Page 94 of Perilous

I reach back and unhook my bra.

Peri’s massive right hand presses at the middle of the back. It’s hard to take a full breath but I don’t seem to care about that just yet. I want him inside me. I want to feel his cock open me. Tear me.Stretch me.

The moment he touches me, I’m quickly lifted out of the hellish state of reality that my life has become. One deep thrust and I scream out, my body invaded by pressure and pleasure, my mind exploding with every possible thought and truth I’ve been told.

I beg for Peri to fuck the sadness out of me but there’s no way that’s possible. No way at all. I’m hurt. I’m crushed. I’m…

Peri grabs my wrists and pins them to the bed over my head. He’s on top of me, his muscular bodyweight smothering me. I feel his breath on the back of my head as he grunts, pressing himself harder and harder against me, digging deeper into me.

He lowers his mouth down to my ear and bites at me for a moment.

“Trust me or die,” he growls as he starts to really fuck me. “Nobody cares about you, Annika. They all want you dead. Even me. I was ordered to kill you. I defied the order given to keep you alive. Name one person who has sacrificed anything close to that.”

He grunts and pounds at me. I bite at the bedsheets, biting at my own hair as it covers my face.

My wrists hurt from his tight grip. I can’t take a full breath because of him on top of me. And his cock…oh my fucking God… his cock. He’s found himself a depth and angle that I sheathe with my tight, wetness and all it’s doing is sending signals of my climax in the midst of the heartbreaking truths of my life.

Tears fill my eyes and fall with ease. I want to respond to Peri but I just groan. I whimper.

I weep.

He fucks me as I cry. My protector. That’s what he is. Whether I like it that way or not, it doesn’t fucking matter. He’s right.

He kidnapped me which saved my life. He never hurt me. He went against the order given to him to kill me.

But…

Why?

An orgasm wave crests from deep inside my core and I can’t help myself as I thrust back at him, feeling a warm rush of need desperate to escape my body.

Peri fucks me through that feeling. The sound of his wet thrusts growing louder. I can’t believe I’m coming right now, all things considered.

This is what Peri has done to me. His cock. His hands. His evilness. It’s all connected to my body and my pleasure. He’s opened doors that I never knew even existed.

Peri kisses the back of my left shoulder and grunts. I bite my bottom lip. Fresh tears attack my eyes again. My emotions are blown up right now. But the questions burn…

Why?

Why did Peri save me? Why did Peri not listen to the order to kill me?

Why won’t Peri come inside me?

Why…

Peri growls and pulls his thick, throbbing cock out of my body. He climbs to his feet, standing on the bed, like a gigantic monster, holding his gigantic, monstrous cock with his right hand.

I watch as he strokes himself once before his cum explodes from his cock. I feel his cum hit my left shoulder. My hands tighten around the pillows on the bed as my hips wiggle and grind. I’m literally humping my own bed as Peri jerks his pulsing cock, depositing his cum all over my bed. Leaving warm ropes clinging from my left shoulder down to the curve of my ass.

He then stands here, pulling at himself with grunting force. I watch as the head of his cock is still leaking cum. He runs his hand over the head of his cock and then reaches down and smears his cum all over my lips and thrusts his fingers into my mouth. He then steps off the bed and tucks his cock away.

I swallow him down and lick my lips for more.

“I trust you,” I call out to him. “I swear on my life,Perilous, I trust you. I think…” I swallow and taste his cum. “I know… I love you, Peri.”

What the fuck did I just say?

He stares at me, eyes wide, pulsing with anger.

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