CHAPTER 2

...MARISSA...

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Maksim knelt before me, smirking as he parted my legs and cleaned me with his tongue. When he finished, he stood up, harshly biting my nipples with his teeth before walking out of the bathroom, instructing me to stay where I was.

I didn’t dare to move. Just a minute later, he returned with a knife in his hand. In the next moment, he pulled off his boxers, exposing himself. Gripping his dick, he began jerking it furiously, and I watched him, fascinated by his every move.

“Come here, Marissa,” he signaled with his hand holding the knife. Quickly, I made my way toward him. He stopped and grabbed my waist, lifting me onto the washbasin counter.

“Open your legs wider, baby, and spread those pretty pussy lips as wide as you can for me,” he commanded.

I did as he told me, inserting two fingers from each hand into my opening and pulling it wide. Pleased with my actions, he made a deep, throaty sound. Taking his dick in his hand, he made a cut at its head. Blood started to flow and a few drops fall on the floor too.

I watched the scene before me with pure fascination as he stepped towards me. Rubbing the blood all over his dick, he positioned himself and, in the next moment, thrust balls deep inside me.

"My pretty good girl, taking me so well," he praised, and I moaned louder.

He kissed my neck a few times, and pepper small kisses all over my breast. He squeezed my one nipple so harshly then he traced the knife on my breasts outlines, my breathing was fast and it became a lot faster when he suddenly make a cut on my nipple And start sucking the blood out of it. I screamed as he chew my nipples and grabbing his hair with so much effort I pulled his mouth away from my torchered nipple. He just looked at me then leaned down to took another one in his mouth but I was quick to put my hands on my bared chest, he just raised a brow then suddenly lifted me into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me back to the mirror. Lost in the pleasure he was giving me, I paid no attention to our reflection.

"Oh God," I moaned, but that wasn’t enough for him. He squeezed my ass cheek with one hand and, in the next moment, inserted a finger into my àsshole. Before I could catch my breath, he replaced it with the handle of the knife, pushing the whole seven-inch length inside. I screamed as tears sprang to my eyes.

It hurt so badly, but I knew Maksim didn’t like it when I complained, so I endured it.

"You remember that pretty Irish man?" he asked while brutally thrusting into my both openings.

"Y...es," I replied between moans. "He had the most delicious heart I ever tasted."

"really?. Did you truly like it, even though he was drowned in the lake for seven days?"

"Yes, I loved his flavor."

"Hmm."

"Maksim," I called out, and he quickly stopped his movements.

"Hmm?"

"I'm so bored of eating dead hearts."

"So what do you want to eat, then?"

"Maybe someone's dick or... maybe a beating heart."

He paused, his eyes darkening with a mix of curiosity and desire. "A beating heart?" he echoed, his voice low and dangerous.

"Yes," I whispered

Maksim pulled out of me slowly, leaving me gasping. He removed the knife handle from my ass, and I winced at the sudden emptiness.

"Stay here," he commanded. "Don't move."

I nodded, my body still trembling as He walked out of the bathroom, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the lingering sensation of his brutal touch.

Minutes later, he returned, carrying something wrapped in a cloth. "I wanted to give you this in the morning as our anniversary gift but..." He placed the bundle on the counter and unwrapped it slowly, revealing a small, beating heart encased in a clear plastic bag.

"This is from the morgue," he said, his voice calm and measured. "Fresh from a car accident victim. It’s still beating due to a preservation method I’ve been experimenting with."

I stared at the heart, mesmerized by its rhythmic pulsations. "Maksim, is this for me?"

"Yes, Marissa. For you." He handed me the bag, watching intently as I held it in my trembling hands.

"eat it while it still beats." he ordered and With shaky hands, I opened the bag and the smell of blood reached to my nostrils, I closed my eyes in euphoria as I lifted the heart to my lips. The sensation of the warm, pulsating flesh against my tongue was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I bit into it, savoring the taste and the rush of power that came with each heartbeat.

Maksim watched me, his eyes filled with a mix of pride and hunger. "Good girl," he murmured. "You’re perfect."

As I consumed the heart, I felt a deep connection to Maksim.

When it was done, I looked up at him, my mouth stained with blood. He leaned in and kissed me, the taste of the blood and flesh mingling with our shared passion.

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