Bloody Quarter by Brooklyn Cross

Bloody Quarter by Brooklyn Cross

Author:Brooklyn Cross [Cross, Brooklyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00


Greyson

“You fucking taste like perfection wrapped in terror, Doll,” I said, loving how she opened her mouth to scream as I sucked on her swollen clit, but no sound passed between her lips. Every part of Alora’s body was edged to the point of pain. With pleasure that strong, it was hard to tell the difference between them. “Mmm.”

My tongue swirled in circles as I pulled the climax up from inside her body. I wanted her to come in my mouth, and I wasn’t getting off of this coffin until she screamed and thrashed as I drank her down. The cut on my hand left a trickling of blood on the inside of her thigh. I licked it up and then continued my assault, the metallic taste tingling as it mingled with Alora’s sweet flavor. She never lost that intoxicating cinnamon scent.

“Greyson…I…I can’t take anymore,” she said, but her hips pressed up harder into my mouth.

“Then come for me, Doll.” Sucking hard on her clit, her ass lifted off the coffin, and I cupped her cheeks, not letting her wiggle around.

Alora yanked on the chains as she yelled and came. I’d never tasted anything as sweet and licked every drop before crawling up her lax body. Her head lolled to the side, and I watched as her chest rose and fell with each harsh breath. Gripping Alora’s jaw, I turned her face to mine, and pride filled me as I stared at her glassy-eyed expression.

“Good girl,” I cooed softly. “Now, you need to make a choice.” She licked her lips, the wariness returning to her eyes. “I told you that if you tried to run, I’d make someone you cared about pay for your sin. But I’m going to give you a choice.” I smirked at her and loved how she searched my face as if looking for any sign that I might be joking or could be reasoned with before locking on my eyes once more.

“What kind of choice?”

“I can hunt down Miss Harper, your friend Rex from the shelter, or pay a visit to Mr. Molisano and bring you back a body part. I don’t know which yet. Could be as small as a finger, an ear, all the way up to a whole foot.” She swallowed. “Or you hand yourself over to me right now.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that I get to fuck you right here, right now. I’m going to make you bleed for your transgression. But….” I held up my finger in front of her face. “I won’t cut off any body parts or kill you. Tick-tock, time to choose.”

I knew her answer, but she needed to say the words. Willingly handing herself over to me as payment, she would learn who pulled the strings on her heart, mind, and body from now on. She was my doll—my marionette—and I would make her dance, but her agreement to it was so much more delicious.

“You know what I’m going to say,” she said, calling me out.



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