Chapter 18
Oh, God.
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I scooted back on my butt, my eyes quickly darting around for anything I could use as a weapon. There was an empty bottle lying on the floor, but it was a little far from me.
If I could reach it…
“My cock will be down your pussy before you get to it,” the asshole chuckled, drawing my attention back to him.
A frustrated tear rolled down my cheek, and it got worse when he dropped to his knees in front of me.
“Please!” I choked out, the word tasting like ash on my tongue.
He reached for my hands, wanting to yank them down my chest. I tried to resist, but I must’ve forgotten how strong he was as he yanked them down.
“You don’t get to cover any part of you in front of me.” His voice dropped to a near–whisper, his eyes devouring the sight of my breasts before him. “They’ve always been mine, Rali.”
I hated when he said those words. I have never and will never be his! Although now, I knew better than to say them out.
My legs were firmly pressed together, blocking any view to my core.
God, I felt sick. His hands on me, him being so close to me.
I couldn’t do this.
I tried to scoot away again, but he held my hands firmly and leaned in towards me. “This will happen, no matter what you do.”
“But I don’t want this. Please.”
Shoving me gently, my spine hit the ground. I flinched and tried to sit up so I could attempt going away again, but he was already on me, pinning me down with his body as his knees slid between my legs.
Jesus–fucking–Christ!
Now I was certain I was going to pass out.
“No! Get away from me!!” I threw my hands at him, hitting him anywhere I could. But if I wasn’t sure they were my hands, I’d have thought he was being hit with feathers, because he didn’t even react to it but instead, effortlessly grabbed and brought them to his chest.
I tried to free my hands from his, but it was useless. And God, I hated how he kept them to his chest, right on the black shirt that’s probably been stained with blood before.
“I’ve read your notes, Rali,” he said calmly. “I know how you fantasize about having your first time sex in a charming and unforgettable way.”
He locked my hands with one hand and used the other to touch my cheek. “I have decided to honour this one wish of yours. I’ll be your first, Rali, and when I fuck you, make you come with my cock buried deep in your cunt, it’ll be the best thing you’ll ever feel. It might be so good, you’ll scream my name.”
I hated the heat that rushed all the way to my core, trying to conjure stupid images. He was in my head, painting horrors with honeyed words.
No.
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Chapter 18
“If I’m ever screaming your name, it’ll be me telling you to die.” The words were out before I could
stop
them.
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He laughed–dark and hollow, like it had crawled from some place void of light. I flinched from the sound.
“Dear Rali.” He moved his finger down my cheekbone. “I’d kill me if only you’d be waiting for me on the other side. You don’t know it, but I’m ready to do anything you want, as long as it doesn’t involve being away from you.”
stomach.
Before I could process his stupid words, he released my hands and rolled me onto my
“So, tonight,” his hand tangled into my hair and yanked. “I’ll be claiming one of your holes.”
Horror filled me.
No. No. It couldn’t be what I thought.
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