《Running Away From Love || Ongoing》28~ Church
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A church.
We are at a freaking church.
Damon's words go through my mind like replay.
I shake my head, and look up at the sky, "do you hate my God?" I whisper, "come on," Damon grabbed my hand, we slowly walked in, we put our guns up, "I see light coming from the back rooms," Damon mutters, I look to my left and see a light.
"Ok," we make our move to the back, when we go to the back we see a door, I peek through the door and I see a girl, "it's a she," I tell him, Damon nods with a hum, "let's go in," Damon pulls on my shirt backing me up.
Damon goes in front of me, and he kicks down the door. The girl gets up from the floor, with a knife if her hands, "drop the knife," I say, she shakes her head, Damon gives me a look, and puts his gun down, "I would listen to her," Damon mutters, "go fuck yourself," anger build in me.
I go over to her, and she tries to stab me, but I grab her hand, "do talk to him like that," and then I break her hands, she cries and goes down to the floor.
I bend down, "how many kids did you sale?" I ask, tears spill down her face, when she does not answer I grab the knife and put it to her throat, "tell me," I demand, she cries, I dig the knife in her throat, "I don't know I lost count after 300," I good at Damon, who is looking at her with a disgusted face, "you know you're sick?" I tilt my head.
But I don't give her a chance to answer I just slit her throat. Blood goes down her skin, she chokes making blood spill more. I watch the light die from her eyes and she falls to the floor.
I throw the knife down.
I turn around and Damon looks at me with a smirk, "that was hot," he whispered.
I ignore the hotness going around my body and walk out of the room, when I got out of the door I turn around and pull him by his suit and roughly kiss him. Damon kissed me back pulling me closer to his body.
I can feel his erosion on my lower stomach, I feel my underwear get drenched, Damon backs me up into where the preachers preach at, I moan in his mouth, Damon sneaked his tongue in my mouth, his hands go down my but and lifts me up, I wrap my legs around his waist.
I pull on his suit and takes it off, the hits the floor, I reach for his belt, "are you sure?" He rasps against my lips, I nod, "yes," I breath, Damon smirks against my lips. Damon hand goes up my waist to my shirt, he pulls it off, the cold air hits my skin making me shiver.
Damon grey eyes explore my chest, he reaches in the back and unclips my bra making it fall to the floor, I feel his grow more underneath me, "cazzo, sei così bella," (fuck, you're so beautiful) he grinds on me, my clit thunders harder making me wet more, I let out a sigh.
Damon unbuttons my pants, he pulls them down, "get on the floor," he demeaned, I breath and get on the floor, I lay on my back, and I watch as he gets on his knees, "comes closer, Angelo," he whispers, raspy. I move closer to him, and he grabs my thighs.
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He beds down and I feel his breath on my wet center, my eyes flutter close, he slowly pulls down my lace underwear with his teeth, I start to pant, Damon kissed down my stomach, I raise my hips higher, "patients, Angelo, patients," he ran his finger up my slit.
I choke on my breath; I feel his cold rings against my clit, "oh, fuck," I buck my hips when he rubbed my clit with his ring, "Alaska, Angelo. How much do you love this?" He thrust two fingers in me, as he continues to rub my clit with his skull ring, "s-so much," I choke on a moan.
He leans down to my ear, "are you ready to pray to me?" he licked my jawline, I whimper, "yes," I say my eyes slam shut, I moan loudly when I feel his rings scrap my walls, "oh God," I moan, "that's a good girl," my hands go on his chest, my body moves as he thrust his fingers in me, "oh," I moan louder and louder as he hits my sweet spot.
"Damon," I throw my head back crying when he curled his fingers in me, I dig my nails into his abs making him hiss, Damon kissed between me tits, he licks up to my neck.
I feel my stomach ache more, "I'm close," I moan, Damon hums.
I gasp my back arched off of the floor when I came, "fuck, fuck, fuck," I chant when Damon does not stop finger fucking me, "oh my God," I cried, Damon smirks, "are you praying to me, Angelo?" I nod, "words," he demands, "y-yes," I cried.
Damon finally let my orgasm come to an end.
