Page 39 of Deviant

“He, he…” she stammers as if I’m some sort of knight in fucking armour.

“He raped you.” I state, and she nods, as if I’ve not done the same. “He took what wasn’t his.”

Her face turns into even more of a scowl. “Are you actually serious?” she hisses back.

God, I want to hurt her so badly. To erase every bruise, every mark, to replace it all with my own.

Before I can think not to, that urge overtakes everything, drives everything. She cries out as I pin her down and she realises what I’m up to. What I need. Her fists slam into my back, pound into it, and I revel in the fight, in the way she too is hurting me, marking me, making this even more brutal than I’d planned.

I get my trousers undone, forcing her legs apart, she might have bled a little for him, but she’ll bleed a hell of a lot more for me.

As I slam into her, all I can focus on is punishing her cunt with everything I have. She screams enough that goosebumps sprout along my arms and I need that sound, I need it to ring out, to continue again and again.

“This is mine.” I growl out. “My whore, my toy, my cunt.”

She shudders, those cries turning to furious silence as she once more becomes that stubborn bitch we both know she is.

With every thrust, I erase the traces of him. I replace them with deeper wounds, deeper marks, practically ripping her apart as she claws and scratches and desperately tries to stop me.

My tongue delves into her mouth, devouring the taste of her, claiming the very air from her lungs.

It feels too good, it feels like we’re both paying for our sins. Drowning in our damnation. My body draws closer and closer to my climax and, as I drive myself inside her, I want what I alwayswant: to feel her body giving in, to feel her shame and submission as she loses a tiny bit more of her dignity.

Only, as usual, the bitch refuses to cooperate.

I reach down, pinching her clit as tightly as I can, abusing it. Who the fuck does she think she is? Who the fuck does she think she’s messing with? I snarl out, slamming her head back, seeing with delight as her eyes roll back for a second with the impact.

“Submit.” I command.

She glares back so I do it again, slamming her head harder. If I have to crush her damn skull in, then I’ll do it.

“Submit.”

She gives me no response. Nothing. It’s like she refuses to register the pain I’m inflicting on her.

I lower my mouth, baring my teeth and I tear out a chunk of her flesh. She screams then, she slams her fist into my face and I love the feel of her knuckles crunching against my cheek.

“Hurt me, you little bitch. Hit me like you mean it.” I curse.

And she does, she curls her fist, striking me once more, and my face erupts into a delicious bruise that I’ll wear with pride.

I groan, picking up pace. I’m so close now, I’m almost delirious. I dig my nails into that delicate skin around her throat and I give one last brutal thrust.

When I pull out, I can see all the livid blood, I can see the way it mingles with my come.

I dip my finger into the mess, swirling up the pretty marbling and then I grab her jaw, forcing her mouth open, before I make her choke on it.

“Mine.” I declare, scooping more up, shoving it down her throat until she actually does gag.

I get to my feet, towering over her. “All fucking mine, and don’t you forget it.”

My foot jabs at her side, she lays there, not quite broken but clearly far from alright, and as I turn to leave, she moves, scrambling to her knees.

“I’m not yours.” She screeches. Her blood and my come is dripping from her lips like she’s half spat it back out already. “I’ll never be yours. You’re a fucking monster. The day you die will be the best day this world has ever seen.”

“Is that right?” I sneer. God, how I love the way she goads me, is she after another round? Is she wanting further punishment? I could do with a moment’s rest, but for her I’d dive right in, prove once more who has the power here.

“You’re like a disease. All you do is create death and destruction. You think you’ll break me but you won’t. I’m better than that, better than you.”

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