Chapter 40

It's early morning, and I am sitting in the middle of my bed with Noir wrapped around my waist, riding my cock. Her arms are suspended upward, shackled in chains, bound to the canopy. With my hands squeezing her ass, I feel the ripples of her flesh against my palms. Her head is thrown back, moaning, lost in the ecstasy. I move one hand up the front of her body until I am taking a handful of her bouncing tit.

She's building up to her third orgasm, and I am torturing her in the best way possible, making her stop and start, her leg muscles slowing down. Our shared moisture is like a fucking puddle over my thighs and balls, my throbbing cock soaked since I've came inside her juicy pussy once already. I couldn't help it; I tried to hold the fuck on, but her cunt is far too good to fight the sensation. As soon as I'm inside her, the tingle that shoots through my dick almost tips me over the edge within a second every damn time.

"Oh, god, I'm so fucking close," she groans breathlessly.

Her tanned skin beads with sweat, glistening like silk, her gasps coming out uneven. As I lift her heavy tit, I lower my head, taking her pierced nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. Her greedy cunt clenches around me, a loud moan escaping her lips, and she starts to ride me harder, more eager, the heavy chains clinking with her movements.

I give her ass a sharp smack causing her to screech,

Then another,

Then another,

And another. Making her asscheek burn as severely as the searing heat in my tightening balls.

"Harder, slutty little dolly. Give me the ride of my fucking life and fuck the dark soul out of me while you're nothing but my puppet in chains," I growl the demand against her skin, each syllable thick with need.

I raise my arm, slipping my finger between her lips, and she sucks on it, making my cock twitch inside her. As I pull it out with a wet pop, I reach around. With my other hand, I firmly grasp her cheek, pulling it to the side so her little asshole is exposed, and then I slip it inside. As I start to finger her ass in the same rhythm as her bounces, she tilts her head forward, her mouth agape and her eyes glazed over with lust.

The sight is fucking perfect.

In a surge of sexual aggression, I reach up with my free hand, grabbing her throat, my teeth grinding. I hold it so hard that her breathing is constricted, my fingers digging into her skin.

I use her neck to pound her down on me, her face flushed, gradually deepening to a purple shade and the sight of her life almost wilting away through suffocation starts to make my own climax build.

"You either make us both fucking cum, or you die by my hand, pretty girl," I warn, my words a low, dangerous rumble.

I observe her face as I flick my pierced tongue over her nipple before biting it, making her walls squeeze around my cock. I repeat the action, forcing her to pulse on my dick with every sharp bite. Her eyes start to roll, about to explode until finally I feel her coming. Her body convulses and I feel the rush of her release.

I wait a few seconds longer, finger-banging her asshole until she is on the edge of passing out, then I release her throat. Her movements stop, her head flopping forward and her body hangs lifeless. I grasp her hips, lifting and slamming her spasming, dripping cunt down onto me repeatedly until finally, I shoot my jizz inside her. A beastly growl escapes my throat as I press my head against hers, both of us breathing heavily.

After a moment of silence, I kiss the side of her cheek. Reaching up, I run my hand over the ladder of her cuts before freeing the shackle surrounding her wrist.

"Always a good fucking girl." I praise breathlessly.

She slumps against me as I release the other, her face tucking beneath my chin. I stroke her hair away from her sweaty face, feeling the warmth of her breath against my skin and she runs her palm over my pec.

"I am so glad you're not treating me like some fragile little toy," she murmurs, her voice soft but steady. I tilt my head down until her eyes meet mine. "I thought you might be different with me, treating me like a victim."

She lifts her head, her icy gaze searching mine, "I don't want to be a victim, Hell. I like how we are, even if it's fucked. I trust you. I trust in everything you say and do because you have never pretended to be anything other than what you are."

She wraps her arms around my shoulders, her tits pressed against me, and I glide my hands up the curve of her back.

"And I know if my life is in your hands, you'll save me every time," she murmurs, her voice filled with vulnerability.

I raise an eyebrow, my eyes darkening. "I've thought about fucking you while you're dead more times than I can count, so don't bet on it, pretty girl," I respond bluntly.

Her lips roll inward, trying not to laugh at my honesty. "You're insane," she says, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Why do you think I've always watched you when you're asleep? Yeah, you're a beauty when you're lying there, but it does something to me. How peaceful you are, how fucking lifeless, how vulnerable, and how I could take full advantage of your body without you moving a muscle," I growl, my feral eyes moving down to her perky tits. "The only thing I would hear is my wet dick sinking into your cold, dead pussy, and my own ragged breathing. Fuck, I would fill every fucking hole you had until you were overflowing with my cum then bury you full of it."

She searches my swirling orbs, completely unaffected by how horrific I am, because maybe, she is just as fucking strange as I am after all.

"Also, you come ten times harder when you're teetering on the boundary of death. Your cunt grips me tighter. That's why I test you to your limit."

She inhales deeply, a small smirk on her lips. "I noticed," she breathes out. "Does that mean you're going to fucking kill me?"

My brows pinch, my lips curling. "No. I'd never actually act upon it because a one-time thing isn't worth me not having you here ever again. It's just a sick fucking fantasy that enters my mind now and then." I softly swipe a strand of her hair away from her face with my fingertips. "You don't have to worry, my Little Dolly. No one, not even me will kill you," Her eyes move over my features with curiosity before she gives a small nod.

