Dirty Depaved Desires

ISABELLA'S POV.

He Bloody Cut Me.

Yes, I wanted more. 

My legs  parted on his command. A low growl erupting behind his words. My insides churned, I felt my cunt clench and unclench hearing those words.

I dragged in sharper breaths, feeling the tip of the letter opener trail over my laps; his eyes flickered, and all I saw in them was pure rage and  lust.

“You drive me insane, Isabella; you make me want to bash your fucking skull against the wall and ride out your senses till your limbs go numb.” Luca grunted. This time I wasn't able to comprehend if it was his anger speaking or the lust clouding of his judgments.

Yet a part of me hardly gave a single damn; I wanted this. It…him..fuck…I had sucked that cock, and my cunt wept for it, and now the glare passed in my direction, the narrowed gaze the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he trailed his eyes to the probably pooled spot on my panties.

“Nasty freak you are…my little wife.” He murmured  the warmth of his breath fanned  against my skin, he dropped to his knees, the blade still trailing cuts on my panties.

I glared at him. Air struggling to narrow down my lungs feeling the blade press against my soaked panties.

“Scared now?...Isabella.” He asked, his voice sounding more hoarse than it had previously done. 

In one swift motion, he yanked down my panties from my laps, earning a loud gasp of shock from me. 

“Sick. Fucker!” I cursed, glaring wide-eyed at him, but he responded with a smirk, grinning widely, his eyes pinned against my already soaked cunt.

“Wet for me?...already?” He asked. The blade had nipped off of flesh of my clit. Causing me to shudder from fear?...... Arousal?...wanting more?.

I needed therapy; it made me realise how sick I really had been. I was a freak; I agreed; I knew I was sexualy fantasizing, always about depraved, immoral, and ugly things one could barely imagine from a young age.

But now, being in this situation turned me the fuck on,

 my hands were tied behind my back, restricting movements. And then  the pinch of the blade dealing cuts against sensitive parts of me made me scream. Made me realise how fucked up  the situation was. 

Especially when the one welding the blade was no better than my fucking sworn enemuy but I could do better... right?.

Just that I couldn't, my pants increased my eyes locked into his as he was searching my soul.

“You want me…don't you, Isabella?” He asked. Tipping the blade against my chin, causing me to wince again.

“Go fuck yourself, Luca!” I spat viciously, intently gawking at him, his gaze deepened  and a frown stitched on his face….  Wrong Fucking answer, I  knew at this moment, I. Fucked. Up.

“Maybe I should.” He muttered, pressing the knife sharper against my throat, blood dripping off the skin, the pain numbing the pleasure I had at the moment.

Tears burst open from my eyes, streaming down toward my cheeks.

“All you need to do is beg. Isabella…and maybe admit that you are mine and no one else's.” He groaned with utter nonchallance like he wasn't fucking bleeding me dry.

“Go.Fuck yourself,” I said again, flaring my nostrils in his direction.

An amazed smirk stretched on his face; he cut me in again, more blood gushing from the spot, and then he tossed the letter opener to a side, parting my lips weirdly. 

He lifted my ass into his palms, shoving me toward the edge of the chair.

“Don't touch me.” I snapped, watching him unbuckle his pants. He pulled out his erect cock. The fat tip was shiny, the big angry red veins stashing to the side, he fisted his dick, and it got even harder, twitching. Harder.

“You'll beg Isabella…” he said, a mischievous hint attached to his tone.

I parted my lips for some other retort. But a loud screech escaped my lips as I felt his warm breath against my soaked cunt, his tongue plunging straight into my cunt as he slurped whatever wet, slimy juices slid down my ass crack.

“Holy fuck… Jesus fucking Christ..  Luca please.  Ugh fuck  ...” I called them in a jumbled manner. 

He sucked again, this time aggressively. His lips lapped again draining whatever life force was left in it.

My knees buckled, and I squirmed, pushing myself forward, spreading  my pussy before his face, screeching and seething for more.

