried deep. “At Greymoor. Why did you—”
My jaw tightens.
“It doesn’t matter,” I growl quietly. A whimper rips from her throat, her eyes rolling back as I draw my cock almost all the way out and then thrust back in.
I start to fuck her again, but then there’s that hand, patting my chest to stop me.
So I do.
Begrudgingly.
“It matters to me,” she murmurs, her pulse still hammering madly in her neck. Her body still twitching and trembling. Her pussy still rippling up and down my dick like it’s already bored of this conversation and wants me to keep fucking it.
“Look—”
“Was it something I said?”
My brows knit into a scowl. “It’s not you,” I mutter. “It’s—“
“Oh my god,” she groans. “It’s not you, it’s me? Seriously?”
I rest my fists on either side of her head, my arms tense as I hover above her.
Her legs are still wrapped tight around me. Her needy pussy is still clinging to me and squeezing my dick like it really hasn’t gotten the message that, technically speaking, we’re not fucking right now.
My eyes lock on hers.
“You like to play in the dark, princess.”
She frowns. “Yes, but you’re avoiding the question. Why—”
“I fucking live there,” I growl. “You’re—”
“What?” she snaps testily. “A tourist?”
I shrug my shoulders. “Your words.”
A blue the color of storm clouds blooms in her eyes as they darken. “So—what, you left because you decided I wasn’t kinky enough for you? You can’t seriously believe that after what happened prior to you walking the fuck out.”
I.e., me chasing her through a haunted mansion, slamming her down on the stairs, and fucking her like I was trying to rape her.
She’s right: if we can agree that she was very into that—and she was—then it’s hard to imagine me thinking she wasn’t up to a certain level of kink.
Except I’m not talking about kinks. I’m not talking about what weird, fucked-up shit gets me hard and her wet.
I’m talking about the scars that were carved into my psyche fifteen years ago.
Part of me wants to explain that, even in the vaguest terms. But that part of me is buried so deep in the mud, and the walls around that mud are so thick, that even I can’t get through to dig it all up.
I’m still hard when I slowly pull out and sit back on my haunches. A shadow ripples over Milena’s face as she scoots away from me, drawing her knees up to her chin and tugging the comforter over her again.
“You don’t want my brand of dark,” I growl. “Trust me.”
“You mean you don’t want to act those dark parts out with me,” she snaps.
“Is that what I said?” My eyes narrow. “Princess, I am telling you, you don’t—”
“You don’t get to make those decisions for me,” she hisses. “You don’t get to decide what I can and can’t handle, or what’s too fucked up for me.”
Our eyes clash—icy blue versus poisonous green. Her lips curl into a sneer. “Or is all this just because I called you a little troublem—”
“Do not fucking say that,” I snarl.
Her eyes glint maliciously. “Big tough guy who gets hard chasing girls through the dark, and he gets all pouty over a stupid name a child would let roll off their shoulders.”
My jaw tightens. She’s playing with a fire she doesn’t understand.
“I’m warning you, princess,” I hiss.
“Pussy.”
She’s obviously goading me. The problem is, it’s fucking working. Not because I’m pathetic. But because this girl seems to have a way of getting under my skin and fucking living there. The more she goads me, the more I want to pin her down and fuck that goddamn mouth until it’s drooling all over my dick.
“Stop it,” I snap.
“Or what, pussy?” she smiles. “Are you only into it if the girl isn’t? Is that it?”
“You need to be extremely fucking careful,” I hiss through clenched teeth, “what words next come out of your mouth—”
It doesn’t even register immediately. One second, I’m kneeling on the bed facing her, and the next, she’s right in front of me, and my face is throbbing.
…Because she just fucking slapped me.
I’m rarely at a loss for words. But in that moment, I’m only capable of staring at her, a stunned, furious look frozen on my face.
My cheek pulses with heat as she leans into me, bringing her lips to my ear.
“Do whatever you fucking want,” she breathes. “Let’s see who can handle what—”
A choked, whimpered cry lodges in her chest as my hand jerks out and wraps around her fucking throat. Her eyes glaze over with need and heat as my fingers tighten on her delicate, pale skin, my lips curling into a vicious snarl.
She gasps sharply through the pressure on her windpipe as I reach up with my other hand, grab her ponytail in a fist, and yank her head back.
