Deviance

Chapter 11

"Take your clothes off and get on the bed," Tiras commands as we enter his room.
My heart is pounding, and I don't know what the fuck I am doing! It's like he casts a spell on me that numbs the voice of reason in my head and amplifies the screams of desire within the deepest, darkest part of my mind.
I hesitate for a second as I watch him begin to unbutton his black shirt. I am at war with myself and no matter which side wins, I will always lose.
"Auburn, get naked right fucking now or I will rip your clothes off of you myself." My hands shake from the excitement. Fuck, I am insane!
I throw the dress on the ground and my underwear are soon to follow.
"Bed, now!" he roars, and I turn into a puddle of water.
I crawl onto the bed and lay down on my back, staring up at him. I have never felt so vulnerable and naked. Why do I love this so much?
"Spread your legs and start touching that pretty little cunt of yours," he commands as he unbuckles his belt.
"What?" I am startled by his command.
"Did I fucking stutter, my little deviant? I said touch yourself. Touch yourself like you do every night when you think about me inside of you."
My mouth gasps at his vulgar words and my pussy gets even wetter.
How does he know? How does he know that at night before I go to bed, I masturbate imagining it was his hands rubbing my sensitive clip and his fingers curling inside me.
"Don't flatter yourself. I never fantasise about you! I fucking hate you and you know it!" I won't give him the satisfaction he is seeking.

"We both know that's not true, baby. The only thing you hate is the fact that your fingers will never be able to fill you up the way my cock does. No one will ever be able to make you feel as good as I do."
He stands before me naked, and my mouth is watering. Was he this big the last time he was inside of me? How didn't he tear my pussy apart?
He lays down on top of me so that his erection presses into my aching pussy. I cry out as I tighten my legs around his body in order to be closer to him.
"You are wrong. Plenty of other guys can please me as you do. Many of them have already. You aren't fucking special, Tiras."
I grind against his erection as he devours my neck. I need him inside of me soon!
"You little liar. I'm the only person you have been with, and I am also the only person you'll ever be with. I'm the only person who will ever get to taste your sweet little cunt. Let me prove it."
He pries away my limbs that are wrapped around him and then he starts trailing down my body with his mouth. He kisses, bites and licks as he pleases. I can only imagine the number of hickeys I will have tomorrow.
His face hovers above the apex of my thighs. His warm breath tickles my sensitive skin and I feel like crawling out of my skin.
"Please, Tiras! Please just do something!" I beg of him as I clutch the sheets beside me. I need him to eat me out like the hungry lion he is. I need him to make me see stars and forget my own name.
I need him.
"I will... but only if you promise me something, my little deviant."
"Anything! Fuck, I'd do anything!"
He is driving me insane. I have never been this needy in my entire life.
"Promise me you won't let another man touch you. You are mine and I can satisfy all your needs. No one else deserves to touch you."
His head is bowed down. He is avoiding eye contact with me. My heart hurts. He needs this. He needs me to make this promise. Someone has hurt him before.
I tangle my right hand in his hair and pull his face up to meet mine. "It's only you. I promise."
He takes my left hand in his and brings it up to his mouth. He gives it a gentle peck and then drops it to my side again.
"Good. Now cover your mouth with your hand." He snaps out of it and he is back to his old self. "Why?" I ask rather naively.
"Because I'm about to make you scream my name, baby."
His tongue crashes against my sensitive bud and he was right – I scream his name like he is both my saviour and my torturer.

