The Tattoo Artist (La Petite Mort #1)

40. Chapter 40

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Alexander

I removed my shirt and used it to wrap my hand around it so I could grab the knife's blade firmly. Once I had the blade secured, I dragged the handle down her spine through her ass, and finally, I thrust it into her wet pussy.

"Fuckkkk," she moaned. Reaching over, I rubbed her swollen clit in circles as I pushed the handle of the knife inside her before moving my hand up to cup her breast. I could feel her pussy gripping the handle and her walls squeezed. She was close. My cock was harder than a fucking rock, and I needed her to cum for me.

My hand dipped lower down her stomach impatiently in its pursuit for more. A moan fleed her lips, her body starting to tremble against mine, her legs buckling. Her curves were perfectly soft, and when I reached her pink swollen clit I pressed into her, causing her to explode all over the handle. Her head fell back, and her nails scraped the wall, trying to find something to grip. I pulled the handle out of her greedy little pussy, dropping my shirt so that I could grip the handle. I flipped her around and raised the blade, cutting through the rope. She wasted no time wrapping her arms around my neck, nor did I when I lifted her into my arms. Her legs wrapped around me instantly, and I settled her on top of the table.

We both moaned the moment my cock settled between her thighs. My forehead dropped to hers, and I drew a shaky breath. I needed to control myself. With my hand on her chest, I pushed her back until her head and back were pressed against the wall. She eagerly grabbed ahold of my cock and brought her cunt closer to slide me inside. I stopped her when just the tip was inside, knowing that if she buried my cock all the way, I was going to lose it.

She hissed, feeling the fat tip stretch her. "Deimos, please. I need you inside me," she warned and tried to slip another inch inside her. "I know, Princess. Just give me a minute here," I gritted out through clenched teeth.

"You slide down on my cock right this second, and it's game over," I added.

Quinn dropped her head back with a thump against the wall. Both our breaths came out in pants. I tried my best to get control of my body. Quinn arched her back, a little more impatience written all over her. She reached down between us with one of her hands and started to rub her clit. I looked down, watching as she pleasured herself, and I fucking lost it.

"Son of a bitch!" I snarled and slammed into Quinn at the same time, my hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to me. She cried out, and for a second, I thought I hurt her, giving her no time to adjust to my size, but when I looked into her eyes, I saw nothing but lust.

I gripped her hips tight, knowing damn well I'd be leaving bruises on her. Her legs wrapped around me tighter, pulling me into her even more, causing me to go deeper into her. I used one of my hands to unhook her legs from around me. Sliding my hands down her thighs, I pushed them apart even more before squeezing them and sliding my hands down her legs till I reached her calves.

I brought both her feet up onto the table, placing the arches of her feet at the edge, and pushed her legs toward her, bringing her knees up. Opening her even wider than ever before—-exposing her completely to me. "Yes!" She shouted.

"So deep," she rasped, biting onto her lower lip. This new angle not only allowed me to enter her more, but the view was fucking breathtaking. Her tongue sneaked out to wet her lips before she cried out for more. Her pussy gripped my cock so tight it was almost painful.

"Fuck, Quinn, your pussy's so fucking tight. I need you to come, Princess."

Her tits jiggled in front of me, tempting my mouth. Bending forward, I caught her right nipple in my mouth, sucking on it before I gently bit down, and her back arched into me. I rolled my lips around the hard peak, fucking her deep and hard. "Deimos! Yes, right there," she whimpered.I thrust my hips and pound the everloving hell out of her cunt.

She was close.

I placed my thumb on her clit and rubbed circles. "Don't stop. I'm going to co—" A minute later, she yelled, and I slammed my mouth down on hers to swallow her screams.

Her fingernails ran down my back, leaving scratches all over, before she dug her nails into my shoulders, leaving crescent marks. She watched me through half-closed eyes as I fucked her.

I fucked her hard, fast, and raw.

The loud clapping of slick and sweaty bodies meeting filled the storage room, and she moaned into the air.I picked up my speed and soon found myself painting her walls white. She whispered, "Come for me, Deimos."

I dropped my mouth to her shoulder and bit into it as her pussy sucked the cum from my body. Moments later, her body collapsed into mine, and I gladly wrapped my arms around her. "Alexander." My name left her lips with a beautiful gasp. I smirked against her shoulder and placed a gentle kiss. I released her and got down on my knees. My hands traced up the inside of her legs and pushed against her knees. "Open for me, Angel."

She obeyed without hesitation, parting her legs and staring down at me while biting her plump lips.

Fuck, she was beautiful. My cum was leaking out of her pussy. Who would've thought my favorite color was white?

My cum dripping out of her was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen. It fucking belonged here—my cum belonged inside her—inside her pussy, on her pussy, and every fucking inch of her. I looked at her swollen pink pussy, now covered in white, and all I could think about was how she tasted on my lips. I made it happen again. Without wasting another second, I dove into her.

"Fucking delicious," I grumbled against her cunt, swiping my tongue along her entrance .

"Alex," Quinn breathed my name again, reaching down to tangle her fingers in my hair and holding me in place.

I flicked my tongue over her clit, the whimper of approval leaving her lips. I continued to feast on her, licking both our cums as I dragged my tongue inside her filled hole and sucked her clean. I groaned as I looked up to find her clutching her breast with her free hand.I pulled away, stood up, and immediately wrapped my fist around her hair and tugged her head back. With my free hand, I gripped her chin and opened her mouth, spitting both our cums into her mouth.

"Motherfucker," I growled and released her as I watched her swallow without hesitation, tasting me for the first time in over two years.

"Mmmm," she hummed, a satisfied smile on her lips.

While Quinn locked the entrance, I called my brother Sebastian, letting him know I needed the cleanup crew and that I needed him to oversee this cleanup. My brother was not only good with the ladies, but he was the best at cleaning up messes and making bodies disappear. Hell, Bastian and the Turkish shared a fucking pig farm.

Thirty-five minutes later, Sebastian appeared grinning as he leaned against the door frame. The bastard knew exactly what went down here tonight. His eyes met Quinn's, and he gave her a soft smile. "Hey Quinn," he greeted before instructing his men to take care of the body and clean every inch of the room.By the time the library opened tomorrow, the storage room would be free of fingerprints, blood, hair, and any other fucking particle that could incriminate any of us.

I reached for her hand and intertwined our fingers, making our way out the door. I gripped my brother's shoulder and thanked him.