“You taste... Fucking divine isa.” He murmured in between a mouthful of my cunt as he tongue-fucked me. Isa…the bastard called me isa when he knew he had a leash on my neck, why was he sounding so seductive for fucks sake

“Luca.??Luca…. Please... Jesus... fucking Christ…”  I moaned, feeling a tingling sensation as it built up within me.

My eyes fled down his arms to see him jerk His  cock, and then he lifted his hips to fuck his fists; his cock seemed to grow even bigger. The tip oozed with more precum.

“I'm….fuck…im …im .” I slurred. My senses scouted with insane pleasure.

He pulled away from Me setting me  right on edge.

“Don’t …dont leave  me… dont…do this.” I muttered desperation, hinting at my tone.

But he acted  oblivious to me, although his right arm laid on my lap as  he fucked his fists, his balls jabbing on his laps.

“Ugh!!! Dammit…” he groaned, his voice sending a jolt toward my already throbbing cunt.

“luca?”I called out his name, biting on my lips; his pace increased. So did his pants.

“What is  it Isabella…” Damn, had he sounded like he was pissed off and fucking sexy altogether? 

Like he hated how I distracted him from stroking His cock and still him edging himself straining down against his voice.

“Please…let me cum.” I pleaded, throwing the last strand of pride I had out the fucking window.

A smile had stretched on his lips even as his eyebrows cocked up.

“Beg. Again,”  he murmured. Itching closer  toward me, his thrusts were firmer, and his grunts mixed with the sound of his cock sliding into his wicked palms filled the room.

“Please, fucking suck me... . I want to. No, I need to cum now…please” , letting the desperation take a hold of me, I threw my cunt in his face, locking my legs behind his head to push him close

“You belong to who.?” He  asked, leaning forward against my cunt

Fuck I hated this, and I'd hate myself to the point of death. But I needed a release. I was so close it was fucking killing me, and seeing him cock Fuck his palms, seeing his fat cock slide his hand, it should fucking be me; it drove me nuts. It had every bolt in my loose fuck up.

“Yours... I'm yours, Luca... I belong to you!” I yelled, my eyes boring into his, a glint of amusement flashed through his orbs as well as a smile on his lips as he nodded.

“Took you long enough.” He groaned before tucking his face back into my pussy.

“Uh. Yes... more, Luca... Suck me... more...” I begged, squirming beneath his mercy, he knew that much.

His own grunts increased his tongue pressed against the tip of my cunt. Sending a jolt of euphoria up my spine.

That was it. I was fucking undone.

My climax built up as I released, squirting my juice right into his face, and that hasn't caused him to stop. 

He licked, sucking every bit of me dry before pulling away.

“Fucking... Divine Isabella.” He groaned. Getting out one last loud grunt before letting off his load, cum shooting out of his cock onto my lap.

Our breaths had grown louder as we both tried to understand the situation at the fucking time.

I knew he was dangerous; he was more than poison, and I wanted him notwithstanding he'd be the death of me…And certainly I would be his.

“You are mine Isabella... You said so yourself, so whatever games you are going on with Antonio, end it, or I'll fucking end him … Don't let me kill my best man for you,” Luca ordered curtly, his cold murderous gaze, having no single humor to them as my heart thumped in my chest.

He knew.

He fucking knew all along.

He knew about Antonio and I.

He loosened the rope on my hands, but I feel like I had a tighter noose wrapped around my fucking neck.

“Get it with tomorrow… or I'll get rid of him my fucking self. I'm not a patient man… and I'm giving you this last chance… a lot of things I do for you, because I'm definitely not a jealous man either… It was a first, and goodness knows what I'll do to Antonio…. by mistake.” He threatened with a sly smile. Wiped his cum-stained hands around my neck before standing to his feet,

Yanking down his pants, passed me one last menacing glare before storming off  butt naked towards the bathroom.

“Just tonight, Isabella… Don't test my patience. He warned, slamming the door behind him.