His tongue swirls around my folds and then circles around my clit. I have to bite down on my palm in order to stop the cries of pleasure.
He licks and sucks me like I am his goddess. He worships me and I can't get enough of it.
Without warning, he slips his tongue into my vagina, and I become feral. He works it in and out of me and I feel like my whole life has led up to this moment – to him making me feel like I am his goddamn queen!
"You taste like heaven," he mumbles against my sensitive pink pussy.
I smile down at him between my legs. In moments like these I find myself falling. I can't fucking help it.
He starts flicking my swollen clit with his tongue and that is enough to push me over the edge. "Tiras!!!" I scream as he keeps on licking and kissing me to stretch out my mind-blowing orgasm.
It takes me a few minutes to come back down. It's ironic that he says I taste like heaven, because I could swear his touch transports me there.
He gets onto the bed and lays down beside me. I suddenly remember that I'm very much naked. This man just ate out my pussy. How can I be fucking shy now?
I cover my tits with one arm and my vagina with my other hand. "It's a little too late for that, baby."
Tiras lets out a chuckle as he pulls me closer to him. He makes sure our bodies are flush together. I feel his throbbing cock press into my side.
"Well, maybe you can make me more comfortable with being naked around you..." I bury my face into his chest.
Why the fuck would I say that?
"Did you have something specific in mind, my little deviant?" His lips curl into a smirk.
"You know what I want..." I don't make eye contact with him.
He knows I want him to fuck me. The bastard better not make me beg.
"You want me to fuck your brains out?"
"Yes..." my voice is as small as a mouse's.
"I would love to. But I don't think we are there yet..."
I scoot away from him.
"What the fuck?"
He lets out another chuckle.
"I don't want to rush this, Auburn... You... You are different, special. I don't want to scare you away." My facial features soften. That's actually not the worst thing he could have said.
"But what about you?" I ask as I bite my bottom lip.

"What about me, baby?"
"You are a man with needs... You just made me feel good, aren't you expecting something in return?"
He takes my chin in between his thumb and pointer finger.
"I don't pleasure you in order to get something in return. I do it because I want to make you feel fucking amazing. Don't ever think you owe me anything, Auburn." The intensity in his eyes bring back the ache between my legs.
"Okay, but what if I want to make you feel good? Regardless of what you did to me?" "Well, then who am I to stop you?"
I smile at him as I crawl closer to him. I straddle his crotch area, rubbing my slick pussy against his dick. Fuck! I swear I'm going to come again already!
"I'm... I'm going to try something. Tell me if you don't like it or if you want me to do something else."
I scootch my body down lower and straddle his legs. I'm just low enough so that my mouth perfectly lines up with his cock.
I start by trailing kisses down his thighs. I'm a little bit apprehensive of just going straight for his dick. I've never done this before...
I then tease his tip with my tongue. He tastes like salt and pure testosterone. "Baby, don't tease," he admonishes me, which makes me smile wickedly.
I stare up at him as I take only a few inches of him into my mouth.
"Fuck!" he exclaims as I suck on him like he is my favourite lollipop.
I then take him as far back into my throat as I possibly can, but he is too large to fit everything in my mouth. I bob my head up and down as I work the excess of his shaft with my hand.
"Are you sure you've never given a blowjob before, my little deviant? Because you are a fucking prodigy!"
I smile as I run my tongue along the veins of his penis. I fucking love how much he is loving this.
My free hand snakes between my own legs and I insert a finger into myself. Sucking his dick is making me hornier than I've ever been!
I pump my finger in and out of myself as Tiras uses his hand entangled in my hair to move my head. He thrusts his hips to meet my lips. He fucks my mouth like I'm his little whore.
"Are you close, baby?"
I nod my head as best I can. Fuck, I'm so close, I'm teetering at the edge of sanity. "Good, because I'm about to come down your tight, little throat!"
He thrusts into my mouth a few more times and then I feel his seed shooting into my mouth. Him coming is all I needed to find my release. I come all over my fingers as I continue grinding my pussy down on my fingers.

After a few seconds, Tiras pulls me up and we lay down next to each other again. I snuggle into him, having never felt so at ease with someone.
"Can I ask you something?"
"You can ask me anything." He answers as he rubs gentle circles into my bare back.
"You said that you don't fuck the same girl twice. Why am I still here with you?"
I hate to admit it, but that red haired skank's words are still stuck in my head. I can't help but wonder why he hasn't dumped me on the side of the road like a piece of trash yet.
"Because you are special... and you are mine," he replies simply.
A blush creeps its way up my cheeks.
I busy myself with studying the ink etched into his skin. My fingers follow the outlines of his tattoos. Some depict animals. I can see a bull and a ram on his respective shoulders. There is a whip running over one of his clavicles. But I stop breathing when my fingers touch the only tattoos that isn't only done in black ink.
A red pentagram covers a huge part of his ribcage on his left side. I am mesmerised by the red shape. So much so that I don't even pay attention to the rest of the art pieces decorating his skin.
I trace the outlines of the pentagram until I fall asleep in Tiras' arms. But the red tattoo follows me into the dream realm.
Something feels off and I'm going to find out exactly why...

A/N

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