Page 215 of I Will Mend You
“So, what? I killed the last one.”
I shouldn’t laugh, but I can’t help my reaction to Xero’s words combined with the sight of Delta laid out beneath us, his dark beard splattered by my juices.
Delta’s lips tremble with fury, but he holds his tongue.
Xero pounds hard, his cock driving me to new heights of pleasure.
“My father can’t keep his eyes off you,” he says. “Because you’re so beautiful when you take inches away from his face. I love making you come undone,” he says.
My core spasms around his girth, the pleasure intensifying. “More, Xero. Please, don’t stop.”
“Father, you don’t know what you’re missing. She’s so hot, so wet, so tight,” he growls, his breath hot against my ear.
I jerk backward, increasing the friction, my nerves singing. My eyes roll to the back of my head as he continues to give me pleasure.
“Tell us how much you love my cock.”
“I love it, Xero,” I moan, my voice trembling with need. “It’s the only one that satisfies me. I need it. I need you.”
“Good girl,” he murmurs, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You’re doing so well. Come for me. Show Daddy dearest how a good girl gets her pleasure.”
His words push me closer to the edge. Pressure builds in my core, and every nerve ending thrums. My body tenses, then a climax crashes over me in waves. I cry out, the sound echoing off the dungeon walls. The intensity of the moment is magnified by Delta’s helpless presence and bitter, burning gaze, driving me to heights I’ve never known.
Xero tightens his grip on my hip, his movements quickening as he rides out my climax. “That’s it, little ghost. Let it all go.”
My breath comes in ragged gasps, my body quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure. Beneath me, Delta grunts and thrashes.
As I come down from my climax, Xero pulls out and helps me off Delta’s shoulders. I sit on my heels, gasping and panting through the aftershocks.
Xero straddles his father, his lips twisting with a cruel smile playing on his lips. I lean forward, reveling in the pain in Delta’s eyes.
Positioning himself over Delta, Xero grabs Delta’s hair, holding him in place. “Look at me, Father.”
Delta’s nostrils flare. “Don’t think a display like that could ever break my spirit.”
Xero’s chest rumbles with a low growl. With his free hand, he strokes his length, his eyes never leaving his father’s. Thetension mounts before he comes with a roar, shooting spurts and spurts of cum over Delta’s face.
The older man’s features harden with rage, his lips tightening.
“This is a low blow, even for you,” he spits, his voice trembling with fury. “This is how you treat your father? I must have damaged you more than I thought.”
Xero sits back with a satisfied smirk. “You have no idea. This is just the beginning.”
As Xero rises, Delta’s Adam’s apple bobs, betraying a glimpse of dread. I pick up a knife from the floor and scoop up the trails of cum toward his lips. “Feeding time.”
The hatred in his eyes gives me a surge of empowerment that goes straight to my core. Delta finally understands he’s about to lose everything, including his dignity.
“Waste this lovely cum and I’ll slice off your left testicle,” I snarl.
Delta tenses, his brow breaking out in a sweat. He glances at a spot over my shoulder and grimaces. He’s sorely mistaken if he thinks Xero will show him mercy.
A large hand lands on my shoulder. “Let me show you how to tie a testicle tourniquet.”
“Xero,” he rasps.
Something stringy lands on my lap. I pick it up and wrap it around Delta’s testicle, my gaze never leaving his.
Delta whimpers, a barely audible sound that makes my nerves thrum with satisfaction. He licks Xero’s release off his lips, a broken man, willing to debase himself for mercy.