The Serial Killers Guide to Love (Deadly Darling #1)

Chapter 29

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Sam

Watching Lilly blindfolded had me hard as rock in a matter of seconds, my mind slid down a trail that had me even harder.

She laid there, on my grey sheets, her body perfectly shaped for all my desires. The breasts and the soft belly, the way her thighs rubbed against each other to open up to another place.

Her nipples hard under her lace bra. Okay, I peaked when I put her to bed.

I took a knife and slid the blade slowly up her leg, all the way to her panties. She inhaled and the cool steel touched her creamy skin, but I freed her of her panties in a heartbeat.

With each move, I became more aware of her need but also of my own.

I wanted her in all ways possible.

I wanted to own her.

Mark her as mine and do things to her that would shake her to the core.

My hard cock twitched but I forced myself to relax and stay in control.

That’s it.

Control.

She trusts me, I am here to please her. And that delights me deeply.

“Sam, what will you do to me?”

A diabolic idea entered my mind.

“Nothing. I will watch you touch yourself.”

“Can I take the blindfold off?”

“No.”

“This is not fair, I want to see you too.”

“In due time. Now show me.”

Lilly’s hands moved down her body.

“Talk to me. Tell me what’s on your mind”

“Hm, I wish my lover would touch me. And he would wrap his hand around my throat, pushing. Taking my air away and holding me like that.”

She wrapped her own pale fingers around her throat and pressed down hard.

“Are you wet for me, Lilly?”

“Yes.”

“Show me.”

“How?”

“I want you to touch your clit and then enter yourself with your fingers. Fuck yourself with your fingers and let me lick them off after you make yourself come.”

“I, I don’t know if I can.”

“Do you refuse?”

“No.”

I moved closer and watched her. She could hear me breathe. As I wasn’t trying to be calm. All I could think about was the face she made when she was tethering on the brink of the next orgasm.

“Sam?”

I used the blade, slid it close to her chest and spilled her breasts, freeing them. The gasp I got in return moved all the way inside my cock.

Sex, now I understand why people make such a big deal about it.

Dirty, bad, degrading sex that takes away all feeling of self until we are just a mass of needing and shivering.

“Sam?”

“Start fucking yourself.”

Her legs parted and I gasped. I loved to look at her pussy and I wished I could paint it red and fuck her when she was covered in blood.

Taking the knife, I cut my own hand. It was a deep cut, but nothing that I can’t stitch together and the pain I felt made me gasp.

“Sam, are you ok?”

Lilly moaned as she kept pleasing herself.

“Shhh, I want to mark you as mine by blood and by cum.”

Pressing my hand, I started to drip my blood on her open pussy. Watch the blood drops touch her skin.

“What is it?”

“Blood.”

“Let me see.”

“No.”

“Please Sam, I want to see.”

I leaned lower, next to her ear.

“It will cost you.”

“What?”

“Some blood of your own.”

“Deal.”

I pulled the blindfold away from her and touched her lips with my wound. Her tongue found the open skin and she slid the tip of it inside me. Fucking my soul and my open flesh with her tongue.

“Lilly.”

“Hm.”

“Do you like the taste of my blood?”

“Drives me wild.”

I have never seen a woman as gorgeous with blood on her face.

“I need to keep doing what I was doing. I need to make you mine. I want to watch you coming, covered in my blood, screaming my name.”

Lilly used two fingers, covered in blood and spit and slid them back in her pussy. I dribbled more blood on her, squeezing my wound, indifferent to the level of pain, just to paint her in red.

I couldn’t take my eyes from the way the red blood stained her skin.

She moved and sat in an upright position. Her eyes locked on me making me feel like my entire universe was concentrated there, right there, in the small space between two heartbeats.

She inhaled and dipped her bloody hand deeper.

I moved my own hand to my cock, staining it red.

“Give me the blade.”

She asked and I offered it to her without any more questions. I would have given her anything and everything she ever wanted from me.

She slid the blade on her upper tie and blood dribbled from the split skin..

“You are hurt.”

I want to mark you too.

Her fingers took the blood and she pressed her palm on my hand.

“Can I touch you?”

I waited. It was a moment that felt as long as a life time.

Could I bare it?

“Just if I hold your hand. And you need to tell me where you touch first.”“

Her eyes moved, her lashes touched her cheek.

“Good.”

I took her wrist and lay next to her.

Our bodies touched, but I was still in control.

“I want to mark your neck.”

I moved her hand to my neck, and the blood touched my skin. It was exhilarating and wild.

She pulled away, and used more of her own blood.

“And your chest, right above your heart.”

Her touch made me shiver. I craved more, so badly, but at the same time I knew that I can’t have any more of her.

Not yet.

My fucked up brain wasn’t allowing me to.

Her hand, flat and warm lay on my chest.

“Your heart is so strong.’

She whispered and our glances touched again. It was so incredibly intimate. I have never pictured that I would ever feel anything as I intimate as splitting a person’s chest, but marking Lilly with blood and being marked by her was taking my breath away.

“Shhh.”

“And next?”

I asked, knowing the answer.

“I want to touch your cock. I want you to guide my hand and show me your pleasure.”

Lilly’s fingers, all dipped in red looked deeply beautiful and beyond compare around my hard cock.

I loved the way she moved with her thumb on the tip, and it wasn’t bothering me to offer her control. My hand was there, glued to hers when she started moving.

We lay one next to the other.

And her one hand was wrapped around me. Making me lose myself, but loving it.

I am aware.

Here.

Present.

It’s the only way one can live when darkness is engulfing you from all sides. I made it my job to be aware and present, but when Lilly’s hands wrapped around my cock, when she used the drop of precum to slide her fingers up and down, I threw my head back and released a loud moan.

Pain.

Fear.

Everything flooded me and I saw only darkness engulfing me.