“I’m not fucking done, Mercy, not even close,” he gasped in her mouth.
She gave several whimpers and worked her arms out from under his hold. She grabbed his face and kissed him back with an equal hunger. “Do it. Use me. Fucking do it,” she gasped in his mouth before sliding her nails down his back.
Sade let out a roar at the burning trail she carved in his skin. He raised up on his hands and began hammering his cock into her, eagerly taking the challenge. Her tits bounced and she wrapped her legs around him again. She raked her nails along his neck, again tearing skin, driving his fire higher. The pain mixed with his sadism for a fucking dirty bomb of pleasure. His growls came louder as he continued the relentless pounding, fighting to taste her everywhere, biting at her mouth and face, her neck and nipples.
She suddenly leaned forward with a small half scream then collapsed down, her palms on his chest. Her head lolled and her eyes met his, slit with desire and fatigue now. She bared her teeth and opened her mouth, then dug her nails into his chest, raking the flesh away.
Sade growled and devoured her shoulder blade, biting harder. She screamed again and grabbed his neck.
The masochistic act put rocket boosters on his sadism. Sade gave a raspy groan of pleasure, hoping she didn’t stop. He slowed his pace as though his sadism knew she was the only thing available to use and wasn’t ready to break her. He didn’t slow for long though and went back to fast and hard, the jolt in her cries feeding his fire.
She switched hands on his neck and squeezed hard, the act ramping up his speed. She gasped and bared her teeth again before she gave a long strained roar.
“Fuck. Fuck yes,” he seethed. “Do it,” he grit, his body thrashing against her.
She screamed again, her eyes sparking with sheer determination as she used two hands to choke him, digging her nails in. Sade focused on all the power she created. The piercing grip on his neck, the vice on his cock, the way he hit hard bottom with the head of his dick, the fucking sound of him slamming into her pussy as fast as he could to bring those jolting, desperate shrieks. That was it. Her concoction was just what his sadism fucking wanted and it took it, took it all at once, tearing Sade’s throat with a roar of suppressed fury. The orgasm came in vicious waves, each shooting his hot seed deep inside her. The fact that he didn’t have the sense to pull out told just how mindless he’d become, how far she’d taken him.
He finally fell onto Mercy, both of them breathing like they’d fought for their lives for over an hour rather than fucked. Sade barely shook his head at the bad fucking idea he’d just succumbed to. His first time having sex with his angel… was sadistic. Ruthless and sadistic. No emotion, just cruel and reckless grinding.
“I love you,” she gasped in his ear.
Chapter Twenty Six
Sade pulled out and rolled off of her, feeling so fucking… dirty and evil. He stumbled to his feet, not able to look at her.
“Wow,” she whispered.
He finally looked at her, afraid of what he’d find. Then he saw it. A pool of blood on the carpet. Rage slowly overtook him and before he realized what was happening, Mercy’s screams were a hum in the back of his head as he crushed and broke everything his hands touched. When there was nothing left, he stumbled in the debris, his every breath a hoarse roar.
Mercy stood crying in a corner and Sade fell to his knees. He covered his face, still furious that the pain was no better. “I didn’t want to hurt her!” he roared to nobody and anybody. “I didn’t want to fucking hurt her, I just wanted to love her!” he thundered. Mercy was suddenly holding him and he covered his head.
“Don’t shut me out,” she cried. “Don’t you dare shut me out!”
She began hitting him and shoving him and he collapsed to the floor, surrendering to her. “Mercy,” he whispered, pulling her to him. “I don’t deserve you, I don’t fucking deserve you. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“Sade, Sade,” she gasped in his face, tapping it with her hand. “Look at me. Look at me.”
Sade finally did, even though it was so fucking hard to.
“Don’t you see? Don’t you see what we just did? How can you not fucking see!” she yelled at him.
“See what baby, I’m so fucking blind, I can’t see shit.”
“I did it!” she cried. “Don’t you see? I did it! I helped you. How many women am I? How many?”
“One,” he whispered.
“One. Not five. One. One woman who loves you. How much did I charge you? Nothing! Because everything I am and have is yours. I. Am. Yours. You need to accept that, goddammit! I love you and how dare you treat that like shit?” she gasped. “Like it’s nothing!”
Sade grabbed her and pulled her tight to his body, a sob escaping him. “Fuck, Mercy. You’re so right. You’re so fucking right. I’m fucking confused, I just don’t want to hurt you, that’s all.”
“Then you have to let me help!” she whispered. “I think we did good! I think you did good! I think I did good! Damn you, how can you not see that?”
“Okay baby, I see it. I see, I do. But I hurt you.”
