Chapter 58 Anastasia or Aurora?
ALEXANDER POV
Wet, desperate gagging sounds filling the room as spit ran down her chin and tears streamed down her cheeks.
I threw my head back and hissed. “Fuck… you’re so good at this.”
She smirked with a pride that hit me in the gut as her nose finally pressed against my skin, her mouth having swallowed every inch of my length. She held there, swallowing around me, her throat milking every inch.
I was close. Too close. My little Aurora was sucking the life out of me and winning.
I pulled back an inch and slammed back in, face-fucking her repeatedly. I increased the pace, ignoring her gasps for air. I couldn't hold it anymore.
With a deep, guttural groan I exploded down her throat, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her mouth. I kept her pinned there until the last pulse, then slowly pulled out.
My brows furrowed when I saw her eyes darting around, looking for somewhere to turn.
“Don’t you fucking dare spit my cum out,” I growled. “Swallow every fucking drop like the greedy little cumslut you are.”
She nodded slowly, her throat moving as she swallowed the thickness. A stray trail of cum trickled down the side of her mouth despite her effort. I wasn't satisfied. I grabbed my spent cock and smeared the remaining cum across her face — over her lips, her cheeks, even rubbing the messy head against her tongue. The little slut moaned helplessly, eyes fluttering like she was in heaven.
When I finally stepped back she sat on the floor, out of breath, dizzy, face glistening with my cum. Her thighs were clenched tight, rubbing together shamelessly. She was horny as hell, but she wasn't getting my dick tonight.
I loved the image in front of me — Aurora on her knees, face smeared with my load, looking completely used and wasted
I tucked myself back into my slacks while she watched every move. I reached for my phone on the stand and opened the camera. Click.
She let out a soft "oh" at the sound.
"Oh," I mocked, staring at the photo. "Who taught you how to suck like that? I was worried you were going to take the life out of me."
"Mr. Smith... he used to force me to watch him as the workers sucked his dick. I took lessons from watching them."
My jaw clenched so hard the bone felt like it would snap. My eyes widened. It's time to kill him. Forcing her to watch that... I wondered how much more she'd endured in that place.
Sometimes, I couldn't help but think it was Anastasia who had suffered through it-like this was her life in the afterlife.
I hated people hurting her.
The bastards who took advantage of her in the club? I’d already cut two fingers from each of the thirteen people who looked her way and messed with her— twenty-six fingers total. The man who complimented her tits lost an arm after I took two fingers first. If Aurora ever thought about disobeying me again, I’d make her eat those fingers for dinner. I would make sure she understood exactly what her little adventure had cost people.
"Alexander.." she breathed, snapping me back to the carnage in my mind.
"What?"
“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Look at that.
All it took was letting her suck my dick and she was begging like a cock-hungry slut who’d been starved her whole life. No alcohol. No drugs. Just her own dark side finally given permission to exist.
My eyes dropped between her legs. She was rubbing her thighs together like an animal in heat, the silk of her nightwear was dark with her wetness.
I knelt down on one knee, grabbed her chin hard,my fingers digging into her soft skin. “Do you really think you can take me? I’ll break your tight little cunt apart with ease.”
I sneered as my other hand trailed down and cupped her soaked pussy over the fabric. She moaned shamelessly,her hips bucking into my palm.
“Please, Alex…” she begged, sounding like a depraved whore who hadn’t been properly fucked in years.
"No." I said coldly.
I pulled my fingers away from her and brought them to her nose.
She already knew. Like she had read my mind completely. She inhaled her own scent deeply, then sucked my fingers into her mouth like a greedy slut, her tongue swirling hungrily.
I yanked them away instantly.
I won’t fuck her tonight. I can’t. Not yet.
Not when she still looks so much like Anastasia.
Because if I did there was no version of what came after that I was prepared for.
Anastasia or Aurora?
I won't be able to separate both.