Page 47 of Merciless Angel
The cold touch of Daire’s knife blade pressed against the side of my neck. His body shoved against mine, holding me in place.
“Careful, Clover. I’m not opposed to carving you up a little. I’ll start with that smart mouth of yours and end with your tight ass.” To emphasize his threat, Daire pushed his hardening cock against my ass, his knife digging into my neck.
After what I’d been through with Zane, I found myself unafraid. Of course I didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Daire’s blade. However, I was done rolling over for these guys.
Through clenched teeth I said, “What’s wrong, Daire? Can’t handle a woman who talks back? You want a submissive doll that lays there and takes your abuse?”
Neither Blaze nor Cash came to my defense. Big surprise. They stood there watching, waiting to see how this played out.
Daire fisted a handful of my hair, using it to keep my head pressed against the wall. Slowly he ran the tip of the knife along my neck and down the side of my body. “You don’t want to try me, Little Unicorn. I’ll make sure you regret it.”
“I already regret everything about you,” I blurted. The moment the words left my mouth, I wished I could rewind the last few seconds and keep them inside.
Grabbing my arm, Daire spun me around to face him. Using the tip of his knife, he outlined my upper lip. My entire body quivered.
“Is that so? Tell me then, should we have left you with Zane? Would you prefer to be owned by him? He would have eventually killed you. You know that, don’t you?”
Afraid to speak, my voice came out as a whisper. “So will you when you tire of me.”
Something dark and deadly flashed behind Daire’s eyes. “Oh, I don’t know about that. I guess that all depends on how well you play the game. Now let’s see you get on your knees and beg my forgiveness.”
Holding tight to my hair, Daire guided me down to my knees. He tilted his head to one side, indicating that I should get started. When he started twirling the knife in one hand, I felt my courage fade.
God, I hated him. I doubted there was a man so vile on this planet. All of the Angels were bad news. Daire was the absolute worst.
“I’m sorry, Daire,” I said, not meaning a damn word. “Please forgive me.”
He pretended to consider my fake apology. “I think you can do better than that. Try again.”
“I’m sorry for upsetting you. I shouldn’t have done that. It won’t happen again.” Inside I was fuming. Who the hell did Daire Keller think he was?
Daire stared down at me, enjoying his power trip. I wanted so badly to throw my drink in his face. Cash continued to eat, watching this twisted scenario play out while Blaze tugged a joint from his pocket and a lighter from the other.
“Suck my cock. I want to watch you swallow every drop of my cum.” Amusement played about Daire’s handsome face. His expression was far hotter than it had any right being.
I gaped at him. Raina and the Gods would be here soon. Was he insane?
Of course he was. He didn’t give a shit about anything but reminding me who had the power. I loathed him with every cell in my body.
I took a long drink from my glass before setting it on the floor beside me. Then I reached for Daire’s belt, working it free. I unzipped his jeans, reaching inside his boxer shorts for his thick erection.
The silver piercing through the head of his cock looked like it must have been painful. It said a lot about what kind of man I dealt with. A man willing to stab a needle through his dick was obviously fearless. Maybe he liked it. He probably got off on it.
While all three of them watched, I ran a hand up and down his shaft. After making him wait a minute, I sucked the head into my mouth. His piercing clicked against my teeth as I slid his cock back out, then back in again.
Daire made a low noise of approval. His hold on my hair remained firm.
Refusing to acknowledge him in any way other than the obvious, I sucked him deep. His pleasurable groan felt like a good sign. I bobbed up and down on his shaft, alternating between shallow, teasing motions and deep, fast motions. Everything seemed to be going relatively well. I was hopeful to get him off before Raina arrived.
Daire wasn’t content unless he was in control. Tiring of my technique, he took over. Using his grip on my hair, he pulled my head down on his cock while shoving it deep in my throat. He held it there until my eyes began to water from the lack of oxygen. Only then did he pull back and allow me to breathe.
He didn’t give me much time to recover before doing it again. Over and over he aggressively thrust into my mouth, choking off my breath. Once he got close to finishing, he thrust faster, fucking my mouth with a vicious intensity. As much as I told myself that I hated every second of this, my thighs clenched as wetness gathered between them.
I did my best to breathe through my nose and keep my teeth from scraping his shaft. He didn’t make it easy. He released a hot spurt of cum down my throat, forcing me to swallow. When he’d finished, he stepped back and tucked himself back into his jeans.
“Good girl.” Daire patted my head like I was a dog.
Clutching my glass in one hand, I imagined throwing it in his face. Before I could make a rash move that I would no doubt pay for, the doorbell rang. Raina was here.