“You hurt me?” She suddenly shot out a laugh. And then another. And several more until she was just fucking howling in laughter.
“What the fuck are you laughing at?” Sade asked, sitting up and watching her kick her legs.
“You hurt me,” she squeaked, still laughing. She finally looked at him, catching her breath. “You are such a fucking weenie, you know that? I mean when it comes to me, you are,” she corrected. “Not saying you can’t take an ass whipping. But do you have any idea what kind of training my father put me through?” She busted out in snickers again until she was back to kicking her legs.
Sade shook his head in disbelief.
“That was nothing!” she finally said, sitting up and smoothing her hair. “Sade, honestly. Sweetheart. I have spent years learning how to take much more than that. I don’t mean this as an insult to your sadism, I swear, but truthfully… my dad prepared me for Armageddon, okay? Years in captivity under torture kind of crazy shit.
“What you just did was rough, yes, but not unbearable. Being sex made it a different kind of endurance, I grant you that, but the principal is still there. I just have to break through my tolerance ceiling and move up another level.”
Sade was stunned into silence. He didn’t know how to respond to that. How to feel about it even. “So you’re saying… you weren’t hurt too bad.”
“Nooooo, not at all. I’ll be sore as fuck down there I’m sure, but I’m thinking you will too?”
He chuckled with that. “I will.”
She shrugged and grimaced while looking at his chest. “And you got yourself some nasty scratches to show for it. Hey, if I have to bruise your trachea to help jump start your drive until it starts on when I tell it… then…”
He looked down and then at her, suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. “Come here,” he whispered, holding his hand out to her. She climbed into his lap and he stroked her face and cradled her as she cuddled up against him. “And then you’re a sweet angel.”
She looked up at him with a smile. “I’m pretty talented.”
“You fucking are,” he whispered, kissing her nose.
She sucked in her breath and moaned.
“What?”
“Just remembering how you kissed me. Oh my God, that was so amazing.”
“I was hungry,” he mumbled.
“I like you hungry. You should be hungry like that more often.”
“You’re asking for my sadism?”
“Ummm. Maybe I’m asking for some of your sadism? Maybe I’m asking for a nice balance. Could be fun,” she whispered, stroking his lips with her index finger.
He opened his mouth and bit the tip with a smile. “You’re officially the teacher,” he muttered. “And I’m your student.”
She tilted her head back and puckered her lips with her eyes closed for a kiss. Sade stared at her face, his heart heating again as he lea
ned and kissed her pokey lips, softly.
A noise startled both of them and they hurried to their feet. “What was that?” she whispered.
Sade opened the door a little, holding up a hand to her. “Hey Bo, that you?”
At not hearing an answer, panic slammed him. He turned to Mercy and put a finger to his lips, thinking of where the guns were. She nodded and looked around, finding their clothes among the debris and handing him his. They both quickly dressed and Sade put his mouth to her ear. “I’m checking upstairs first then going down. Stay up here.”
She quickly shook her head and mouthed, “I’m going with you.”
Fuck he hated this. He shut off the room light and waited in the silence a few moments before slowly opening the door. They checked the bathroom first and found it empty then Sade looked out of the upstairs window. Not seeing anything, he headed down the stairs with Mercy exactly behind him, one hand clamped on his shoulder, the other in the waistband of his pants.
Sade hoped Bo was just sleeping and didn’t hear him call. As they crept through the living room, Sade didn’t see anything out of order. Until he saw the trail of blood near the door. Sade crouched to the floor behind the couch and looked around, his heart hammering. Fuck. The guns were in his room he remembered. He needed to get there.
Mercy yanked on him and he signaled for her to stay there while he went to the room for the guns. She nodded, her eyes worried and he signaled for her to be sure and stay there. She nodded again.
Sade made the dash to the bedroom and opened the door carefully. His gut twisted at finding the bed empty and blood all over. He glanced behind him, making sure nobody was there before opening the bedroom door all the way. He ventured into the room slowly, looking all around. The bag was in the closet. Fuck. His stomach jerked at regarding the blood on the bed. Where was Bo? What had they done to him?
He put his hand on the closet door just as he heard a brief scream.
Heart hammering, Sade bolted back to the living room and froze at finding the front door open. “Mercy!” He ran for the door then spun at seeing a person in the reflection of the window. A large man stood in the kitchen, wearing a mask with a sad face. Mercy slumped against his leg on the floor, his hand clutching her hair.
Sade raised his hands in surrender, eyeing him.
“Hello Johnathon.”
Fuck. Panic pumped hard through Sade. “Do we know each other?”
“Indirectly. Name’s Abraham. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
****
To be continued
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