BLOODHOUNDS #4: THE DARK KNIGHT

Chapter 8 - MS.INNOCENT

Every Jordan

I've always wondered how it would feel when you're high on drugs. Will it give you the sense of flying into cloud nine? Will it give you the feeling of tingles? Will it make you feel like you're going to die? Or will it give you a burning sensation throughout your body?

Mason's touch was like a fire that burned my skin. I could feel my body reacting to every touch like I was in pain-an addicting one.

I wanted more. I'm aching for more.

My eyes were set on his lips, wondering what it taste like. My hands were holding to his shoulder as he fucked me with his fingers. I digged my nails into his suit when I came on his hand.

"Oh fuck." I whispered as I leaned my head to his broad chest. I closed my eyes as I tried to recover from my own orgasm. I could hear Mason unzipping his pants and I leaned back to the glass. He grabbed my arm, pushing me to the bed. He kneeled between my legs, taking out his already hard cock.

"Mr.Calland, I-" Before I could protest, he put himself inside of me. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size, he straight up fucking me. When our eyes met, I almost pulled away if he didn't put me in place.

He wrapped his hand around my neck, digging his nails into my skin. His eyes were empty, as if he has no soul inside of him. He slowed his pace, leaning his face slowly towards me. I thought he's going to kiss me, but he smirked before pulling his cock out to flipped me over.

He spanked my ass so hard that I can't help but whimpered and moaned at the same time. My pussy was getting wetter than before and I wanted more. He spanked me again before putting his cock back in.

"Look at you..." He let out a groan as he pushed his cock deep.

"Oh shit." I wanted to scream but I was scared that the guards outside will hear. Mason grabbed my hair, pulling me up until my back met his chest. His hand started to find clit, rubbing it like it's his.

I was close to my second orgasm.

I reached out to his hair, running through his soft blonde locks. I turned my head to the side, wanting to kiss him so bad but he pushed me back to the bed.

"You don't get to kiss me when you're my fucking toy, Everly." Fuck me. I hate it when he called my name in an ordering tone. "You don't get to fuck me, Little Aster." He grabbed my hair, pushing my head down until I was having a hard time to breathe.

When I tried to lift my head, Mason pushed my head down. He prevented me to even breath. I could feel that I'm slowly feeling light headed. For the second time, my body betrayed me. I came again on his cock and he flipped over. I was gasping for air and he pulled me to the edge of the bed.

"On the ground." I can't even process what he said because my brain still needed some oxygen. He pushed me to kneel in front of him and he pushed his cock into my mouth, releasing his own orgasm down my throat. His cum filled me and I looked up to him.

"Swallow everything." He said in a warning tone. He pulled away and I swallowed every drop. He pulled up his pants, zipping it and made his way to the door.

"Mason-" He left.

Mason Calland

At dawn...

After finished washing up, I went back to Everly's room. Everly kept tossing and turning her body in her sleep. It's clear that she's having a hard time sleeping.

I sat down and heard her mumbling something. It looked like she's talking in her sleep but after a few minutes, her voice started to become louder. I closed my eyes, ready to sleep when she called my name.

"Mason..." She called me. I got up, thinking that she's awake.

"What?" I walked over to her and found her sleeping. She was sleep talking.

"Mason, you don't like me, do you?" She pouted in her sleep, pointing her finger at me, as if she knew I was watching.

"Why though? Everyone loves me. I'm cute and you're cute." She's fucking sleep talking. I don't know if she's messing with me or not.

"Mason. Your name is beautiful. I don't like calling you Mr.Calland." I decided to walk back to my seat, ignoring her useless sleep talking.

"Mason." She called. "Stop ignoring me!" She complained. I closed my eyes, ready to sleep. I heard her moving a lot in her sleep, then she moaned like a needy girl. I opened my eyes and saw her touching herself.

"Everly." I called, but she kept touching herself. I got up and leaned my body to the glass window, watching her as she's busy with herself. She's having a wetdream and I'm not complaining.

"Mason." She moaned.

"Everly." I called her and she opened her eyes, looking straight at me. She's not fully awake, judging by the look on her eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"Why are you there?" She asked innocently. She turned down to see her legs spread open and her fingers were inside of her. She brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking herself. I could feel my cock wanted to fuck her, but I'm not in the mood to caught her off guard.

"Come here." She closed her eyes and continued to sleep. Her legs were still wide open and her pussy was so wet that it drenched her panties. My eyes trailed up to her face, there's no denying that she has a beautiful innocent face.

Fucking hell.

"You're going to be the death of me, Everly." I decided to get another cold shower and jerk myself off.