21. Morbid Predilections - XX

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TW: Blood play – we're really going all over the place with this book aren't we 🥴

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TW: Blood play – we're really going all over the place with this book aren't we 🥴

Serena takes over all of my senses, until I am fully and completely consumed by her. 

All I can see are those wild blue eyes, and how they hold so much depth and vulnerability for me. And is that...is that trust there, hiding under the surface? 

All I can hear is our panting breaths intermingling between kisses and desperate tugs at my bottom lip with her teeth. 

All I can taste is her lips and a faint hint of mint, her tongue softly stroking mine in a dance of devotion received both ways, a promise that this is the beginning of something spectacular.

All I can smell is her lavender perfume and something special that's all Serena, invading my senses and making me ache for her in more ways than one, from head, to heart, to cock. 

All I can touch is her skin, so smooth I could spend endless hours petting and caressing every inch of her skin over, and over, and over again. If not to satisfy my endless need for her, then to erase the touch of every monster before me.

Every lick, every moan from Serena sends hot flames over my skin and nothing has ever felt so good as when she touches me. Every kiss I press to her lips is my vow to keep her safe from any monsters that lurk in the shadows, I will be her weapon of destruction because this woman makes me want to kill for her, tired of killing only to tame some unruly beast within me. For once in my life I have a purpose, the perfect outlet for my twisted predilections

She grasps the collar of my shirt and pulls me closer to her, but my knife suddenly registers in my mind once again and I pull away from the kiss. When she blinks up at me I notice the unshed tears in her eyes. Suddenly I'm ready to beg both God and the Devil to take away every single ounce of her hurt, at least for a little while so that I may carry the burden. 

I step back, relaxing my stance before handing the knife to her. She takes the handle and my palm releases the blade, before I take another step back and raise both of my hands in the air in surrender. 

Serena tilts her head to the side in confusion, still holding the knife but without any real conviction, without any visible intention behind it. "What are you doing, Orion?"

"Serena, I wish I could erase what happened to you, but I can't. And that kills me. But I can help you heal. You've had choices taken away from you your entire life, you've had to sacrifice so much freedom just to survive. But now that I'm here, you don't have to do that anymore."

I reach up to the collar of my shirt and unbutton the top button, before slowly letting my fingers travel down the length of my torso, unfastening buttons as I go, revealing more and more of my bare chest. I shrug off the shirt, letting it fall to the dirt beneath our feet. 

I reach down to lift my tank top over my head, but not before I catch Serena leaning against the tree to brace herself for the sight of me. I can't help but feel a streak of pride, knowing that I affect her in the way I do, knowing that she loves my body almost as much as I love hers. 

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