Seven Minutes

by A. Rayne

This novel is a work of fiction and contains content intended for a mature audience only. Due to explicit language, foul language, graphic depictions of sex, and other triggers it may not be suitable for all readers. -Thank you, A. Rayne & Leigh Rhodes.

Content warnings Blood play Knife play Anal play Rough sex Exhibitionism Voyeurism Edging Gagging Forced orgasms Is cum showers a thing? Idk but that’s in here. Squirting Light spit play Group scenes (ish) Drug and alcohol use

Hangovers, vomiting, someone possibly drugging your drink.

Can’t forget about unwanted pregnancy.

“You gonna be a good little slut for me and let me fuck you tonight?”

The pressure he adds to the blade makes more blood wilt on my white skin. His fingers following the blood. Almost as if He wants to rub it back into my skin but only marks me with it like he’s proud to be the one to make me bleed.

“Ah, Ah. Eyes on me Angel. No one gave you permission to look away.”

“What would I feel if I reached between your legs right now, Angel? Are you soaked for me? Did me dragging my blade against your pretty little skin make you wet?”

“Or is it the thought that I might take this blade and make you bleed a little more? Maybe take the handle and enter that pretty little pussy of yours, huh? Which one Angel?”

“Although I love how much this turns you on, angel. For what is going to happen next, I’ll need your full attention.”

“Relax your throat for me, angel.” “You look so pretty, gagging on my cock. With those tears running down your beautiful face.”

“Don’t even think about it, Angel. You do not have permission to touch yourself. Your pussy belongs to me now.”

“Who knew under that soft, innocent exterior was such a dark and kinky little thing.” My fingers continue to run slowly down her lower back until I reach her forbidden area and her body stiffens. “Anyone ever touched you here, angel?”

“I can’t wait to be inside you. And watch you come all over my cock, I want to leave my marks all over your skin. I want to hear you gasp for breath as you ride me.”

“Come here, Angel.” Crawling across the bed until I’m kneeling right next to him. Trying to ignore the other men in the room. “Come sit on my cock but face them.”

“I mean... That this, between us,” He motions his hand going from him to me. “I've never done this before. I've never wanted to have someone for myself more than I do with you. The thought of any other man touching you makes me want to keep you locked in my room.”