Page 27 of The Guru: Shadow

He gripped her by the arm, pulled her back, and within the second, his other hand closed around her throat. Her eyes were wide but still arousing fire and darkness in them.

Leaning down, his lips almost touched hers. Her warm breaths came against his skin, bringing the sweet-salty scent of her skin with it.

Her scent.

Intoxicating. Thrilling.

All of his existence wanted to lose control, but he could not – not completely. Very slowly, and with utmost deliberation,he trailed over to her ear, careful not to give her the satisfaction of touch. And when his mouth reached it, he whispered into it, “Next time, I’ll watch you being raped and post a video of it on social media.”

And while he did, he closed his grip around her neck even more and leaned back to watch her reaction.

There was no fear in her eyes. Instead, his words had lit a fire. A fire, that burned him down only from staring back at him. It was way too good.

“Empty threats,” she said with a rasping voice as she almost didn’t get enough air. “Come on, do it.”

He had expected her to fight, to beg for mercy, to spit, even scream. But he had not expected her to challenge him. Did she see right through the game he was playing?

“Oh,ma belle, you’ll regret this,” he whispered.

And he took her by the wrist and pulled her back to where they came from.

Reaching the exact same spot under the bridge where the guy had tried to take her, he pushed her against the wall. The dump thud of her head hitting into the wall was like music to his ears. She did not flinch. Neither when his hand gripped around her throat again. With his other hand, he took out the gun from his belt and held it against her head.

“Mhhhhm,” he growled at her, repeating the same words the assaulter used. “You smell like you want to be taken.”

“Here are the rules, sweetheart. You will kneel down, open your dirty little mouth like a good girl, and suck my cock. If you bite, I’ll pull the trigger. If you scream, I’ll pull the trigger. If you’re not doing it to my satisfaction, I’ll fuck your mouth until your throat bleeds. Do you understand?”

It was pure gold watching her fight with herself. And for a small moment, he thought she would fight him. He would’ve let her. But he knew she wanted it. She wanted to suck him from the moment he put his finger in her mouth.

“Yes, I understand,” she breathed out with a croaked voice from the choking.

The moment she did, his control crumbled. With force, he pushed her down and let go of her throat so he could open hispants. She knelt down, her eyes locked in his, staring up at him with an intensity that made a shudder run down his spine.

When he pulled out his hard cock, she did not look at it. Her eyes did not move a fraction of a bit from his, not even when she opened her mouth and her lips slowly wandered towards it.

“No hands,” he ordered her.

Without hesitation, she let her hands fall down onto her knees. And when her mouth finally encased his hard cock, a moan-like gasp left his throat. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth enclosing him while the intensity of the situation prickled through him - it was more than he could’ve hoped for. Her dark eyes pierced his, while she slid down all his length until his crown reached her throat. Instead of immediately pulling back, she pushed herself on his hard cock. She enjoyed the moment. A moment that made him almost go crazy, because right now, she controlled him as much he controlled her.

She wants it.

She wants me to do it.

To take her. To be taken by me.

When she finally moved back again, her tongued played along his shaft. Just as she reached the tip, her tongue wandered around it, drawing three beautiful circles around it, only to switch to a little suck and then go back to the encircling of his crown.

She did so three times.

The magical number three. Mhhhm, ma belle, you know without knowing.

And then she slid back fiercely with hard lips pressing around his whole cock. She pushed her mouth onto his cock, so hard it slammed into her throat while she neither gagged nor broke her gaze.

Like I said. Perfection.

It made not only him moan, but her too. He could see how much she enjoyed sucking his cock, as the lust spilled fire in her eyes, burning him alive.

It was the very look he would, from now on, have forever imprinted into his mind.