“For the fucking record,” I growl, leaning close, “this is what is called asking for it.”
She whimpers again when I shove her away, sending her back onto the bed.
I slide off and stalk across the floor to where I discarded my clothes, yanking my belt from the loops of my trousers with a tug that makes the leather snap.
Milena’s breath catches in a staccato tremble as I slowly turn to her. My eyes are dark as I prowl back to the bed. She’s staring at me with eyes that suggest she’s just realized exactly how much she’s just tried to bite off when it comes to me.
Too late if she wants to backpedal now.
Way too late.
Milena moans as I grab her wrists and wrap my belt tightly around them. She shudders as I tug her back roughly over the sheets until I’ve got her bound wrists pinned to the headboard.
Leather wrapped around iron, looped twice and then knotted tight.
My blood roars in my veins as my cock twitches and pulses, dripping precum as I wrap my hand around it and stroke it slowly.
Milena swallows nervously, her chest rising and falling quickly. Her nipples are tight and pebbled, her eyes wide as her pink tongue darts out to wet her lips.
“Wait, Nero—”
“Your mouth just wrote a fat check, princess,” I rasp as I move onto the bed.
She chokes on another gasp as I swing a leg over her body and kneel astride her chest, my hot cock lying thick and heavy between her tits.
“Let’s see what happens when I cash it.”
Her lips tremble, her big blue eyes going wide as they look up into mine.
“Nero—”
“No talking. I only have one use for your mouth right now.”
Electricity hums through my body as I wrap that goddamn ponytail around my fist. I move up her body until my dick is bobbing right over her face.
“Now open wide,” I hiss, “and suck like a good girl.”
I slip my balls into her mouth first. She mumbles something, but the words are lost as her lips open wide. My cock drapes over her face, and I groan when her tongue dances over and teases my balls.
“I said suck them, not give them a fucking kiss,” I growl.
She obeys. Pleasure sparks through my body as she takes my heavy balls into her hot little mouth one at a time. Loud slurping sounds fill her bedroom as she tongues them wetly, making my dick twitch and leak more precum.
“Harder, princess,” I grunt through clenched teeth.
Fucking hell.
I groan, my eyes locked on hers as her cheeks hollow, getting both of my balls into her mouth and swirling her tongue around them. The veins on my dick stand out, the head so fucking swollen and fat that my head is swimming.
I pull away slowly, relishing the soft, wet plopping sound of my balls slipping from her mouth. My hand tightens on her ponytail, bringing her head up a little as I push my cock against her lips.
“Every time I see this fucking ponytail, I want to grab it in my fist and fuck your throat.” My eyes glint down at her. “Open wide, princess.”
Milena whimpers, opening her mouth and taking my head inside. With a grunt, I rock my hips forward, fucking my cock all the way into the back of her throat.
She chokes and whimpers, slobbering all over my dick as her eyes bulge. She looks up at me, baby-blues glazed over in desire as they water at the corners.
“You want to play in my fucking world, princess?” I snarl.
She moans, a deep, vibrating “mmmm-hmmm” sound that makes my balls tingle as she sucks on my cock. My teeth grind as I pull out, keeping just the head inside her mouth before I ram back into her throat.
Another choke. Another moan that gets me even harder. Another cough as thick drool covers my cock and drips out the corners of her mouth. I flex my legs, getting up on my knees and beginning to thrust into her mouth, using my grip on her ponytail to pull her onto my dick as she swallows me whole.
Thrust.
Gag.
Thrust.
Dribble.
Thrust.
She moans deeply, her eyes rolling back as I fuck her mouth harder and deeper. Eager, wet noises come from her throat and mouth, like she’s getting off on how roughly I’m using her.
No, not like she is.
She literally is.
I can feel her body writhing and twisting under me, and see her shamelessly rubbing her thighs together, desperate for the friction between her legs.
I chuckle as my eyes drag back to hers, fisting her hair tighter as I use her mouth.
“Such a good girl,” I growl. “Getting that slutty pussy all warmed up for me.”
She whimpers around my cock as I wetly fuck her throat.
“Such a needy thing,” I murmur, fisting her hair with one hand and stroking the back of a finger of the other one down her jaw, stretching it open. “Did that greedy little cunt miss me tearing it open and stuffing it full of my big cock?”