I sigh my legs shaking around him. "I want to taste you," he muttered and went down my body. I gasp when he kissed my clit and pulled on my clit ring, he wrapped his lips around my clit, I moan, my hands find his hair and I pull on it.
I rock my hip riding his face, Damon groans sending vibration up my body, my legs shake on either side on his head.
He thrust his tongue in my pussy, "fuck, your so wet," Damon mutters, his nails dig into my skin, making me whimper. He eats me out like it is the last meal he is going to fucking have, I moan whimper me leg shake, and my body feels like it is going to fall apart at any given time.
After a few minutes I was coming on his mouth with a loud cry.
Damon gets out of between my legs, I see my cum on his lips, he licks his lips and groans, "fuck you taste so good.
The he reached in the back of his pants and pulled out his gun, my mouth drops open and dries up, Damon looks up at me with a smirk, "you want me to fuck you with a gun?" He trails it down my stomach, I nod still looking at the gun, he turns it off of safety.
Fear strikes me, but I feel more wetness go down my thighs, he takes his belt off and drop the gun, my mouth waters, "gives me your hands," he orders, I do. I give him my hands and he tie them; he ties the belt to a bar; I look up and I see a cross above my head.
Lord forgive me.
Damon picks up the gun and out it between my legs, "fuck, Angelo, your so wet," he ran the tip of the gun up my slit, I moan my eyes rolling in the back of my head, "relax, Angelo, I'm not going to hurt you," he cupped my jaw, I feel my body relax, "come on Damon," I lift my hips. He smirks and puts the gun at my entrance.
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I scream when he thrust the gun in my pussy, I try to move my arms, but I can't, I pant, clenching around the gun. Damon groans, "fucking hell, Alaska," his voice is gravely, I feel my walls stretch out from the gun, "God," I moan, Damon smiles, I blush realizing what I just said.
Damon moved the gun out, I whimper, then he pushed the gun back in, I cried, "fuck, Damon, I can't," tears go down my face, "be a good girl and take it," he whispers, whipping the tears off of my cheeks.
I can take it.
Hopefully.
I breath in and out, relaxing myself, "let me know when I can move it," Damon said, I nod.
After a few minutes the pain went down, "ok, I'm ready," I tell Damon. My whole body jerks when he pulled the gun out and thrust it back in, I whimper, a moan came out of my mouth as he fucks me with the gun faster and harder.
"You like this? Me fucking you with the gun, I can feel your pussy clench every time I put the gun in you pussy," his word make me clench. My writ burns from the belt.
He tilts the gun more in me, hitting my sweet spot, I cried out, his thumb finds my clit and tarts rubbing it.
My orgasm coms around, "I'm going to-" my words drift into a moan when I came. A scream comes out of my mouth. "Good girl, cum on my gun," I tug on the belt.
He does not let my orgasm come to an end, I feel another one come after my first one, "how many orgasm did you make when you touched yourself when I was not there?" A blush comes on my cheeks. When I don't answer him, he wraps his hand around my throat, "tell me," he tightens his grip.
Damon goes to my ear, "tell. Me," he bites out. I whimper my pussy clenching at his voice. "Eight," I choke out, Damon chokes out, "you already had two, so six more to go," my eyes widen at his words.
Fuck, I'm not going to walk at all tomorrow...
I cried as he starts to fuck me, but faster and harder with the gun, "oh God, Damon," I cried, "it is pretty when you pray for me," Damon rasped, "good," I smirk, "next time I would for you to pray to me," I say, Damon kissed me, I kiss him back roughly, "I would love to do that for you," he breathes, "you love when I'm on my knees for you," Damon bites my lip, "licking your pussy like a lollypop, tugging on your clit ring. It makes you wet," my eyes almost roll in the back of my head at his words.
"Yes, I do," I spoke.
I moan feeling close, I gasp, moan, cry, whimper at everything he does to me.
He goes in my neck and sucks on it, I kiss his bare shoulder and bite it. A whimper came out of his mouth making me clench.
He has a biting kink.
I smile and bit harder, he moans and pushes the gun farther in me, I whimper and let go of him, I see my bite mark on his shoulder. "You have a biting kink," II smirk, Damon rolls his eyes, "and you like to have a gun in your pussy," he shoots back, I blush hard, my body gets hot.
