Stalk Me Mr Stalker

42) My cock deity

"You look much better on your knees like this, sucking my dick like it's the only thing you'll ever have," King mocked, driving his shaft in and out of my mouth.
All I did was glare at him with the passion of a murderer while trying not to get choked by his cock while he grinned fucking my poor mouth.

He seemed to really enjoy it. Especially when he started going rough and mercilessly as if my throat was made just for his huge dick. As if he owned ur Luke every other part of my body.

As his eyes shone brighter and brighter with devilish lust, the size of his cock grew another inch while being rammed into my mouth. His hands gathered my hair in a ponytail which he then used to hold my head in place.

There was no escaping even if I wanted to. Not unless I overpowered him; which was impossible given the huge difference between our strengths.

"Aaaaaa...rgh!" he moaned out in pure pleasure while exploding inside my mouth.
But even after he was done, he refused to release my head and just pressed my face into his hairy crotch, suffocating me.

A painful fire lit in my lungs.
Smacking his thighs to have him let go of me didn't work. He instead smashed my nose further on himself while cackling like the devil's messenger.
He was fucking enjoying torturing me like this.

"Swallow everything!" King groaned thrusting even though there was no room for it. I was already stuffed with his cock, leaving me no room to even take a single breath of air.
His big dick had expanded my throat so much that it was already starting to hurt, yet it still wasn't getting any smaller despite having orgasmed.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! This is so much fun!" King roared with excitement.

This cursed idiot. Did he plan to do it again?

Enraged, I clamped my teeth at his base, rendering him motionless in an instant.
Every sound vanished except for his loud breathing.

"You...you just bit me?!"
It was more of surprise than anger. "Does the blood down there taste good?" He was grinning, his hand brushing away the stray strands on my face. "Fuck it hurts! But it feels so fucking good!"

My teeth pulled out from his flesh, allowing blood to flow into my mouth.
Gawd!
I wanted to throw up that very second. But doing that would choke me to death.

With a crazed smile, he cupped the right side of my face. "Again!"

I glared at him taken aback. Did he actually mean...?
"Be a good girl and bite me again. If you don't, I might not let you breathe."

If this is what he wanted, I was more than willing to fulfill his twisted desire for the sake of my life. I would soon fail to hold my breath any longer. And if that happened, then death would not be too far away.

Summoning all the hatred I bore for him, I drove my teeth into his flesh, triggering a loud groan that had King's body stiffen.
"Fuuuuuck!"
Just as my teeth separated from his cock, something hot splurged down my throat. And no, it wasn't blood. Well, blood was included but whatever had gone down without my permission was King's cum.
He had came for the second time in less than five minutes apart because his dick had been bitten.

The disgust of stomaching so much cum and blood had my tummy stirring for all the wrong reasons. But at least he kept his word and released my head when he was done cumming.

Upon gaining freedom, I fell forward on my hands and started heaving and retching.
Everything I had consumed just now shot up my throat before being splashed out on the floor to make another disgusting mess.
Argh!
I wanted to due at this point.

While I fought for my useless life; trying to breathe and still not choke from puking, King had made himself comfortable on my bed, his pants already back up.
This bastard had no shame nor any humane bone in that body of his.
How could he grin at me so brightly after what he had done to me?

Sure his wounds were probably healed, but the blood would still be there. Or had I drunk everything?
I threw up some more just from thinking about it.

"I'm feeling generous today, Luna. Come here." He patted the space in front of him with the satisfied smile still plastered on that smug face of his. "I'll count to three. If you're not here when it's done, I'll just have to do it again. It was so fucking arousing. I'm still hard you know."

"F..." I couldn't speak.
The rough facefucking had probably bruised my voicebox. Even though it may have recovered, getting to work normally would not be like snapping my fingers.

"One."
King's grin widened unnaturally, giving him both a beautiful and terrifying appearance. He looked more crazy than the most insane person on Earth.

'Move!'
I attempted to pick myself up from the floor but collapsed when I was halfway.

"Two."

There was no other way, I had to crawl my way to him, managing to get there as he uttered, "One."

Without much effort, King pulled me from the bed to sit in his lap, warning my questioning scowl. "Look at you," he began, his right hand moving across my lips to wipe away whatever was there; cum or blood or both. "No one out there would believe that you're the Rora they loved and cherished. You look so disgraceful. Stripped of your dignity as a human to become my plaything. But I like it more like this."

The sparks in his mismatched eyes as he reminded me of my hellish reality made me want to poke his eyes with my fingers.
I wondered if he would heal if u just let my fingers stay in.

"What?" he asked suddenly pulling my back with his other hand. "Don't you want to get used by me? Then who do you want?"

With my condescending glare on, I placed my weak hands on his shoulders to lean forward till my lips were against his left ear. "Lu...ci...fer," u whispered slowly, making sure that the name sunk well in his brain.

There was a sudden inhale before the hand that was on my back grabbed and pulled my hair down, snapping my head up.
"Wrong answer."

His eyes were spitting flames of fury at me even as he closed the distance between our lips. "You should have said, no one," King whispered right before he buried his lips on mine, his hands in my hair and on my back, holding me as if he feared I would dash away from him.

This time, I did behave. I dared not bite him for I did not want to taste any more of his blood. Rusty and awful, it had to be one of the most disgusting things I had ever had.

"Luna," King breathed with a hint of disappointment. "If you don't kiss me like you kissed that lunatic, you can kiss today's medicine goodbye as well as your food. Tell me, will you bear all that pain?"

"I hate you," I whispered softly not to hurt my voicebox again.

He chuckled letting go of my hair. "You're a smart girl. You should have figured out by now that I want you all to myself. Sooner or later, I will make it a reality. I want to torture you at every chance I get as I have been doing. I want you to continue glaring at me with spite while I fuck you everywhere."

He placed his hand on my exposed thigh, then slowly slid it up, squeezing it between my legs. "Now, kiss me like I'm your god. Kiss me until you get wet," he instructed, shoving his hand deeper until his fingers touched my pussy. "I'll be examining."

I locked eyes with him.
'Do it even if you have to force yourself. Think of Lucifer. They all look alike, right?'

My hands quietly wound at the back of his neck, my ass shifting slightly to face him better. "I'll kill you someday." It was a promise. One I made just before ordering myself up to his taking like a sacrifice to a deity. My deity.