Axel and I left the party once we were finish dancing. He went to take a bath and I could hear the shower running while I was in the room still in my dress waiting for him to finish.
"Sofia," he called out from in the shower. "Bring me a clean towel," he added. I went into the closet and got a new towel as I stood by the door I could see his naked reflection through the mirror.
The shower turned off and he saw and smirked," you know you can come in if you like little nightmare, the door is open."
"Fuck you," I muttered but he smirked, "Would you," he said while coming closer to me. His wet hair falling to his face. His towel hanging dangerously low and I could see that a tattoo was below his waist line but I couldn't see what it was. His gray eyes stared intensely at me.
He pulled down his towel and below his waist line he had a serpent tattoo. "What are you looking at, love," he chuckled under his breath. "You," I blurted out without thinking twice. I walked up to him and kneeled down, passing my hand over his serpent tattoo that was below his waist line. "I always wondered why you called your day The Night Of The Serpent," I mumbled while still passing my hand over his tattoo. I have a tattoo on the same spot. I got it a few days ago because I was bored.
My eyes strayed from the tattoo to his dick. Fuck.. I got up from the floor and backed away to see a devilish smile and his intimidating eyes staring at me. "You like danger, little nightmare," he commented while walking towards me. I lowered my eyes in guilt knowing that danger turned me on. Why was I craving him. He looked so good and I hadn't even noticed. His lips brushed against my ears as his chest pressed onto mine, making me feel heat from his body. His warmth sent shivers down my spine. Am I going to go against my plans.
"Your heart is racing, love," he mumbled. My heart was indeed racing but I wasn't going to let him win. "No," I growled. With my words he stepped back and placed his hand on my stomach. "Breathe, breathe, breathe"- I tried telling myself. He smirked knowing that just by his touch, I was trembling.
"You're so fucking addicting," he muttered into my neck leaving me breathless. He pulled in and kissed me. His lips passionately kissed me until he pulled away, "we shouldn't," he muttered.
“Don't play hard to get love, everyone always end up falling for me,” he says but I pulled in kissing him and I let out a little moan. What the hell is wrong with me? I can't keep my hands off him. "Are you sure you wanna do this," he asked as he pulled away. I nodded my head however he noticed my hesitancy.
After what I have been through I was willing to do this. I never thought that I would be ready. I even lied and told him that I was a virgin because my past is not something that I wanted to share. Even after what I'd been through I still didn't know anything about this nor did I want to learn. He already knew that I hadn’t done this before because he knew I was inexperienced but he didn't know why I never cared for sex before.
“Do you trust me,” he asked. Did I trust him..even I wasn't sure how to answer that. If I didn't trust him then why did I want this. No one in their right mind would ever be trusting a man after what happened to me so why the fuck was I going to allow this.
I did come all this way to a forest with him but that’s only because I knew that I could kill him easily if he ever tried hurting me. I shook my head and a smile appeared on his face. I did have some kind of trust in him…maybe not much but I still knew it deep down. “I promise you’ll like it, almost as much as I do,” he assured me.
"Please I-." That was all he needed to hear. His lips devoured mine. He placed kisses trailing down my neck and my collarbone. I hold my head high trying my best for him not to see the effect he had on me. I wanted to feel him. In frustration I began tugging down my dress. He smiled watching me as I impatiently threw my dress on the floor. He reconnected the kiss and I started to rock my hips to get some friction but he stopped me by his hands grabbing my hips.
I whined in response to his action. I needed him to allow me to grind on something.
"So responsive, little nightmare," he says under his breath. He brought his hand flat against my butt. He fucking spanked me. Why the fuck did he do that... I want him to fuck me now but yet he wants me to be paitent. I am guessing he saw the anger on my face since he placed another spank on my other buttcheek. A moan escaped my lips as my back barely arched with pleasure.
"It looks like someone has a spanking kink," he teased. "I don't," I argued. I most certainly do but I am not going to admit that to him. He spanked me again to prove that he is right and another moan escaped me as he grinned in amusement. "Such a good girl," he praised. He ripped off my panty and slammed me onto the bed.
As he crawled up the bed I looked closely and I saw scars on his back. How hadn't I notice them before. There was a time where he was shirtless so how did I not notice it before. I am sure that he got these when he was younger because I know that his father treated him like shit. I reached my hands out to touch it but he moved away.
I didn't judge him for having scars because I knew that it wasn't his fault. "Its okay," I assured him but he still looked away. I showed him some scars that I had. He eyes opened up in anger. "Who did this," he growled but I replied,"Don't worry, I killed them."
"That's my little nightmare," he said proudly. I reached my hand out to touch his scars again and this time he allowed me. "We can be broken devils together," I whispered to him. I placed kisses on them.
After I was done looking at his scars he placed me down on the bed. “Let me finish what I didn't get done that night. Remember how tightly I held your waist” he whispered. I knew he was talking about that night at the cemetery. I wanted him to do things to me and he wanted it more than me.
Now finally it is happening. His hands travel to my pussy. Cupping it with his hands as he played with my clit. He made every nerve come alive, going all over my body. I moaned at the sensation. "You like that, slut," he degraded in my ear. I grind on his dick, teasing my dripping entrance.