Bitch.
Damon smirks, as he sees my face, "are you close?" He asked, I nod. My mouth drops, as he fucks me with the gun,
My wrist burns as it rubs against the rope at every thrust and, he takes one of my nipples in his mouth, I moan lowly as he pulls on it, I throw my head back against the soft floor. Damon spread my legs more apart, my kneed hit the floor.
I moan at the new position, the guns hits the right spot in my that makes my legs shake harder, "I'm coming," I whimper.
I let out a scream as I came, Damon pressed his large hand on my stomach, I cried "oh God," I sigh when I came down from my orgasm, Damon kissed me, as he still thrusting the gun in me.
I'm on my fifth hand orgasm and I feel like I could faint, "are you ok, Angelo?" He asked running his hands through my soft brown hair, I feel sweat go down my body, I nod, "good," I say breathless, "give me three more, Angelo can you do that?" I lick my dry lips, "yes, my love, I can," I spoke.
He kissed me as he slowly put the gun in my pussy, I moan at the fullness it gives me. This time me fucks me slowly, Damon's hands go to the back of my head, "I love you," he told me, I smile a little before kissing him, "I love you too, my love," I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, I bet he can feel mine at how fast it is beating.
After a few minutes my orgasm comes and goes as fast as it came, and then another one and one more.
Damon pulls the gun out, "you did so good, Angelo," he told me, I smile, he goes to my hands and untied them, he rubs my wrist making the pain go down, sigh, "thanks," I whisper.
Damon unbuttoned his pants, my heart leaps out of my chest into my throat, "you want to have me?" He asked before he took his pants off. As sore as I am already, I wanted to say no, but I want to have him so bad it hurts, "yes," I choke out. He smirked and took off his pants.
Next, he takes off his underwear and my eyes drop to his big and thick cock. I clench around nothing. He is hard making him bigger and thicker.
He drops to his knees and goes on top of me, I feel his tip at my entrance, "you sure you want this?" He cupped my cheek, "yes, please," I whimper, he smiles.
My mouth opens when he pushes the tip in me, "relax, Angelo," he spread my legs more, and pushes in me more, I choke on air when he thrust in me, a scream left me lips, "s-shit," I cried, tears go down my face.
It hurt so good,
He pushes in me more then stops, "let me know when I can move, Angelo," he hissed in my neck, I whimper nodding, I can't fucking talk at how far he is in me.
I can feel him in my fucking upper stomach.
After few minutes, I can feel the pain go down but never going away, the pleasure is too strong that it is taking over the pain.
I garb Damon's jaw making him look at me, "you can move," I tell him, he nods, "I'll take it slow," I go in his neck as he pulls all the way out and pushes in me in a quick thrust. Tears go down my face more, "oh God," I dig my nails into his shoulder, he hissed in pain, "that's a good girl. Pray for me," he grabbed me by the neck, and fucks me harder.
My head throws back in a scream. Damon fucks me like an animal.
My legs shake my core hurts, but I take it, cause it feels so good to take it, I look up in teary eyes, and see Damon looking down at me, with those grey eyes that I love so much, "you take me so good, Angelo. That shows you are make for me, and only me," he tightens his grab around my throat, I smile, "and you are made for me," I buck my hips.
Damon smirks, "touch yourself," he orders, I read between my thighs and wrap my finger around my clit, "you feel how wet you are?" I nod. I can see wetness, and I can feel our cum mixed together, "I can feel both of our cum," I close my eyes, "what else do you feel?" He said breathlessly.
I stuck in a breath when he hits that spot in me, "I can feel you hit that spot in me that makes my legs shake," I tell. Damon takes my hand away from my pussy and tangles our hands together above our hands. I tilt my head back when he lays soft kisses up my throat.
Both our bodies are covered in sweat, I can hear our skin slapping together at each thrust he takes.
My tits brush against his chest, he takes one of them and pulls on them, I whimper, digging my long nails into his hand. "you're not hurting me, Angelo," he mutters against my nipple, I clench my jaw, "damn I really wanted to," I laugh, but then cry when he slams into me, my whole body jerks up, "fuck you, Damon," I groan out, he bites my ear, "you already are, Angelo," he chuckles.
