Page 37 of Club Blood
Not that there was any person in hell who would disobey Mercy, especially when she was offering them what she was giving to me.
I pulled the hoodie over my head, revealing the cami underneath. Mercy watched me as I slowly removed my layers, leaving me in only my gifted underwear. Her lined violet eyes roved over my curves, her fingers curling at her sides as she looked over the soft swell of my breasts.
“Bed. Now.”
Her voice offered no room for debate and I relished in it, surprising myself at how well my body reacted to being told what to do. Authority looked really fucking hot on Mercy.
I crawled onto the bed, propping myself up against the pillows and spreading my legs out. My panties left nothing to the imagination and Mercy growled quietly when she noticed, her lip curling predatorily. Stalking towards me, she threw her blazer onto the floor and stepped out of her skirt, revealing herself.
It was my turn to groan as I looked at her long, slender legs and toned torso. Her skin was pale against the blackness of her lace boxers, which I could confirm, after leaning around to look, perfectly fit against her magnificent ass. My breath left me when I gazed at the rest of her, cursing as she ran her painted fingertips across her braless chest.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered.
Mercy smirked and moved onto the bed, slotting in between my open thighs. “Perks of immortality, I guess.”
Feeling brave, I reached out with trembling fingertips and traced the sharp line of her jaw. “You must have been gorgeous before to have become this in your immortal life. Beauty like this cannot be created.”
Inclining her head ever so slightly, Mercy dropped her facade for a brief second. “Thank you, little flower.”
My fingertips trailed down her body, finding their own confidence as they reached her breasts and began to circle her nipples. Mercy pressed into my touch, pressing her mouth onto my shoulder as I teased, bringing them to hardened peaks. I pushed her shoulders back slightly, creating enough distance between us for me to lean forward and pull her left peak into my mouth.
Her eyes closed when my tongue began to swirl around her nipple, my hand gently squeezing her right breast in my hand. Mercy dropped her head back, her silky hair falling back to expose her features entirely. I watched as her mouth opened in a silent moan when my teeth grazed against her, the touch against her sensitivity setting her free.
Like a switch had flipped, Mercy’s hand flew out to wrap around my neck. Her face shifted into the predator I knew her to be, and I rejoiced in seeing her illusion break. There was a fire in her eyes that matched the one I felt burning through me, and I wanted to see what it would take for them both to become untethered.
“Be a good girl and take that bra off for me. I want to see you touch yourself.”
With her hand still tight around my throat, I quickly unclasped my bra and began to squeeze my tits, tugging on my nipples until they matched the stiffness I had created in Mercy’s. I yearned to throw my head back, my body already becoming overstimulated just by being so close to Mercy and her gloriously naked body.
“I’m going to make your pretty little pussy beg me for release and I want to hear your words. Do you understand, Cecelia?”
Mercy’s grip tightened on me, punishment mixing with insane pleasure, and I nodded. Her free hand came down like lightning, smacking against my lace-covered cunt and I threw my head back against the wall, gasping as her slap left me tingling all over. Nobody had ever dared touch me like that and, well, it was a gross misconduct that none of my previous partners had tried to.
The darkness in Mercy’s gaze was mixed with desire and I couldn’t help the way my body ached for her, for more. I would take whatever she was giving me because I hungered for even the briefest amount of attention from her.
“I told you I wanted your words. Disobey me again and I will not leave a single inch of you unmarked.”
My body shivered in depraved anticipation at the promise in her voice. It was tempting not to disobey her just to have her use and abuse my body, leaving me bruised and satisfied. But I wanted to see where she was leading, and from the way I felt wetness seep from me, my pussy did too.
Keeping her eyes trained on me, Mercy slipped her fingers down my stomach and yanked at my panties, ripping the thin material away from me. I yelped, which brought a sadistic smile to her face. “Perfect,” she purred.
I watched as she brought her free hand up to her mouth and sucked on the length of her fingers. I licked my lips, resisting the urge I had to beg for it to be my mouth she used. She pulled them out with a pop, glistening with saliva, before sitting back on her heels and dividing my folds.
She leaned down, pressing her nose against my entrance and inhaling deeply. I clenched at the sight of her between my legs, aqueenchoosing to worship someone else. My scrambled brain tried to make sense of that, but the thought disappeared when Mercy’s tongue slipped between her fingers and licked up my wetness.
“Mmm, Mercy… ah, yes, right there,” I grumbled incoherently as her tongue swirled around my clit, alternating between sucking and flicking it to elicit more moans.
My toes were curling into the duvet already when she pushed a long finger inside me. The coolness of her skin against the warm heat of my cunt was overwhelming and I could feel myself already barreling towards climax, my body unable to contain the way Mercy made me feel.
“That’s it, pet. You’re doing so good for me,” Mercy cooed with a satisfied smile as she released my throat, moving her free hand down to the bottom of my stomach to keep me pressed into the mattress. I tried to wriggle, needing to move to stop myself from exploding right there, but vampire strength won out.
I ran a hand through my hair, pulling at the crown to try and relieve the pressure building when she inserted another finger and pumped it into me.
“I can feel you trying to hold back. You know what happens when you don’t do what I tell you.”
I bit my lip and shook my head, unable to articulate that I didn’t have the capacity to tell her how good, howaliveshe was making me feel.
Mercy moved up my body, never letting her pace slow as she curled her fingers inside me, and brought her lips to my ear. The only way I could tell she was getting off on this as much as I was, was how her breath betrayed her, quick and panting against my cheek.