Chapter 37

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

MISERY

T or and Death would kill anyone who saw our girl naked, who even glimpsed her in the throes of orgasm. Me? I wanted the whole fucking world to see what I did to her, wanted every last person in the realm to see the beautiful, quivering mess I reduced her to. I wondered how long it would take her to realise the wall I fucked her against was a window that overlooked the city.

Power rippled from me, dragged out of me by the force of her orgasm, and already spirits were flocking to the feeling of it, crowding around the base of the castle, pressed to the walls, peering up.

It was only a matter of time before they saw her pressed to the window, her legs wrapped around my waist, the sheer perfection of her pussy swallowing my cock. They wouldn't see the way her arousal shone on my shaft or the way her pussy clung to it, refusing to let go even as I withdrew for another thrust. Dragging more soft, breathy moans from the woman my whole universe revolved around.

I snapped my hips against hers, holding her up with a single hand as I pulled at her coat, her shirt, discarding the offending garments until she was beautifully bare in front of me, the glass no doubt cold against her back. I made sure to grind the head of my cock in circles, and devoured the sight of her mouth dropping open, pink lips calling me, luring me in for a deep kiss. The sweet taste of her was insanity and salvation; I groaned as I dove into her mouth, my gut clenching at her eager, greedy response.

"That's my girl," I moaned against her mouth, filling my palms with her ass, pressing my fingers into her skin and obsessed with the way it dimpled. "Gripping my cock with your pussy, ready to come again like such a good slut."

Her back arched, her nipples begging for affection. I crushed my lips to hers one more time before I dragged my mouth down her throat, scratching the swell of her breast with my teeth before I pulled a swollen nipple inside my mouth. I sucked her in rough pulses, matching each thrust that drove her ass into the window with a hard drag on her nipple.

"That's—too deep," she gasped, fingernails raking my shoulders.

"You need me deeper?" I asked innocently, catching her nipple in my teeth as I buried my cock all the way inside, holding on tight as she arched into me with a cry. Her scent was so thick, peaches and cream and sex like a sumptuous perfume; I gulped it down, my mouth watering, dripping down her stomach. I released her nipple to catch the wet trail on my tongue, licking up her belly to her throat, finding the spot that would convince her to do anything, be anything, just to make me happy.

"I'll kill you," she gasped, the breathy sound turning to a whine as I fucked her hard and fast into the window.

My hips kicked forward of their own doing, a shot of liquid heat racing down my spine, pooling in my balls. "God, I love it when you threaten me. Put your pretty hands around my throat."

She obeyed without question, or maybe she just wanted to strangle me. My girl was so perfectly violent, so beautifully sweet, and all fucking mine. I grunted on the next thrust, but clenched my jaw and breathed through my nose, willing the orgasm away. Not yet, not fucking yet.

She tightened around me, her pussy quivering. I wanted to spank her but I wouldn't risk dropping her. A quick glance out the window confirmed my suspicions, and my cock jerked so powerfully inside her that I nearly came right then at the sight of fifty people on the pathway below the window, watching me fuck Cat against the window.

"Such a good fucking girl," I panted, loving the tight ripple of her cunt around my cock when I praised her. "You gonna come while everyone watches?"

She was so close her automatic response was a soft whine of affirmation. Heat boiled inside me when she jolted, her eyes flying wide. "What…?"

I ground my hips into hers, pressing my fingernails into her ass, my eyes on the view out the window. "So many people watching you take my cock like the good little slut you are. I bet they can see how badly you want to come; you're dripping down the window."

Her whole body went stiff, panic and shock a star blazing through her features. Oh, fuck, that was hot. I fought back my release, but it was getting harder and harder.

Cat strained her neck, trying to see over her shoulder. "It's a window. Oh god, it's a window."

"And you're on display for the entire realm to watch me fuck you."

She shuddered.

I grinned, a little cruel. Oh, she hated it, and I loved that. I loved that she was too close to shove me away, too needy to slide off my cock and run away.

I withdrew from her pussy, grinning at the trail of hot, wet need that dripped from her, and spun her while she was still processing being fucked against a window.

"I thought you were joking about people watching," she squeaked when I pressed her against the glass, her perfect tits flat to the window. I bet some of those perverts down there were touching themselves. I'd never thought to wonder if spirits could come, but I was wondering now. "God, there's so many people. We can't—"

I sheathed my cock in her, teeth sinking into my bottom lip at the scalding grip of her, the flushed pink of her ass pressed to my hips. "So fucking pretty," I breathed, the words just slipping out. "Look at you."

"Everyone is looking," she bit out, sharp with embarrassment.

I groaned, sliding my arm between her and the glass, my hand fitting to her throat, arching her face up so I could kiss her, roughly, messily. "I want everyone to watch you come for me. I want every single person down there to witness your beauty and need, to see the way you squirm when I do this." I squeezed her throat and she arched higher, her ass wiggling against me. "Mm. I bet their cocks are as hard as fucking diamond watching your perfect tits press to the glass. I know mine is."

