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《 Monsters aren’t born, they’re Made 》
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[# SEASON TWO
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By, ✿ฺ Author Indigo Raine ✿ฺ
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©Copyright 2023 [?? ℕ?? ℂ?ℙ? ?ℝ ℝ?ℙ???]
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Genre(s): Dark Romance, Forbidden, Mafia.
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Theme: Sometimes water is better than blood.
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[# Chapter Forty-Two | ℝ?????+
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“You’re adorable,” Meira cupped Neon’s cheeks and squished while he blinked up at her with priceless innocent, lips soon curving upward to form a cute smile. “You have pretty lips, Zayde.”
“You think so?” he held her wrists, caressing them with his thumbs.
“Yes. They look pink and healthy. So plush and pretty. I love them. They look really good!” she stole a kiss from him and giggled as he grinned.
“Snow,” he whispered, their foreheads touching, “My lips look good… But they taste better.”
Her cheeks become pinkish-red instantly. “You have such a way with words. You’re a such a smooth-talker, I bet a lot of girls wanted you in Mexico.”
“I’ve seen women k!ll themselves and other women to prove their love for me. You’re right,” he bit her bottom lip lightly and nibbled on it. “A lot of the women did want me, but I didn’t want them. I stayed faithful to you. I distracted myself from the temptations the Spanish women gave by practicing how to aim and hit without miss. You’re the love of my life, I wouldn’t dream of giving away this ÇOçk. It’s all yours baby, don’t worry, no other family has gotten it since we met.”
“Neon… Are you telling me you stayed faithful for five years? You really and truly didn’t have intercourse with another woman?” Meira was in disbelief. Zayde is an extremely handsome man with an attractive and appealing voice–it was no doubt that he hand hundreds, if not thousands, of women at his disposal. Yet, he chose to not even touch one all because of her. “I don’t believe you.”
“Meira, I’m a drug Kingpin. When I and the Sicarios are at the hideouts placed around Mexico women are always there. They strip naked and dance for us, pleasure us, they do anything we say and allow us to do anything we want with them. A lot have tried to seduce me, but I was born a stubborn motherFüçker. I could have cheated if I wanted to but I love and respect you too much to do even think about doing that.”
Neon peeled her hands off his feet and raised one of her legs, he kissed above her knee and smiled.
“I was a playboy, Füçkboy, manwh*re, wh@tëver you want to call me. I Füçked three quartz of the girls in Arkville, and I Füçked every female teacher in Arkville High. Sometimes I was paid to d_1ck down women whether married, divorced, single, taken, or wh@tëver. I just knew I was having a lot of s*x when I should have been studying. That all changed when I laid eyes on you, my heart skipped a beat the first time I looked into your eyes. I think about you every day, every second, and worry about you,” he placed a kiss on her collarbone and wrapped his arms around her waist in a strong hold. “I never said anything or made any moves because Ryat has a thing for you too. I don’t mind sharing you with him, I love my friends too much to let one girl come between us. You all mean a lot me.”
Meira smiled, her heart warmer than the sun. She brushed her fingers threw his hair. “I believe you, Neon. I’m just surprised you didn’t know you and I were at the same school.”
“I’m antisocial. Not a fan of hanging out with people, nor do I like going out in public unless I have to. To be frank, I’m really Füçking shy,” he buried his face in her br**sts and she laughed. “I’m not kidding. Everywhere I go people just look at me and I h@të it. I can’t walk around in peace. Women always create a fuss about me too. I’m glad people find me attractive but seriously, they don’t have to stare so much. It makes me blush.”
Meira couldn’t stop laughing at him, this side of Neon is truly shocking–but there is some truth to his words. He’s always energetic when around his friends, making jokes and acting kind of crazy, but in public he’s awkward and doesn’t talk to people–either that or he’s very aggressive towards people he doesn’t isn’t very familiar with.
“But Neon, you’re a Cartel leader now. Interacting with humans is a part of your job.”
“Exactly why I always keep a poker-face to avoid showing how absolutely irritating talking to people is. Humans make me sick. I Füçking h@të socializing,” he presses a kiss to one of her br**sts. “The worst part is when I’m sitting alone and some random stranger sits next to me and starts talking about their day, their life, and their pet. Like, ma’am, sir, I don’t care about your life if you’re ain’t talkin’ money or ways to make money get the Füçk away from me, goddammit.”
Meira bursted into heartwarming laughter, Neon groaned into her skin and grumbled. She rubbed his back, unable to stop laughing at him.
“Stop laughing at me it’s not funny,” he frowned.
“You’re really good at hiding emotions, I will give you that,” she fell back on the bed still laughing, when she cooled down she looked up to see him glaring at her with a bit of pink on his cheeks. “Oh my God are you blushing? Neeeeeooooon is blushing! I can’t believe it, the great El Santé of the Paloma Cartel is blushing. Aw!”
“This is why you will never grow any further, you little midget,” he hissed and looked away.
