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The Ritual(27)

Author:Shantel Tessier

I pull out, and she sucks in a gasp. “Open wide for me,” I say softly, wiping the tears from her face with my free hand, smearing the black eyeliner and mascara. “Stick your tongue out and breathe through your nose.”

Swallowing, she opens her mouth as wide as it’ll go and sticks her tongue out.

I bring her head down, her mouth taking me in once again. I lean my head back and close my eyes, not caring to watch, just wanting to come. I hit the back of her throat, and her body fights me while the gagging returns. This time, I don’t let up.

My balls tighten, and my breathing picks up. I shove her head down one last time and hold it there as I come, forcing her to swallow.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

BLAKELY

I’M GASPING FOR a breath as his cum, water, and drool runs down my chin. My body shakes uncontrollably, my knees rubbed raw from the steps. Everything hurts from tensing, and my hands have gone numb from the handcuffs.

I remain kneeling as he lets go of me and stands. I look up at him through the tears that still fall and watch him stick his semi-hard dick into his wet jeans before zipping them up. He’s big—in both length and girth. My jaw hurts from keeping it open, and my throat is sore from how rough he was.

Leaning down, he grabs my upper arm and pulls me to my feet. I’m not even sure I can walk; my legs are shaking so hard. He pulls me out of the water and over to the stairs. I drop my head to stare at my wet heels while water runs off our soaked clothes.

He releases my arm and grips my hair, yanking my head up, and I whimper. “Don’t be ashamed, Blake,” he whispers in my ear. “You’re my chosen one. Be proud. I know I am.”

Leading me down the stairs, we go left at the bottom, and I keep quiet as he takes me down a hallway and to a door.

We step outside. Looking around, I can’t see much. It’s dark outside, and there’s only a single light on the building above us to illuminate this area.

The cathedral is surrounded by woods, and I squint, trying to see out into the trees. The wind picks up, and I shiver. My soaking wet dress clings to my body, and water still runs down my legs.

“What are we …?”

He turns to me, grabs my shoulders, and spins me around, shoving my back into the building. I cry out as he crushes my restrained arms between the church and me. He steps into me and cuts it off, slapping a hand over my mouth.

Leaning his lips to my ear, he takes my lobe into his mouth and sucks on it, making a shiver run up my spine. Pulling away, he whispers roughly. “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now. That mouth is mine. That ass is mine. That cunt is mine. You’re fucking mine!”

I whimper as my pussy starts pulsing at his words. I can’t imagine how rough he’ll be on my body after what he just did to my mouth. I’m still not sure if we’ve already had sex since I passed out the first time and drugged myself the second time.

His emerald eyes are on fire. It makes my stomach turn at how much he wants from me. And at how much I want to give him. “You belong to me now, Blake. And I’m going to take what’s mine.”

He moves his hand from my mouth, and I suck in a breath. Taking a step back from me, I slump against the building. I’m not sure my legs can hold me up anymore. Gripping the hem of my dress, he yanks it up to bunch high on my waist. My breathing hitches when he digs his fingers into the top of my thong and pulls it down my trembling legs, and he has to help me step out of them.

“Please …” I beg, pushing off the church just a bit to relieve my arms. My wrists hurt so bad, and my knees start to buckle, making me shuffle in my heels. “Undo the cuffs …”

He shoves my underwear into my mouth and slaps his hand back over it, pinning my head to the building. Water fills my mouth, and I choke on it, making my body convulse against his before I can swallow it down. I blink, and he watches fresh tears fall from my eyes at the act.

He lowers his lips back to my ear while his free hand slides between our bodies and finds my pussy. “You don’t know what belonging to me means yet. But I’m about to teach you, little one.” He trails his lips down the side of my neck, and I tilt my head to the side to allow him access. “No one will hear me fuck you, and no one will ever watch me fuck you.”

I breathe heavily through my nose while swallowing more water that soaked my underwear. “But everyone will know you belong to me.” His fingers gently massage my clit, and I moan. “I will show off my trophy covered in bruises from my hands.” He spreads my pussy and slides a finger inside me, forcing me to lift on my tiptoes. “Marks from my teeth.” He bites down on my neck, and my body breaks out in goose bumps while I cry out into my gag. “You live for me now.” He licks up the side of my neck to my ear. “And I for you.” He thrusts in a second finger, and I suck in a deep breath from my nose, closing my watery eyes. “You serve and obey me. I protect and own you.”

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