Cat shook her head, her face a gorgeous shade of deep pink, her eyes glazed over. White and pink hair spilled over me like a silken waterfall, the texture driving me wild.

"No? If you don't like it, I'm sure you remember the words to say. But you don't want me to stop, do you, slut?"

She gasped at the harshness of my tone, or maybe the way I brought my hand down on the perfect swell of her ass. The way her skin reddened made me grunt. My nostrils flared. Cat kissed me hard, careless of the awkward angle, caring only that our mouths met in the most intense, brutal way.

I felt her tighten around me as I fucked her, spanking her whenever her the deep pink of her skin began to fade. Each hit was echoed by a deep, shuddering throb of her cunt.

"Look at them," I ordered her, gravel entering my voice the harder I fought my release. "Look at all those people who are going to watch you come for me."

Cat shuddered, and I couldn't tell if it was arousal or revulsion. A groan built in my throat. Fuck. Oh, fuck. She sank her teeth into my bottom lip, grinding until she drew blood before she followed my command, looking down through the window. I trembled, my breathing in tatters.

I brought my palm down on her right ass cheek, making her body jump, her tits bouncing against the window. "The more humiliated you are, Cat, the harder I come."

"You're an asshole," she bit out, hands flush to the window as my strokes lost their controlled pace and I fucked her with a ferocity borne of desperation. I'd fought my release for so long; now I needed to come inside her, to feel the blessed clasp of her muscles around me as she came apart.

"You love it," I taunted, wrapping a hand in her long hair, pulling her head back into a beautiful arch so I could graze my lips over her ear. "You love it when I push you to your limit, when I make you love things you used to hate. I might be an asshole, but no one else will make you come harder."

She tightened around me until my eyes crossed. I abandoned my quest to make her ass a perfect cherry red, wrapping both arms around her, my body trembling against hers as I buried myself faster and faster, gasping over and over and—

Whole universes burned behind my eyes when I came, stars exploding into existence, dark planets devoured by black holes until all that was left was light, eternal light.

I was distantly aware of a hand fitting to my throat and a steely command. "Breathe."

I sucked in a desperate gulp of air, tightening both arms around my girl, still trembling, still coming , filling her with every last drop of cum.

My exhale was a groan. I dropped my forehead onto her shoulder, panting, everything strangely still inside my body like the release had hollowed me out.

The hand around my throat caressed my jaw, moving up so fingers could tangle in my hair. This time my groan was deeper, longer. The first thrust, on the stairs behind us, had been to comfort her, but the sex had ended up healing something raw and hurt in my soul, too.

"Goddamn, Cat," I breathed, shaky. "Turn around, I need to kiss my girl."

She delicately slid my cock from her pussy, frowning at the cum that dripped down her inner thigh. I bit back a groan, mesmerised by the sight until she turned and caught my face between her hands.

"You're insane," she said, all softness and love. "And I'm gonna be pissed at you for days about that surprise exhibition you just put on. But fuck, I love you."

"Fuck, I love you, too, my universe," I sighed, drawing her body against mine and meeting her mouth, every press of our lips a surrender. I didn't stop kissing her for long, long minutes, trailing kisses up and down her throat whenever she was forced to breathe, returning for deep kisses, drowning myself in her.

"Are they still watching?" she whispered, her lips finding the underside of my jaw, her body as relaxed and thoroughly pleasured as mine.

I lifted my head, giving her better access at the same time I cast a smug look over the city below. "There's an even bigger crowd than before. Word must have spread about the show."

She groaned, sinking her teeth into me. I'd been semi-hard for minutes, but the bite had me ready for round two. I stared down at the domain, at the spirits pressed up against the walls, greedy for a glimpse of my girl, or even of me. I grinned.

"Get on your knees, my universe," I said, knotting my fingers in her hair. "Show them all how well you clean the cum from my cock."

The look she threw me was pure obstinance, like a wilful cat who didn't realise she could be tamed with catnip. And my girl's catnip was cock. She couldn't hide the flicker of excitement that passed through her eyes. I might have missed her orgasm because the world was shattering around me, but I knew from how heavy and slow her body was that she came hard—she'd realised humiliation could be a powerful aphrodisiac. She didn't like to be on display, but the whole fucking world would watch her take my cock by the time I was finished with her.

The sight of her scowling, murder in her beautiful grey eyes as she sank to her knees before me, made my cock jump, a bead of precum already on the tip, my length slick with our combined release.

"There's something fucked up in your head," she muttered when I tightened my grip on her hair, guiding her mouth to my cock.

"It matches the fucked up thing in your head," I quipped, throwing my head back with a groan when her hot mouth slid along the underside of my dick. I kept my eyes on the crowd, kept the smile on my face so every time my girl glanced up, she saw it. "Can you taste yourself on my dick?"

Her face flushed scarlet. "Yes," she muttered, pausing.

I used my grip on her hair to slide her along my cock, smearing our cum all over her beautiful face. "Mouth open. Let's show our audience how prettily you squirm when I fuck your throat."

She stared up at me, wide-eyed, a bead of cum on her bottom lip, like I couldn't be serious.

Deadly fucking serious, my universe.

Deadly.