“Midget? I’m not a midget don’t insult my height you giraffe!” she grabbed a pillow and used it to hit him but he caught it while laughing. He pushed her back down on the bed and threw the pillow across the room, smirking devilishly at her. “Neon why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?” he raised a brow, seductively biting his bottom lip. “I just feel kinda hungry.”
“Then go eat. The kitchen is downstairs, I think,” she rolled her eyes.
“It is, but what I want to eat is here, between your thighs.”
Her eyes widened. “Wait, what–”
Neon dragged her to the end of the bed and dragged the sheet covering her body, he kneeled and placed her legs on his shoulders. “I almost forgot I promised to eat you out as part of the aftercare. Baby, just sit back and relax while I baptise in your thighs ’til it hurts. If I ever die I wanna do it by drowning in your p**sy. I mean it.”
“B-but Neon! That’s…that’s…” the thought turned her on, but she still felt that it was wrong. “You don’t have to do this I’m okay. I can just shower.”
“You either lay down and keep quiet, or allow me to chain you to the bed,” he warned, swiping his long t*ngue over his upper then lower lip.
“Fine,” she agreed and relaxed on the bed. She felt Neon kissing her inner thighs, sparks of pleasure lit across the places his lips touched, but then he rolled his tongue out of his mouth and played with her çlit with the tip. The jolt of unbelievable pleasure had her crawling back but he gripped her thighs and pulled her right back on his face.
She didn’t know how he did it, but he moved the hood of her çlit played and played directly with the nub. White images flashed through her mind as she found herself gripping the shoes and arching her back higher than ever before. “Oh. My. God. Neon…y-your t-t*ngue–” she fisted his hair and tried to push him off, finding it overwhelming.
“I haven’t even started yet,” he chuckled and closed his mouth on her p**sy. He was staring into her eyes as his t*ngue darted to her çlit and to her opening at the speed of light, then he slowed down and plunged in deeply. His t*ngue moving inside her like a snake.
“Ah! Holy Sh|t–” Meira flinched, her mouth wide open in shock. “Wait! Wait! Wait! Hold on! Hold on–Aah!” he moved his mouth, s**ked finger off and pushed it inside her while he s**ked on her çlit. His eyes never straying from her, not once.
Meira soaked the bed with her wetness, everything he did lured liquids from her willing p**sy. Her heart pounding against her chest, mind going blank. She cried out to heaven as she gripped the sheets, tears running from her eyes from how amazingly good it felt to be eaten out.
“Oh God… Oh God… Oooh God… It feels so good,” she held Neon’s head, his mouth still hungrily s**king on her çlit until she exploded all over his fingers and hand. “Ow!” as she released he slapped her çlit with two fingers. “Ah! Mmmh!”
“Bad girl. Did I say you could come? You’ve wasted all that cvme I planned on swallowing, how Füçking dare you?” he slapped it a little harder and rubbed it in a circle, he felt her çlit throbbing wildly under his fingertips. “Your p**sy is so wet I could slide my d_1ck in and you wouldn’t feel a thing. Baby, would you like Papi to Füçk you?”
“Yes! Yes Papi! Yes! Yes! Yes! Please Füçk me!” Meira bucked her hips, the slaps on her çlit making pleasure shoot through her. “Please do it!”
“Hmm, not yet. Be patient,” he chuckled and kissed her thigh. “Now let’s try that again, and you’re gonna come inside my mouth this time. Understood?”
“Yes Papi. I understand!” she bit her finger, her other hand already grabbing the sheet.
Neon went down on her again, this time sliding his t*ngue up and down between her lips. He held Meira in place not wanting her to run off as he s**ked and nibbled on her çlit directly before pushing his t*ngue into her warm, ready hole. She welcomed him without delay. He didn’t complain when both of her hands tangled themselves in his hair as he began s**k her out until she cried and begged God to forgive her for all her sins.
It took everything in him not to laugh.
“Oh my God! Oh my God!” she repeated over and over again as she grinded on Neon’s face, pushing her hips forward and her p**sy further into his mouth. Her legs were wide open and her back arched. She was beating her fist on the bed, trying to pull away before his skilful mouth ended her.
“Oh Zayde! I can’t take it anymore, p-please!” she whined on his mouth, pushing his head deeper.
Meira soon felt an 0rg@zm coming, one she knew would make her beyond weak. Still, she chased it by Füçking Neon right back as his t*ngue Füçked her. And soon, the 0rg@zm she anticipated arrived and every drop of cvm she produced went straight into Neon’s mouth–he shamelessly swallowed every drop. Meira fell back on the bed with her braincells all frazzled out and burned beyond fixing, she would never recover from this–????.
“Oh, Füçk,” Neon wiped away the come that dripped down the corner of his lips, he s**ked his fingers afterward. “That was amazing. You taste delightfully delicious, my sweet little sl*t.”
When he saw the state she was in the chuckled, almost bursting into laughter. “My, my. Look at what a mess you’ve made, baby girl. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You got come all over my sheets and floor. Did you like Papi eating you that much?”
She nodded with the bit of strength she had left, finding it strange how she still wanted more.
