Page 52 of Cut of the Dark Elf's Blade
“Gladly,” he growls, shoving my thighs further apart.
He glides the handle of the sword back, and I groan as the pressure leaves my clit. I lift my head, trying to see what he’s doing, but I’m stuck in place because of the way he’s pinned my tied wrists.
All I can see is the glint of a blade so close to my pussy. Fear spikes down my spine, the adrenaline only making me wetter.
“Luocre,” I groan as I feel the handle press against my entrance.
“You want more?” His voice is dark, dangerous, and my pussy throbs. “I’ll give you more.”
“I want you!” I protest.
His fingers come down to part my pussy. “You will take what I give you.” The pressure mounts as he pushes inward, and I gasp when I feel it slip inside me a little. “Fuck, look at you. This perfect little cunt is swallowing up this godsdamn sword.” My walls flutter at his praise and I suck in a little more.
“Oh, shit.” He groans like he’s actually in pain. “You look so fucking hot taking what I give you like a perfect little slut.”
My head tips back, and I groan as he thrusts it in deeper. I’m out of my mind right now from the pleasure and desire pulsing through me.
“I knew that you could be a good girl.” I grind down on the handle, his words spurring me on. “But fuck, look at you. Your greedy little cunt wants this.”
“Yes,” I breathe as he starts to work the handle in and out. “I’ll take what you give me, Luocre. Please. I want whatever it is.”
“What a good little liar,” he murmurs, leaning forward to watch with rapt fascination. “My girl wants me and only me.”
“Only you,” I echo as I buck up and he picks up the speed. “Fuck, I want you.”
“One day,” he murmurs. “Show me how good you can be and maybe I’ll reward you.”
I spread my legs even wider, my pussy trying to clutch the handle of the sword as he drives it into me. No one has ever talked to me like this, but it is making me an absolute mess.
“Let me see what I do to you, Neveah.” Fuck, hearing my name on his lips is too much. “Show me how I can make you cum with anything.”
“You make me feel so good,” I whimper.
“That’s because you’re mine.” He’s slamming deep into me, and I grunt each time the handle bottoms out. Holy shit, I can’t believe he’s doing this. I can’t believe I’m letting him. “I know everything about you, little liar. Remember that. No one will ever know you like I do.”
He shifts to straddle my hips, his back to me, his knees pinning my thighs to the ground. It burns as he sinks onto me, but I don’t care when he brings his hand to my clit and he pumps the sword in and out of me. “No one will ever treat this cunt like I do. No one will ever make you cum like I do.”
“Please, Luocre.” I can’t even move anymore but I don't need to. He’s right. He knows all my spots.
“You want to come, pretty girl? Does this beautiful cunt want to come?” He sounds breathless and it turns me on.
“Please!” My eyes are squeezed close, and my whole body tenses as my orgasm builds. I can’t focus on anything else but his hands on me. “Please let me come.”
“Do it,” he growls. He draws tight, hard circles around my clit. “Drench this sword and my hands, Neveah. Show me what I do to you. Show me that you can be a good girl.”
His words push me over the edge, and my whole body tightens as my orgasm hits its peak. I’m glad he’s pinned my legs in place because I probably would have sliced them open as my climax claims me.
I scream his name as pure ecstasy washes over me, and I thrash as wave after wave pulses through me. Luocre slowly eases the sword out of me, still circling my clit, but slower now to draw it out.
I can’t breathe as I bow off the ground, my body unable to handle the pleasure, and he’s murmuring my name and how beautiful I am. It draws out my orgasm even further.
When I finally come down, Luocre eases off of me, swiping the sword from the floor. With a smirk, he puts it back on the wrack and tells me, “Now that one is mine too, stained with my girl’s cum.”
I should be disgusted but heat blooms in my stomach instead.
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