She moans, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes as they roll back.
“Don’t worry, princess, I’ll feed your hungry cum hole soon.”
I grunt as I ram my cock over her tongue a few more times, then pull out. She chokes, sputters and gasps, her face a mess of precum and spit, her lips swollen and raw, her eyes wild with lust as they stab into mine.
In one move, I slide down her body and crush my mouth to hers. She moans into me, her body writhing against me as if she’s so desperate to come that the sheer friction of her skin against mine might just do it.
But she doesn’t get off that easily. So to speak.
I reach behind me, grabbing the panties I peeled off her earlier. Milena’s eyes go wide as I bring them up to her face.
“Fuck,” she moans. “Nero—”
She whimpers as I gag her with them, groaning at the sight of her: panties stuffed between her puffy, swollen lips, eyes glazed over, cheeks covered in my precum, wrists still bound to the headboard above her.
I grab the backs of her knees and shove her legs right up to her chest, gliding my raging hard cock up and down her dripping pussy.
“What a desperate, drippy mess you are, princess,” I groan. “Such an eager fuck-toy.” She moans into her panties as I wind up and smack her ass with an open palm, feeling her pussy leak all over my dick when I do.
“My little fuck-toy.”
Milena screams into the gag, her body arching off the bed and her bound hands clawing frantically at the air as I thrust into her with one brutal stroke.
FUCK, she’s wet.
Lewd squelching sounds fill her bedroom as I pound into her, her tight, greedy hole clinging to me more desperately with every thrust. My hips crash against her ass as I ram into her, filling her cunt with my dick over and over.
Milena. Goes. Wild.
She thrashes underneath me, hips jerking up to meet me as her hungry pussy swallows my cock. My balls and thighs are soaked with her wetness as I fuck into her, leaning over her body.
“No hands to fight me off,” I growl against her throat. “No legs to run away. Just an eager, slutty little hole for me to use.”
She wanted my everything.
She’s going to get it—uncensored, unabridged, undiluted.
“Scream for me, baby. Let the whole fucking house know who owns this cunt. Let the fucking neighbors know how fucking horny you get for my fat fucking dick.”
Milena howls and moans into the panties stuffed in her mouth, her eyes rolling back unfocused and wild, her face red as she screams into the lace. Drool drips down her cheek from the corners of her mouth as her throat hums raggedly.
I grunt as I pound into her, my balls slapping her ass with every thrust. I reach between us and pinch a nipple between my thumb and forefinger, twisting it mercilessly. I groan as I slide my cock out of her, fisting it as she whines, desperately trying to lift her hips.
I sit back, grabbing her legs behind her knees and spreading them wide apart. Then I wrap my hand around my cock again and slap the thick head against her swollen clit, making her scream and choke into her panty-gag.
I rub and slap the head of my dick against her clit again and again. Her eyes roll back, her body starting to clench and tremble. Her legs shake, and the muscles of her shoulders and arms strain tight when she squeezes her eyes shut and screams into the lace as she comes.
Her pussy floods my cock with slick wetness, dripping down my balls and soaking the sheets. Then she shudders and goes slack, collapsing into the bed.
My lips curl viciously.
“Oh, no no no, princess,” I murmur darkly, stroking my cock as I reach up and brutally pinch one of her nipples again. “You’re not done yet.”
Her eyes snap to mine as I push the head of my cock between her slick, pink lips.
“You think coming once earns you mercy?” I shake my head. “How cute.”
She chokes, her body spasming off the bed as I slam all the way into her with one stroke. Her pussy strangles my cock, squeezing me so fucking tight that I have to fight to slide out and then back in again.
“Fuck yeah,” I snarl, gritting my teeth as I thrust into her again. “That’s it, baby. Milk my fat fucking dick. Show me what a greedy little cock slut you are.”
Milena whimpers, twisting under me and rolling her hips to meet my thrusts. I throw her legs over my shoulders and pound into her, lifting her ass right off the bed as I fuck her hard and deep, making her tits shake and her eyes roll back.
My heavy balls slap her ass, and I reach up to wrap my fingers around her throat again. Our eyes lock and I start to squeeze as I pound into her.