"Madame said something to me last night about our parents," I admit, and her head tilts to the side. "Our parents? Like what?"

I give a small nod. "Did you know your mom was having an affair with my dad?"

Her eyes widen, her mouth dropping open, then she shakes her head. "No, it can't be..."

"It is, Noir," I state firmly. "Madame wouldn't lie. Her loyalty is to me and now you."

Her eyes well up as she stays silent, realization sinking in. "That's why he did this to me. His words now make sense," she whispers.

I slide my palms up her back as she looks aside, thinking. "It seems he wants revenge on me as well. That's why you're here." Her eyes flash to mine, confused, and I continue, "He hired Limp Dick. He has always known where you have been. He must've promised him something in return. Probably his freedom."

Pain is evident in her blue eyes as she just stares at me, silent. "He's been playing games. Hoping me and you would fall for one another, just like our parents did, then he expects me to kill you."

She sniffles before lowering her head. "Eli pushed for us to come here. It doesn't surprise me that Kyro would drive me into a paedophiles arms. That's how his fucked-up mind works." She lifts her eyes to mine and continues, "But I'm glad he did."

I raise my chin, noticing she is changing the negative into a positive. She places her hands on my tattooed neck. "The worst thing he could ever have done was allow me to meet you, Hell. And no matter what happens, that's not something I will ever fucking regret," she whispers over my lips, staring deeply into my eyes. "You, Oddity, and everything in between has and will continue to make me stronger."

I grip the nape of her neck without warning, about to kiss her for being so fucking courageous when suddenly the door swings open. We both look that way, Dolly pressing her front against mine to cover herself as Wrath stands there, blankly looking between both of us. I push on the top of Noir's ass with my palm, drawing her in closer.

"Wrath, I swear to fuck, if you keep being this rude fucking…" I shout with fury.

He gives a silent head gesture before turning around and walking away. My teeth grind together as mine and Dolly's eyes connect.

"Don't worry about him. He's seen more cunt and tits to last him a fucking lifetime, the satyriasis." I sneer.

She gives me a small grin before starting to get off me, but I grab her hair, tilting her head to the side. "Manners, my Little Dolly. Clean up the mess you made. Lick me fucking clean."

She smiles before dipping down and I gather her hair into a tight ponytail as she works her mouth and tongue on me, licking my cock and balls until there is nothing left but her saliva. When she shoves my semi-hard cock down her throat, I yank her hair back, pulling her down on the bed beside me. As I lean over her on my elbow, I aggressively push her thighs apart with my hand before giving her pussy a swift slap. She squeaks, squirming beneath me until I rub it better and lower my lips to hers. "Greedy Little Dolly," I bite out.

Once my fingers are coated with our cum, I force them into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue. As soon as her lips are parted enough, I spit sharply in her slutty throat, then withdraw my fingers. "Don't worry, Noir. If you're hungry, I'll feed you dick all night long."

I grab her face, pressing my lips hard against hers, and when we part, I can see the amusement in her eyes. I roll off the bed, slipping my pants up my legs. Once I am ready, I give her one last look, seeing she is still where I left her, then I walk out the door.

When I get downstairs, I see Wrath seated, and he slides his phone to the edge of the table. I look down at it, seeing Kyro on the other end of the call. With annoyance I snatch the phone off the table, pressing it to my ear.

"What?"

"You still haven't brought her to me, Hell," he says, his voice almost agitated.

"And what?" I respond calmly.

"And you were fucking meant to."

I scoff. "Fuck you, Kyro. You honestly can't be this much of a dumb cunt?" He stays silent, but I can feel his frustration mounting through the phone. "You were stupid enough to push her into my arms for revenge, and now you face the fucking consequences. Harley is mine, and the only time she will ever be around you again is when she is pissing on your fucking grave."

"You have no choice but to bring her to me. You're…"

"I'm fucking what, motherfucker? A member of the Shadow's? I don't work for you, and I never have."

"Yet she killed my fucking son, Hell. You know she's dead either way, and if you don't comply, you're dead too."

I pull my head back. "Says who? Are you my fucking boss?" He's quiet as I continue. "You think abusing that poor innocent girl for years, and locking her the fuck away from the world, is something they won't consider?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. She's a fucking liar, just like her whore mother," he snaps back.

I raise my chin, my jaw tensing, now knowing more than ever that he did it. "I know everything, Kyro. I know my dad fucked your wife and if he was anything like me, there is no doubt he fucked her good."

I hear a rustle down the phone as if he is squeezing it too hard and I smirk before my face falls. "You're a nasty, old, vengeful fucking nonce, and I am going to kill you brutally. I'm going to tear that ugly fucking head off your shoulders with my bare hands," I promise in a sinister manner.

"Yeah, and what's stopping you?"

I sneer, an evil grin spreading across my lips. "Absolutely nothing. I'll see you very soon."

"Don't bother, I'll be coming for her. She's mine," he shouts angrily, and it makes my blood boil.

"Yours?" I snicker.

"You're choosing a liar over your family? Over Kai?"

I roll my eyes. "Cry me a fucking river. But if you need the reassurance, yeah, yeah I am. You need to be put to sleep, Kyro, just like your son. Your plan just backfired, you're a foolish little man for giving her to me, because now, there is absolutely nothing or anyone on this damn earth that can take her from me."

I hang up before handing Wrath the phone. "Get Soul to call them and arrange for me to go there."