Bitch.
I clench around him shooting him a glare, he groans burying his face in my tits.
I smile at his pain. Then he slams into me again making me clench around him and my back arched off of the floor, his hands put me back down. Both of my hand is still with his and up above my head.
Then my orgasm ripped inside of me, I cried, "fucking hell, Damon!" I screamed out, Damon groans. Damon puts my shaky legs around his waist and continued to fuck my damn soul out of me.
My poor legs....
Another orgasm comes up after the other one, "cazzo, sei così stretto," (fuck, you're so tight) he mutters in Italian.
He fucks me more faster and harder, my tits bounce at the movement, "hold it," he tells me knowing I'm close, I whimper, Damon kissed me softly, I kiss him back, I bit his bottom, he opens his mouth and I put my tongue in his mouth, he sucks on it.
Damon rolls his hips hitting the right spot, I choke, "I can't hold it," I whisper against his mouth, he nods, "yes you can, I know you can," he releases my hands and I drug them down his chest, he hissed out.
I can hold it.
Damon's cock fills me so much I feel full on the inside and outside.
My eyes roll in the back of my head, "cum, Angelo, all over my cock," his words makes me get butterflies from head to my feet. A broken scream left my lips, "oh my God, Damon!" I cried out, "fuck, get on your knees," he rasped and pulls out of me, I whimper.
I get up my face turn into pain as I feel burring in between my legs as I get on my knees, "good girl," he puts my hair up in a ponytail, "open that pretty mouth of yours," he ran his thumb across my swollen lips. He puts his cock in my mouth making me gag.
Even all the way down my throat he still does not fit all the way in my mouth, my jaw hurts at how big he is, I wrap my hands around his cock that I couldn't fit in my mouth, he groans darkly, and pulls my hair pulling him out of my mouth, and then he puts it back in, I choke on him.
He tilts his head back, I see his Adam apple bob up and down, I close my eyes breathing through my nose, I hollow my cheeks out. I feel hot liquid go down my throat, Damon lets out a dark moan, I feel my pussy clench.
When he was done he pulls out of my mouth, I swipe my thumb getting the cum that feel on my chin and lick it off of my thumb.
I fall back into the ground my eyes flutter close, Damon looks around and he sees a bathroom, e grabs his shirt and cleanc himself up, he puts back on his boxers and pants, he goes to the bathroom and I hear the water running, he comes back and gets on his knees.
I gasp when he cleans he up, my legs wont quit shaking, Damon has to hold them down to clean me up. When he is done he looks up at me, "you have to go use the bathroom, Angelo," I groan shaking my head, "I'll carry you," he picks me up bride style and carrys me to the bathroom, he sets me down at the toilet, "turn around," I demande, "Alaska I just seen everything," I shoot him a glare and his eyes widen and turns around.
After I used the bathroom he carries me back to my clothes, "help," I whisper, Damon smile showing his dimple.
DAmon puts on my underwear, "no bra," I say as he pickes it up, he nods and outs it back down, he gies me my shirt, and I put it on, I look down at my still shakey legs, "you want to keep your pants off, we are just going home?" I nod, he smiles and picks me up and takes me to the car.
When we got home Damon puts a suit coat over me. The door opens, "finally where the bloody hell have you been" Bella's voice trails off as she locks eyes with me, then see my legs shaking under the coat, she smirks, "oh, I see," I blush.
Then Kat comes in the room.
Fuck me sideways.
Kat looks at me then Damon then her mom, "mommy why are her legs shaking?" I have to dig my face into Damon's chest not let anyone see my red face.
Bella eyes widen, "she's cold, младенец,' (baby) Kat nod, "Я хочу есть" (I'm hungry) Kat chirps, Bells nod, "let's go get you someing to eat," she takes her hands, I get out of Damon's chest, and I see Bella smirking at me then she winks.
I let out a breath, "let's go to bed, I'm tired," I lay against his chest. Damon chuckles and takes me to the bedroom; he lays me down on the bed. He takes off his clothes and gets in bed with me. He pulls me closer, and I feel his already hard cock in my ass.
My eyes about burst out of my brain.
How is he hard already?
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