Page 27 of His to Fear
“I-I’m on birth control, and clean.”
I’m clean, too.”
Pushing into her and stretching her open, I barely fit, and it takes time for her to adjust to my length. Her body winces slightly, and I stay patient as she adjusts, before her entire body is shivering with goosebumps, pain intertwining with pleasure.
I make eye contact with her, asking her without words if she’s okay, and her eyes shine with unshed tears once again. It makes my heart ache, something it’s never done before.
Fuck, this woman has doomed me to the hell of all hells.
She breathes through the pain, circling her arms around my shoulder to keep balance. I grab her ass to keep her balance, rocking against hers. An animalistic groan escapes me as I bounce her up and down my cock.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”
She can’t muster a reply, too lost in the pleasure. She moans, eyes rolling to the back of her head, goosebumps spreading over my skin at her reaction. I thrust into her, once, twice. Over and over, her tits bouncing with each move.
“Fucking mine,” I whisper.
She sobers at the words, startling slightly before seeminglycoming back to the moment when I bury deep into her, my teeth grazing her neck.
I feel her body tensing up, panting harder, and rocking faster against me. Right when she’s near her orgasm, I lift her from me, stopping.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
My jaw sets. Obsession swirls inside me. I need to hear her say the words, or I can’t continue. Ifucking need it.
She wiggles, attempting to make me give way, but I hold my ground.
“I’m not kidding, little fangs. Tell me you’re mine, or I might as well kill you. You know my secret, after all.”
“Isn’t that called blackmail?”
I level her with a serious glare, heart thudding inside my chest. I’ve never felt this affected by someone else. She doesn’t make me feel angry or mad, on the verge of killing everyone around me just because I can’t keep my sanity intact. She makes me into another man, and I quite like the feeling.
I’m terrified she won’t utter the words. I don’twantto kill her. Holding my breath, I fear she might not utter those words.
Until she does.
“I’m yours.Please, fuck me. I can’t take this torture.”
And it sounds so real. Not just because she feels like she has to, but because she means them.
I groan. “You’re pretty when you beg for me.”
Pulling her down again, she’s straddling me until my cock buries to the hilt deep inside her. Her body shivers, her eyes glaze over, and I know she wants to explode right here and now.
“You’ll hold it,” I order.
She blinks harder, fighting off tears shedding her lower lids. “I c-can’t.”
“You can and you will. Or I’ll stop.”
Every muscle inside her spasms as I keep fucking her, feelingmy own body tensing. I want to come with her. Want to feel the connection between two souls as they unite in something so sacred and wonderful, yet so hot and erotic.
“P-please,” she begs.
The sound makes me reel in pleasure. She struggles to breathe, but what a good fucking girl she is. I quite like making her suffer.
“Hold it. Just a few more seconds.”
