Opal
I let him take my body with that gemstone. But more than that I was enjoying it. It felt cold inside of me. Like ice. So cold it was almost painful but not quite.
And the entire time he didn’t take his eyes from where he was pushing it in and out of me.
“You look so beautiful like this.” As always his voice was soothing. He always spoke to me like that. Like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. It was what made me trust him. Because I knew how much he treasured me. That he would never do anything to hurt me.
“I love watching you come apart Opal, I love it almost as much as I love being the one that makes you lose control.”
I could feel him press it into me harder. His movements becoming more frenzied.
“Almost.” He growled suddenly. One thick finger pressed again