“Tell me, Snow, would you still like me put my ÇOçk in you?” Neon pulled his pants down and brought out his massive ÇOçk, precvm beaded at the top. He squeezed it and let it drop on her abdomen. He started stroking himself, while smiling at her.
“Y-yes, Papi,” Meira looked at him, tired but excited. “Please put it in me. I want it…so, so bad.”
“Naughty girl,” he chuckled. “You’re such a sl*t.”
Neon rubbed tight circles on her çlit with his thumb and teased her entrance with the bulbous pink head of his ÇOçk. She Mõ@ned and widened her legs, biting her bottom lip while holding her thighs open. “I apologize for earlier, went a bit too hard. I’ll tone it down, for you my love.”
He slapped his ÇOçk on her çlit and she Mõ@ned again. “Stop teasing me and put it in. Please, Zayde.”
“The next time we Füçk you’re gonna s**k this ÇOçk before taking it into your little p**sy,” he squeezed her br**sts, and then her n!ppl£s. “You have to be patient baby girl. Patience is key.”
“I h@të you,” she held his cheeks and kissed him before he straightened his back and held his ÇOçk at her hole again.
“I h@të you too, my love,” he pushed inside, slowly making his way into her. “Füçk,” he cursed, throwing his head back, running hand threw his hair with the other held her left thigh down as he slowly th-ru_st in.
Meira’s p**sy gave an approving throb, her walls s**king him right in until he filled her up–but he wasn’t b@lls deep. “Oh, Papi…huhh, it feels good.”
“Oh, yeah?” he pulled out halfway, the pushed back in again. “I love the way I feel inside you. We should Füçk more often,” he gently rubbed her çlit, it was enough to have her whining her hips.
“Zayde…”
“Baby.”
“Faster…please, go faster.”
“As you wish,” he placed one hand on her hip and pulled back out again before slamming his ÇOçk backi inside. She jerked awake. He came back out again, and rammed his ÇOçk deep inside her–she screamed and out her hands on his stomach. He ripped them off with his other hand and held them as he began to Füçk her faster, and faster, and faster. At some point holding her legs up as he concentrated on making her loudly Mõ@n his name. “That’s it, baby, keep screaming my name.”
“Oh! Oh God! Ah! Oh! Z-zayde!” she Mõ@ned, enjoying his fast and deep he was going–but she missed how hard he went earlier. “Harder!” she said loudly, not even realizing that she’d done it.
“Your wish is my command,” he placed one knee on the bed and her leg on his hip. Neon had the ankle of her othef leg in his hand in the aid, his free hand covered her mouth–when her eyes went wide he simply smiled. “Just trust me, baby girl.”
His th-ru_sts became faster, harder, and deeper. So deep here womb shook every time he rammed in, Meira scratched his arms, eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her br**sts bounced on her chest as he Füçked her hard, and rough. It felt so good a third 0rg@zm was already building up. She put her arms around his neck and threw her head back deep into the bed, she clawed his shoulders.
“Snow,” Neon said in a strained voice above her. “Mei, I love you, and…I always will.”
He kissed her forehead. One hard th-ru_st later and he was hurriedly pulling out to come on her, the whitish substance spraying on her stomach and chest. Meira shivered uncontrollably from the 0rg@zm, her p**sy dripping with warm cvm. She fell flat on the bed, completely tired and worn out.
“Baby,” he cooed softly, also feeling tired. “Don’t worry, go to sleep, I’ll clean up.”
She could only nod sleepily, soon drifting off.
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In the penthouse at the very top of the highest building in the city, a man wistfully looked into the see of colorful lights. A growing ache in his heart. He placed one hand on the clear floor-to-ceiling window, and slowly balled it into a fist, before rearing back and punching it with brute force. White cracks immediately forced on the window but it didn’t break. The man ignored the bleeding on his knuckles and went to sit down on a Rosewood chair, a half empty bottle of Bourbon on the table next to it.
He miserably bounced one leg under the table, impatient and hella annoyed. The man opened his jacket, dug into a pocket and removed a photo. It had seven people in it with two of them having red exes over their faces.
“Neon. Venom. Korpse. Bandit. Satan. Lucifer.”
And the last one was him, Carnage.
However, he now goes by the name Lord Lucifer.
“Five years. It has been five years since they’ve taken me from my loved ones,” he said, touching their faces with a dark and cold heart. “Little Dove, my sweet girl,” he sighed, “I can only cross my fingers and hope Neon returned before I did so he can take good care of you in my absence.”
A lock on the door beeped, a red light flashing. A voice soon said from the speaker. “Lord Lucifer, sir, is everything alright in there?”
‘Things have never been alright since I left five years ago,’ he said inwardly. “Marcello. I’m going to Arkville for a vacation very soon, whether or not my superiors approve. Book the finest hotel there. I must return to my family, it’s been long.”
“Yes, sir. Is there any other request you have?”
“No. You may leave,” Ryat tucked the picture back inside and sighed. “I’m coming home, boys, I have not forgotten you guys, nor Little Dove.”
His new Italian accent was clear and unmistakable, but the need in his heart to see them again was overwhelming.
Arkville’s Nightmare is on his way home.
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