Chapter 18

ChapterEighteen

Isla

Why am I not frightened by this man? I can’t wrap my head around the fact that he’s not gentle or kind as he fucks me with abandon, but I didn’t need to use my safe word.

I’m a little worried about hitting the ground since the only thing holding me up is his large hands on my ass. “I’m too heavy.”

“You’re perfect,” he mumbles into my pussy as he fingers his cum back inside. “I’m torn here, Rabbit. A part of me wants to keep my cum deep in your cunt, but another wants to taste your sweet pussy and hear you scream as you cum on my tongue. What do you think I should do?”

He pulls his finger out of me and looks up before brushing the tip along my lips like a gloss.

“Bryce, I’m serious. I weigh two hundred and ten pounds. You can’t hold me up.”

I scream as he nips at my clit. “I tell you what to do, slut. Daddy is hungry, and he’s going to eat his pretty pussy until he’s full.”

“I’m worried you can’t support my weight.”

“I can bench over four hundred pounds.” He chuckles into my pussy before his tongue thrusts deep inside me, and I forget all thoughts of my weight.

He’s the devil, his tongue the portal to hell, and I’m the sinner who would gladly burn.

“Push it out, baby. Push out all the cum.”

His tongue lashes in delight at my clit as his fingers enter me. The sounds of my wetness combined with his cum overpowers the cries of the birds soaring above us. Here in the forest, I’m transported to a place where nothing but my pleasure matters.

I grip his hair, pulling him further between my legs as my hips move in a hypnotic rhythm, desperate for relief.

His facial scruff scrapes my inner thighs as he gently kisses me before latching onto my pussy.

“Oh, God,” I moan.

I’m convinced I’m in paradise. I’ve died, and this is my reward in heaven. But as my eyes open and I witness Paul’s dead body, I crash back to Earth. This man isn’t holy. He isn’t a saint. He’s evil incarnate. Yet I don’t care because he’s the only man who’s ever shown me that life is worth living.

Pain shoots from my pussy through my body as Bryce roughly bites my clit. Not hard enough to do any harm, but enough for me to twist my legs and crush his head between my thighs.

He doesn’t move or try to stop me. His fingers press against my clit, and he pinches, intensifying the pain from his bite. “I’m your God, Rabbit. I’m your lord and savior. And just like the biblical god, I can be benevolent or vengeful.”

He continues his assault on my most sensitive flesh, taking my clit into his mouth and sucking hard before soothing the pain with gentle swirls of his tongue.

“Daddy,” I call out as I continue to thrust my hips. “Your little slut is going to cum all over your face.”

He chuckles as he pushes two fingers inside me and stimulates my G-spot.

“What are you doing?” I gasp as another sensation builds, stronger than the orgasm he gave me earlier. “Bryce, you need to stop.”

He pulls back, no longer supporting my weight with his hands. His fingers quicken, and I explode, drenching his face and chest.

His strong hands grab my waist and gently lower me onto my feet.

“I just squirted.”

“You did.”

I don’t have time to say anything else because his lips crash into mine. His tongue slips our combined cum into my mouth and dances with mine as we pass it back and forth, savoring our union. He holds my face with one hand as the other tangles in my hair, deepening the kiss. It tastes of passion, desire, despair, and hope. I want it to last an eternity.

He breaks the kiss and pulls away, still cradling my head. “You okay? Are you doing all right?”

I nod and offer him a small smile, suddenly feeling a little shy.

His lips turn up, and he bends to place a chaste kiss on my forehead. “Let’s get back to the house and clean you up.”

Bryce gathers my sore body into his arms and cradles me close to his chest. His arms are my shelter from the storm. My haven from all the atrocities I’ve been subjected to. I place my hand against his heart, and a sense of peace washes over me as I feel its steady beat. This man, with all his demons, may be the purest person I’ve ever known.