Chapter 37

Chapter Thirty-Seven

TYRANT

I pull my cock from my claimed one ’s throat and watch a thick line of spit and cum trail from her lips to my cock. It breaks and slaps against her chin and throat. She remains on her knees, looking up at me. Her face is flushed, eyes glistening from tears, and she’s taking slow, heavy breaths.

“Clean up,” I tell her.

She wipes her throat and chin. My robe and mask are on the bed. I should just throw her onto the bed and fuck her senseless.

What the fuck, Tyrant ?

The voice in my head keeps getting louder and meaner. I reach for the back of her neck and grab her hair. I pull and she quickly rises to her feet. Her eyes don’t blink. She doesn’t wince in any kind of pain at all.

She’s used to this. I think she fucking likes it. She likes it rough. It’s not just about being broken and molding her to her future role. This is how Serafina really is. This side of her locked away for so long. No man strong enough or man enough to bring it out of her.

I pull Serafina toward me.

“Get naked from the waist down right now,” I growl.

Her hands move as fast as possible, not even a second between my command and her movements. She pushes her pants and panties down at the same time, wiggling her hips, then stepping out of them, left foot first, then her right foot.

“Touch your cunt and feed me,” I tell her.

Again, no hesitation as she slides her right hand between her legs. I hear her wetness. That beautiful sound of her fingers rubbing against her labia. She lifts her hand and offers me her pointer and middle fingers.

I take her fingers into my mouth, sucking the cunt honey off her fingers. Then I bite at her fingers, debating how fucking hard I want to do it. I’ll fucking rip her fingers off and not think twice about it.

A deep breath and a deeper growl catches in my chest. My hands grab for her ass aggressively and I pick her up. I hold her tight against me. My cock is still free, still throbbing, already hard once again.

I position Serafina right on top of my cock. Making sure she feels me everywhere . As I walk, my cock bounces against her cunt. Hell, my cock bounces against other places on her too.

I take her to my bedroom. I feel like I’m committing moral sins here.

First of all, I sent Demo and Vic away during that ceremony.

In reality, my claimed one should have choked on each of their cocks.

That was the fucking purpose of the ceremony.

To break her a little more.

To have her suck three different cocks, over and over.

To have her swallow cum, not knowing whose cock it was from.

I couldn’t allow it. I couldn’t picture it. If Demo or Vic even though about taking their cock out and stroking it in front of Serafina I would have fucking slit their throats without hesitation.

And that’s a big fucking problem.

Just like me carrying Serafina to my bed right now.

I place her down on the bed and drop down between her legs. It’s instinctual for me at this point, needing to taste her cunt. My hands grab her inner thighs and I spread her legs as wide as I can. I watch her glistening cunt open for me. Throbbing. My fucking God she’s beautiful. Soaked and delicious. Her wetness gently running down her body.

I lick bottom to top. I taste. I swallow. Her hips thrust at me.

“What do you want, claimed one ?” I ask.

“More,” she purrs. “More, Ty . More!”

I latch my mouth against her cunt and pull away with a loud, wet kiss. I move up her body, kissing her over and over. From her clit to her mound. From her mound to her belly button. My hands lift her shirt and she starts to sit up.

As I take her shirt off, I move over her left tit. She’s still wearing a bra. I bite at her bra, pinching her nipple as hard as I can. She cries out and I growl. I reach my left hand to her back and twist the clasp on her bra, opening it with ease.

This isn’t good, Tyrant. Why the fuck are you stripping her? Why are you taking your time? What the fuck are you doing right now?

I growl out loud and watch as Serafina’s perfect tits spill from her bra. Now she’s all mine, all naked, and soaked.

I grab the bottom of my shirt and take it off with one hand. The second Serafina sees my nipple piercing, she groans and licks her lips. I pull her head toward me, allowing her to play once again. She licks, kisses, and then bites. She pulls at my nipple.

I can’t believe I’m fucking allowing this.

My right hand slips between our bodies and I grab her throat and push her down to the bed. I press a little harder against her throat. She grabs my wrists.

“Don’t fucking touch my wrists without permission,” I say.

She moves her hands. They’re shaking. I move my body between her legs, my cock already pressing against her, wanting in. I thrust, hard, feeling her red-hot grip take me.

