Chapter 6

Saraphina POV 

My body ran cold as I froze in place, unable to breathe. My heart pounded with so much force that it became the only sound I could hear at that moment, drowning out every other noise. I bit my bottom lip, trying my best not to make a sound. I knew that one wrong move from me, and Xavier would pull the trigger. At that point, being shot in the head seemed less scary, what scared me most was dying naked after being shot in my pussy. Imagine that! 

Xavier was a monster…literally, as his face morphed into something dark and dangerous. It was as if the scared look on my face was feeding the darkness inside him, and he wanted more; he wanted me to be scared of him, yet still wanted me to want him just as much. 

I whimpered, both in pleasure and in fright when he gently moved the gun against my clit. I closed my eyes, my body still trembling uncontrollably. However, I opened them when I felt his hand around my neck, and a yelp escaped my lips. He held my neck like he wanted to strangle me, then gently pushed me down until I was resting against the bed. His intense eyes were locked on mine, never leaving my face for even a second. 

He moved the gun against my clit again, and a tear rolled down my face. I gasped and my heart skipped a beat when he leaned down and licked away my tears. “No crying little kitten. Disobey and I will pull the trigger.”

I knew he wasn't bluffing so I did everything in my power not to cry. Fear was quickly overpowering all the pleasure I felt. I tried to close my eyes again but he commanded me to keep them open. 

Xavier leaned in and then began to lick my neck, trailing soft kisses from my neck down to my chest. The whole time, he was working the gun against my pussy. I couldn't explain what I was feeling at that moment, and if it was even normal to feel that way, but I was feeling something abnormal. 

What Xavier was doing with the gun felt exciting, intense, and the fear of dying only added to the thrill. One could say Xavier was a natural bad boy, a demon in bed because it just didn't make sense. His tongue against my body felt like fire, yet I wanted to be burned. His hands on my body did things I couldn't even name. 

My breath hitched when he suddenly pushed the gun into my pussy, not too deep, just enough to keep my eyes wide open in fear. “P-please,” I begged, unsure of what I was begging for. 

“Please?” He teased, his warm breath fanning my nose and causing my skin to prickle with goosebumps. Before I could utter another word, he started pumping the gun in my pussy, in and out, not too fast and not too slow while his finger played with my clit. 

I moaned in pleasure even though my heart was pounding in fear. How was it even possible to feel fear and pleasure at the same time? Just how?! It should have been impossible but as much as I hated to admit it, a dark part of me liked whatever Xavier was doing to me. My brain quickly melted and I totally forgot that he was fucking me with a damn cooked gun. Not too long, I cummed and Xavier pulled out the gun immediately and licked off the juices on it. 

I shrieked, my body still shaking when he suddenly pointed the gun at me. “Bang!” He pulled the trigger, and I closed my eyes, ready to succumb to my ill fate, but I didn't feel anything. Before I could register what was going on, I felt something hard, long, and veiny inside me. I opened my eyes. Xavier's dick was inside me and the gun was sitting pretty next to him. 

My body accepted his cock but my mind was far, trying to process what the hell just happened. I managed to look behind me and realized that he had shot the wall and not me. “Argh.” I winced in pain as he pumped in fast and hard. It seemed like he wasn't even trying to be careful. 

“Y-you said you'd be careful,” I whispered, trying to remind him of what he said earlier. 

“No princess, ‘might’ was the key word.” He answered, his dark eyes still locked in mine. 

My eyes grew teary but I held back my tears. It was painful, he was going too fast for me. I didn't know when my tears slipped until he licked them off again. I thought he would be mad, but he started to go slow, just a little slow, enough for me to know that he had forced himself to go slow, and something told me he was never the type to be careful in bed. 

His eyes were still on me, wild but there was something else dancing around his orbs, something I couldn't name. He continued to go at a pace I could keep up with and when he was sure I could handle more, he went in harder. 

The whole time, I thought he was being so mean and wicked until he pushed his entire length inside and I realized that Xavier did try to go easy! Fuck, he was so big, I could feel my walls breaking from the inside. 

I don't know how long we went on for until he finally cummed. I thought it was over and that we'd get to rest but he spun me around and made me show him my behind. I winced when he spanked my butt and mourned when he drove his length inside me. He fucked me for a while until he cummed again and this time, I followed almost immediately. 

“I-i can't take anymore.” I tried to plead, my voice barely above a whisper. At this point, I'd lost track of how many times Xavier had cummed. My body was tired and slowly giving up but Xavier was still full of energy…like a beast that was always hungry. 

“I-i…” I opened my mouth to speak but I was shut up with a demonizing kiss from Xavier. Heavens above, how was it possible for a kiss to feel like hard drugs! It was almost like he'd pumped strength into me. 

However, it was what Xavier did next that scared the hell out of me!