Into The Devil’s Heart

As soon as Audrey enters the house the door closes with a loud bang leaving her stunned and frozen.

While she was struggling to calm down her frightened nerves, Cannon’s tall figure hovered over her as though a predator had its prey on its fangs waiting to bite through.

“W-what are you d-doing?” She stutters, taking counting steps back. For some reason, she was scared.

The way he looked at her, those eyes. She could swear there are hidden agendas in that mysterious look.

“Tell me bunny, what’s your aim?” He asked, taking countless strides towards her until she could no longer move.

Audrey frowns at his words, “Aim? What aim?” She asked in confusion.

He reaches out for her face, grabs her chin, and makes her look at him, “You should know I don’t, I don’t lay low before an attractive little bunny” He caresses her lower lips.

A gasp escaped her lips, she could feel her spine running cold at his touch and words. She knows very well what it’s all about but then, she can’t help but feel turned on.

“You shouldn’t have to, this bunny is out to be devoured by you,” she said in a whisper and licked her dry lips.

Cannon grinds on his teeth so hard that she can hear the sound of teeth clashing against each other.

“You are becoming so good with words,” he remarked, amazed by her boldness.

“that could only mean I am the true servant of my Lord” she breathes out, ” there is no servant without part of the master ”

His fingers trailed down her cheeks to her collarbone, she hissed and closed her eyes at the beautiful sensation he was giving her.

“If it pleases My Lord, let this servant of his be opportune to please him” she requested.

He grabs her hands and places them above her head, nailed to the door. ” You should think before saying anything bunny, don’t start a flame you won’t be able to quench ” his voice was warning.

Audrey stares into those sets of golden eyes full of lust and desire. ” The master needs no invitation to enter his mansion or take what belongs to him, let not alone seek to be answered,” she said.

He leans down and inhales her sweet heavenly smell, “you make me want to devour you with no mercy” he whispers huskily against her neck.

“Whatever pleases my Lord, pleases me” She breathes out and her heart tugs loudly in her chest in desire.

“Don’t be too flattered to ride with me to hell” His voice was husky and deep.

“Wherever my Lord goes, I go with him. For there is no life without him” she confesses.

Deep down, Audrey knows she belongs to no one but him. He’s been there, for her and with her. He made her believe in love even though he didn’t believe it, he made her crave ungodly things and gave her the pleasure of a lifetime.

What should she ask for when her entire body and soul scream out his name, begging him to never let go?

He let go of her hands and trailed down to her shoulders where he played with her collarbone with his long teasing fingers before folding her breast against her t-shirt.

Her eyes snap open at the sound of a dress being torn open. She looked down only to see that her breast was exposed to him.

“I-Um, you” she stutters as she reaches out attempting to cover it but then, his words leave her stunned.

“Didn’t you say you belong to me and will ride with me to hell?” He spoke out reminding her of her words.

“I did say,” she admits, “but, you shouldn’t have torn my dress like that” she complains, pouting.

He chuckles at her cuteness, “Tell me, bunny, how do you define love?” He asked, changing the topic.

His lips move down to her cleavages, he places feather-like kisses on them.

“Love” She murmurs to herself, trying to understand his question. Not like it was hard but then, she never thought about the meaning without him asking.

” that feeling of always wanting to be close to the person that always makes you excited and complete whenever you see or hear their voice” she breathes out.

” Isn’t that infatuation? ” He asked.

She shakes her head in denial, “No, it’s not” She disagrees.

” You think so? ” He raises a brow.

” I know so, ” her tone was firm.

“You are always excited when I touch you” he mutters. He wasn’t asking her but rather, he was telling her. She nods in response.

“Tell me, don’t you feel complete when I am buried deep inside of you?” He raises a brow.

“I-i” she stutters not knowing how to respond. How does he feel speaking so casually about matters of intimacy and if it’s nothing? Yet, he requests an answer.

He tilts his head to the side, indirectly telling her his patient is running thin.

“I do” she breathes out with so much struggle, eyes shut closed and faces red in embarrassment.

“You do what?” He demands.

“I do feel complete when… When” she stutters, unable to voice out what he wants to hear.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“When?” He urges.

“You are buried deep inside of me” she blurts out.

Cannon’s lips pull up into a smile, “in other words, you enjoy my dick in your pussy?” He teased me.

Audrey didn’t know if she should cry or laugh, how could he be so casual saying such?

He bites on her lower lips causing her to winch in pain, “say it” he orders.

“Yes, I do enjoy your d-dick in my p-puss-y” she laments from within. How can he make her feel so bad yet it feels so right?

“Lust” he blurts with a smile.

Understanding him, Audrey tried to defend herself. “No, it’s not.” She objects.

“How can you deny it when your body says otherwise?” He grabbed her left butt and pushed her against him until she could feel him down there.

He slides his hands into her pants, reaches for her clit, and starts massaging it with his tomb.

“So naive,” he mutters under his breath and takes her left nipple into his mouth.

“But then, I like it,” he said between her breasts.

He pulls his hands out of her pussy staring at the liquid with a nice aroma, “so wet and delicious” His gaze never left her.

Audrey stares down at him, watching him bring his hands to his mouth and lick away the juice.

In the blink of an eye, she was spinning around so roughly that she slammed herself on the door. Thanks to her fast reflex, she was able to use her hands to protect her face.

He pulls away her pants in a blink of an eye leaving her with only her lingerie on.

She felt his soft and warm mouth trailing kisses down her spine and shoulder blades with hands playing with her breasts. She could only cling to the wall, trying hard not to give in completely.

So much as loves what he is doing to her, she can’t accept the fact she is lusting over him and not love.

At first, she accepted him because she knew she had nowhere to go and no one to turn to but it’s all different now.

The few days they’ve spent together and the things he’s done for her, she knows she needs none but him and he is the only one who made her lose her breath without her realizing it.

The first time she saw him after the auction, she could swear her heart fluttered in excitement but she ignored it until now.

He roughly tore her lingerie, undone his pants, and plunged his hard shaft into her pussy without warning. She yelps in pain but bites her lips not wanting to let out any more sound.

“Tell me you are mine” he demands in a husky choky voice.

“I am yours, yours alone” she cries out in surrender to his roughness and lust.