With a jolt and a low, guttural whine from deep in her chest, her whole body shudders violently. Another wave of slick wetness floods my dick, making a mess of both of us as I pound into her harder and rougher, using her body like my personal fuck-toy as she screams and writhes and claws at the air again as yet another orgasm crashes through her body.
“Mmm, baby, I love the way your cunt squeezes my dick. Give me some more of your cum, princess. Let me feel your greedy little pussy come all over my big fucking cock again.”
I thrust deep, squeezing her throat.
She shatters again, her legs shaking and quivering, draped over my shoulders, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Milena goes limp as I fuck her spent body like a rag doll. I can feel her pussy clenching and rippling up and down my cock—even if the rest of her has tapped out, her pussy’s not ready to throw in the towel yet.
“That little pussy is still begging for it, baby. Still defying me. Fuck, princess. The way your messy cunt comes apart for me and makes such a fucking mess makes me never want to stop.”
I reach down and pinch her clit.
It’s like pulling a trigger.
She’s so overstimulated, so fucking high from coming so much, that all it takes is one little roll of my fingers over her swollen button for her to completely detonate again, flooding my dick with another wave of her cum.
I don’t stop.
I can barely focus. My own orgasm is snarling, demanding to explode from me. But I grit my teeth and I force it back down, pounding her messy little pussy again and again.
As utterly limp as she is, Milena’s not done either. When her haggard, glazed-over eyes swivel and lock with mine, I can see the sheer determination in them.
Don’t stop.
Keep fucking going.
You will not win this battle.
I grunt, my balls so full of cum that it almost hurts as I pound into her.
“You gonna pass out on me, princess?” I groan, fucking her harder, making her tits bounce as I reach up to pinch a nipple.
Milena chokes out a moan, her head rolling from side to side as if to say no.
“Go ahead if you need to,” I growl. “I’ll just keep fucking this pretty little hole. I think we both know how wet you get when I play with you in your sleep.”
This is no longer fucking.
It’s an endurance race.
A marathon into oblivion, together.
Sweat glistens on her skin and drips down my back. The world around us becomes a mad blur. My cock is so over-used that it hurts.
But the way her choked, whimpered little moans punch out of her in sharp, staccato breaths as I fuck her has me spiraling toward the abyss, and I’m determined to take her with me.
“Eyes on me, princess,” I grunt. “Look me in the eye when this hungry little pussy comes one more time. Let me feel it, baby girl. Let me feel that fucking cum flood my balls. Be a good girl and fucking come for me right now.”
My hand tightens around her throat hard enough to make her face darken. My thumb rolls her clit as my cock thrusts deep into her molten pussy, fucked raw.
She breaks in real time.
She’s a whimpering, drooling, limp little fuck-doll when that final orgasm hits, but then it’s like someone just plugged her into a live wire.
Milena’s body twists and writhes, almost wrenching in half as her back arches violently. A raw, primal sound roars from her throat and her eyes bulge wide as her legs kick and clench and shake viciously.
Just as she goes completely boneless, I pull out of her with a snarled groan. I move up her body, straddle her chest, and lock eyes with her as I stroke my veined, swollen cock.
With a choked roar, my cum explodes out in thick, heavy ropes, splattering across her face, her neck, her tits, covering the soaked panties stuffed into her mouth. She moans, still writhing, her eyes rolling back like she’s in another fucking dimension as I fist my cock and empty my balls over her.
The room is spinning, my vision turning dark at the corners. I barely catch myself as I fall forward, one hand on the headboard. Milena is utterly limp on the bed as I undo the belt and let her arms drop.
My body feels numb as I somehow stagger to her bathroom, grab a cloth, and wet it with warm water.
She’s almost out when I crash onto her bed. I pull the panties from her slack mouth and clean her face with the washcloth.
My lips find hers, and I kiss her as I pull her into my arms.
“Fuck…” she barely breathes out, her eyes still closed. “…you.”
I frown, blinking as I pull back, my brows furrowed heavily. Then her lips pull into a lazy grin, and one eye barely opens to look at me.
“…For ever doubting me,” she mumbles with a sleepy smile. “You’re…lucky I decided to give you a break, asshole.”
I grin. So does she. Then her eye closes once again.
Darkness starts to pull me under as I drop back onto her bed. I feel her skin and her warm breath, her cheek lying on my chest.
Marathon over.
I think this might be a draw.
That means more than I can comprehend right now.
