Page 149 of The Cute Psycho

His other hand comes up of its own accord, his palm fitting itself around my breast as he feels his way around my flesh.

I lower his hand even more, pushing it between my legs to find me dripping wet for him.

He blinks rapidly, his fingers brushing against my clit in a slow motion. I release a whimper at the sudden touch, watching his rapt expression as he explores my pussy, one finger playing with my entrance before dipping in.

But his hand is soon gone as he brings his fingers to his nose, inhaling my scent before placing them in his mouth and sucking them.

There's still no recognition in his eyes, but as he becomes more reactive, I become bolder, trailing my hands down his chest until I reach his erection.

Pupils dilated, his lips part as I circle my fingers around his girth, stroking him.

"Come back to me, Vlad," I whisper. His head whips back at my words, his hand shooting forward and wrapping itself around my neck. In less than a second, I'm on my back, his body looming over me as he settles between my legs, his cock twitching against my stomach.

His nostrils flare as he lowers his head to my face, breathing in deeply. A growl escapes him, his teeth bared as he licks my skin. He continues to explore the flesh just beneath my jaw, his nose nuzzling, his wet tongue trailing behind. Like an animal, he's trying to determine my identity by smell and taste.

Blood clings to my hair and my body as he pushes me further into the floor, the liquid staining my skin and making it sticky as I move around.

"Come back to me." I continue to lull him back with my voice, my hand caressing his hair as he continues the exploration with his mouth.

Out of nowhere, his big hands grab my ass, spreading my legs further to accommodate his hips.

I don't even get to speak as he dives forward, impaling me on his cock in one smooth slide. All the resistance falls away in the face of his assault, my pussy stretching around him in what could possibly be the worst pain I've ever experienced.

Eyes wide, my mouth opens on a scream, my voice echoing inside the room.

It hurts.

He's fully seated inside of me, the pain so intense my eyes are tearing up uncontrollably. But he doesn't notice. He doesn't even seem to register my scream of distress. His hands on my ass, he forces himself inside me even deeper, my pussy meeting the base of his cock before he's suddenly out again, slapping back inside me with a force that makes me see stars.

It's like he's tearing me apart in two.

God...

His fingers dig into the skin right above my hip bones, his movements hurried as he thrusts in and out of me, the agony so intense I feel myself slipping.

But I can't!

I need to do this for him, bear it until he comes back to me.

Even though it kills me inside, the stinging pain so blinding I'm almost passing out, I wrap my legs around him, moving my pelvis up slightly to help his motion.

"Come back to me," I whisper on a sob, my throat clogged from the burn his cock leaves behind as it pushes forward and retreats.

His thrusts are so powerful, his thick cock stretching me beyond belief as he touches me deep inside. Despite the pain, it's like I can feel him in my very soul.

"I love you," I confess. "So very much," I whimper as he keeps on wrecking my body, my words barely coherent as I gasp every time he slides in.

This was supposed to be such a beautiful act. The culmination of all our stolen moments, of all the time we'd spent learning each other's bodies. It was supposed to be a unique experience as we fully gave ourselves to the other for the first time.

But now? It takes everything inside of me not to black out, my soul's pain as intense as my body's, watching this special moment being wrenched away from us.

"I love you," I repeat, anchoring myself in the unconditional love Ihave for him. An emotion so all-encompassing it's the only thing making me hold on.

He pauses, his head snapping up, his eyes on me, yet he still looks feral, as if he can't understand human language.

A big swipe of his tongue down my collarbone and his mouth latches onto my breast, biting so hard around my nipple I'm sure he's drawn blood.

"No!" I yell, my breath coming in short spurts. My hands hit at his back, the combined pain of the bite and the burn I still feel at the entrance of my pussy making me squirm against him, trying to get him to slow down.

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