"I want to see you covered in red love," he whispered. He pulled out his dagger, making me burst into desire. He was unlocking kinks that I never thought that I'd like. His length pushed its way to my entrance. I got nervous but he whispered,"don't worry, love." I am allowing this. Fuck.. I am giving my virginity to him and I didn't care because I knew that I wanted this. He slowly slid all the way into me. I let out a loud gasp as he thrust into me slowly as I gripped onto the sheets. "You're doing good, little nightmare," he said softly as he began to pick up the pace.
My breaths got heavier and I throbbed as he moved inside me. "Fuck," he grunt. I looked at him and I knew that my warmth captivated him. He looked down at me as he lifted my waist so that he could go deeper. "Good Girl," he praised then he added," taking in all my length just like the little slut you are." My legs began to shake as he spread them wider to push himself deeper in me.
He finally reached my spot and I let out a loud moan. "Shit," I grunt. He leaned down and placed kisses on my breast then on my neck. He used his free hand to massage my nipple. He placed the dagger below my panty line and carved out something. Tears welled up in my eyes at first but when he began to thrust in me I suddenly forgot about the pain. Whimpers fell past my lips as he went faster.
With the sharp point of the dagger finally cutting my skin, Blood poured out of the wound. He looked down at it and he commented,"fuck, you like that little nightmare." my eyes strayed towards the mirror that he had placed above us so that I could watch him fuck me. He liked these kinds of things. It was an A. He carved an A on me. I was his and I never felt better. "I always have liked the color red and god does it look good on you. fuck you look beautiful while your blood is pouring out," he muttered.
I liked when the dagger pierced my skin but I liked it even more when he fucked me making me forget about the pain of the dagger slicing my skin. He wanted me to enjoy this and I did. He began to thrust harder as the dagger sliced me again. He was carving something else. He was still gentle even when thrusting at me. "Just remember if you want me to stop then say the safety word," he muttered.
"Never," I challenged. A small grin escaped his face and I knew that he was up to something. "Tell me what you like la mia obsessione ," he whispers. "I don't know," I swallowed the bile in my throat, ashamed of not knowing what I liked. "I will help you love," he whispered. He removed his length from inside me and went down and placed kisses where he carved his initials. He looked up at me while he cleaned up the blood with his tongue. His tongue swirled over the carved initials. I couldn't help but look down at him as I loved every minute of it. The touch of his lips on my body made me crave him thrusting in me. I tried to grind my pussy on him but he stopped me. "Patience little nightmare," his hoarse voice muttered in a warning tone.
He smeared some of my blood on my lips and I licked off all the metallic coating. He placed a few more kisses on my body and my mind was telling me to wait but my pussy needed some fraction. My eyes lit up when he gave me the dagger. "Take over love," Axel murmured as I went on top of him. I was now on top of him and I smiled as I placed kisses on his neck leading to his dick. I sucked and licked it, earning a moan from him. He wanted me to dominate him. "I'm not good at this," I warned but he smirked," you're doing fine love."
I wrapped my hands around it and Axel let out a groan making me realize that he enjoyed it. I looked back at him to see his eyes were clenched shut. I am trying my best to please him and It is working. I dominated him," eyes open Axel." I immediately put his length in my mouth, pumping up and down his shaft. "Are you a good boy for me, Axel," I questioned.
My wet tongue made sure to suck his attention needing head. I was driving him insane as I pumped and rubbed what I could fit in my mouth. An airy groan escaped his lips making my lips tilt to a smirk. "I promise I'll be a good boy," he groaned.
"Just like that, Sofia" he praised making me happy that I am giving him pleasure as well. He moaned my name as he came in my mouth. I licked my lips with a devilish smirk as Axel watched in amusement. He then thrusted. He stared at me and I nodded for him to continue.
He continued making me gag as his length hit the back of my throat making me place my hand on his thighs, preparing for him to thrust faster. I moaned as he fucked my throat making him groan at the sensation as I licked the base of him, loving every second of it. His taste. His movements.. I craved it. I prepared as he came again in my mouth. I smirked as I cleaned him up. "Good girl," he praised as he pulled me in his arms.
I could hear the sound of his heart beating. One of my hands was placed on his chest while the other was playing with his hair. Shit, shit, shit... I now realized what I did. I was about to get off the bed when he gripped onto me," please don't leave me." I swallowed the bile in my throat and I wrapped my hands around him. He closed his eyes shut as if he was having a bad memory. "I hate you," he growled and I looked at him to see his eyes scrunched. "Shh.. I'm here," I mumbled to him, making him slowly open his eyes.
His eyes were filled with tears. "Go ahead," I said.. "I'm here," I added. Tears flowed down his eyes as he held me tightly. He was as broken as me. Dealing with our demons in our head while fighting with ourselves. I knew he needed it, he can't keep hiding his pain. I wish that I could do it too.. If only I could let out my pain. I hugged him tightly as I had flashbacks of all the shit I endured. We both are broken but we aren't angels.. No, we're the devils that were reborn after being broken, tortured and in pain for so long.