Page 78 of Twisted Heathens
Our hips slam together as I fuck her against the wall, her tight pussy driving me wild. Nails bite into my back as she kisses me again; roughly, savagely. Tongue invading my mouth while I pummel her cunt into oblivion.
When she breaks away for air, I suck on her hard nipples. My teeth pull at her buds before I bite and suck her tits hard enough to leave a purple pattern, moving gradually up her neck. I want to see my bruises all over her fucking body. I want to hurt her and see her pain, own her in the most twisted way possible.
Movements growing more frenzied, we both chase that elusive high. Groaning and clinging to one another as the pressure builds, Brooklyn falls apart first, screaming my name. Her pussy clenches around me, and I’m spilling into her seconds later.
We breathe heavily in silence, water cascading around us. Washing quickly, I exit first and dry off, before handing her the towel. Then I realise that my clothes are fucking drenched in a puddle on the floor.
Brooklyn wraps herself up and grabs my hand. “Stay?”
With her lip caught between her teeth, she looks impossibly young. Platinum hair wet and scraggly, eyes lined with circles and holding more grief than anyone should. I follow her into the bedroom, like a dying man chasing a mirage. She climbs into bed completely naked, silently beckoning me to join.
“I’m not, ah…” She gulps, running a hand over her face. “Not very good at this, the-sticking-around-after thing. But with you…” Her eyes flick back up to mine apprehensively. “I want to be.”
My feet carry me forwards, into the bed until our bodies are entwined, skin damp and breath mingling. My fingers bury in her wet blonde strands as her hand runs over my lower stomach, teasing the sensitive patches of burned scar tissue there.
I’ve never let anyone do that before.
Not even Phoenix.
“I wish you could talk to me,” she blurts.
The sound of crashing thunder fills the room as light flashes behind the drawn curtains. Brooklyn clings to me harder, leg hanging over mine, arms wrapped around my bare chest. I don’t know where I end and she begins.
Brooklyn sighs. “Tell me something. Please.”
Fucking Christ, I want to. More than ever before in my life, I wish I could say something. Anything. But I can’t get a fucking word out, not even when her lips graze my jaw.
“You really can’t, can you? Not a word?”
My head hits the pillows in aggravation. Brooklyn stares for a second longer before disentangling herself from me, leaving the bed to rustle in her coat pocket. She comes back with a pack of cigarettes, popping the window open through the safety bars as she lights up.
Stupid fucking words. I don’t need them. Not with her.
She wants to know about my pain? I’ll fucking hurt her myself, spill her blood and claim her heathen soul. Then she’ll understand. Roughly grabbing her arm, I pull her back towards the bed before flipping her onto her back.
“What are you up to?” she breathes.
I’ll tell you something, babygirl.
If that’s what you want.
Her legs slide open on instinct and I settle between them, staring down at her. Cold air floods the room as the rainstorm rages. I kiss my way down her soft thighs, tongue flicking across her clit as her back arches.
“Fuck… Eli. Don’t stop.”
Tasting her sweet little pussy, I slide a finger in and rub her clit with my thumb. She’s already soaked again, legs quivering at my mere touch. Once she’s mewling and ready to burst, my mouth leaves her cunt and I raise my head, slowly licking my lips.
This girl. We’re cut from the same fucking cloth.
I leave her shivering, searching for something to use. My eyes land on her Chucks, and I quickly steal the laces while she watches me intently. Back in bed, I spread Brooklyn wide and grab her wrists, looping the laces around and tying her hands together tight.
No escaping now. Running away isn’t allowed.
I snatch the still-lit cigarette from between her fingers and shift into position, my cock nudging her drenched folds. She groans while I tease her opening, and I take the opportunity to lower the cigarette to her forearm.
“Oh fuck…” she hisses as I burn her without mercy. “Goddammit. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
I slip fully inside, filling her tight pussy up while I burn her again. This time for longer, leaving beautiful red welts behind on her creamy skin. Her walls clench around my dick as she moans, biting her damn lip again in a way that drives me crazy.