“Fuck,” I growl in a long, deep voice.

I can’t be doing this. I should stop right now.

The thing is—I can’t stop.

I bury my cock deep inside Serafina’s perfect body. Her hands clench at the blankets on the bed. Her back arches, her tits jumping up at me.

Fuck!

I drop my mouth down to her right tit, taking all of it into my mouth. I bite. She cries out. She thrusts her chest harder at me.

I scrape my teeth against her soft, warm skin, leading right to her nipple. A tight, sensitive bud. I roll her nipple between my teeth, adding more and more pressure.

“Fuck,” Serafina whimpers. “Yes, Ty . Fuck… yes… bite as hard as you want. I want to feel what you desire for me.”

I release her nipple and attack her neck, avoiding my thumb as I’m still gripping it. I kiss, bite, growl and groan all in the same motion.

I fuck her harder. Faster. The harder I fuck, the harder I squeeze her throat. I listen to her breaths and gasps as they get harder to exhale. Her face turns a deep shade of red.

Yes, Tyrant! Yes! Break this fucking whore into pieces!

My cock suddenly swells, thickening to a climatic portion. I groan and have no clue what comes over me as my left hand balls up into a fist and I swing at the wall behind my bed.

My fucking fist goes through the wall as I start to come. My right hand lets go of Serafina’s throat and I cradle the back of her head as my cock spills itself into her over and over.

I drop my mouth down to hers, feeling her gasping for a deep breath.

Have I gone too far this time?

I break the kiss and watch Serafina blinking away tears. The lower half of my body is still pumping, thrusting itself, making sure every droplet of my warm cum clings to the insides of her greedy body.

My left hand is dusty from the drywall with a few spatters of blood.

Serafina arches her back and neck, showing herself off to me. Her neck is red. Dark red. I lower my mouth down and kiss her from one side to another. I kiss up to her left ear.

“Tell me you fucking love it, claimed one ,” I growl in a whisper.

“I fucking love it,” her voice purrs. “I love when you grab me. When you push me to the edge like that. I know you’ll never truly hurt me, Ty .”

I grunt and fuck forward once more, my throbbing cock still deep. I kiss across her neck once more and then exit myself from her body. Her hips shiver.

In a moment of something, Serafina grabs for my chest, almost pinching at my nipple piercing. As soon as she does it, she gasps, realizing her potential error in ill-advised judgement.

“Always so curious, claimed one ,” I growl as I move from being on top of her to next to her.

I keep her hand at my nipple piercing. I eye her nipples and lick my lips. I look at her neck.

Those red marks… my fucking handprint on her…

“Did it hurt?”

“Having a needle jammed through my nipple? It felt fucking wonderful.”

“You would say that, Ty .”

“I love it when you call me Ty . Don’t ever call me Tyrant again.”

She nods. Her cheeks turn red.

“You know… you’re very curious…” I reach for her right nipple and rub my thumb over it. “What do you think?”

“What?”

“Your nipple would be even more delicious… pierced…”

She sucks in a breath. “No way. I’m terrified of needles. And you’re going to let someone see me? And touch me?”

“Fuck no. I’ll do it myself.”

Her eyes go wide.

“Don’t you trust me, claimed one ?”

“Did you do yours?”

“No,” I say. “But I know how to. Would you like to pierce my other nipple before I do yours?”

“Really?”

“I’ll guide you through it,” I say.

“I would ask if you let all your claimed ones pierce you, but you only have two nipples.”

I narrow my eyes and curl my lip.

Serafina swallows hard. “Okay. Yes.”

“That’s the correct answer, Serafina,” I say.

I climb out of the bed and find my jeans on the floor. I step into them and look back at Serafina, still fully naked on my bed. Her body lined with perfect curves, a curious smile, worry in her eyes. She trusts me to pierce her nipple. I trust her to pierce mine.

Fuck, in all reality here, I should just take the piercing I already have out and be done with it.

Can’t do that, Tyrant. No fucking way.

For that matter, I should not be piercing Serafina either. My job is to break her. Leave her as nothing but pieces. My handprint on her neck is perfectly suitable. A nipple piercing is not.

This is going too far. It’s too much. I need to stop myself before it’s too late. In my head I hear laughter.

Oh, Tyrant, it’s already too late… you’re fucked.