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Vitto dashes out of the bathroom while Chance wails from where we left him lying.
"Oh my god, oh god, oh god," I mumble in a high-pitched tone as I look down at the man I'd just shot.
There's no question, no doubt. I've just killed a man.
"Give it to me." Vitto snarls but I can't look at him. All I can see is the man I'd just shot. A few days ago the worse I'd ever done was kill an opossum, and now I was killing humans. I squeeze my arms close to my body, the tension in my muscles clamping down hard.
"Stella, give me the gun." Vitto put a hand on the long barrel and pushes it away from my body.
I will my hands to open up and release the weapon but nothing happens as my body vibrates almost violently. "I can't... I can't..." I whisper.
Slowly, Vitto peels my fingers away from the shotgun and pulls it to his chest.
"What the hell were you doing out here?" He snaps at me and it's then that I realize his tone is still angry. I dart my eyes up to him.
"Excuse me?"
"Were you trying to leave again or maybe you were going to kill me in my sleep?" He accuses me and the anger blinds me.
I hop up and beat my hands against his chest, "How fucking dare you! I didn't ask for this. You did this. You brought this craziness back into my life. I just killed a man so he wouldn't kill you and you're accusing me of shit! I hate you! I should've let him kill you!" I scream as the tears stream down my face.
He drops the gun on the floor and part of me is worried that it might go off, I release a breath when the heavy metal just bounces off the wood. "Say it again." He growls.
Confusion washes over me as I try to pinpoint what he's talking about. "Tell you what?"
"Tell me that you hate me." He says, his voice hauntingly low.
"I hate you." My voice wavers.
"Again." He pushes me back against the wall and my body vibrates with conflicting needs.
"I hate you!" I yell in his face.
"Good. Hate this."
His mouth slams down against mine in a bruising kiss. It scorches every one of my nerve endings and I can't tell where my body ends and where his begins. In a flash he's got my pants down and his open.
I push against him but he grips my ass hard, his fingers bruising my skin as he positions himself under me. My hand grab hold of his neck and I squeeze as if I want to strangle him but my other hand grips his forearm to steady myself.
"That's it. Such a fucking good girl. Hurt me." He grates as he slams up into me.
He fucks me at a breakneck speed and his eyes darken as I continue to choke him. He's got power over me but it looks like I've got the same power over him. "Vitto, oh...god."I whimper as I release his neck and an unexpected orgasm rips through me.
"Fuck, oh fuck!" He groans loud as my core spasms and grips his cock hard. Sweat beads on his forehead and he presses his forehead against mine as he races to his climax. Our breath mixes as the tension in both of our bodies evaporates.
My orgasm is dull but doesn't end and I dig my nails into his shoulder and I rake them down. Vitto throws his head back and roars loudly as a thin red strip blossoms on his skin. My eyes roll back as I feel his hot seed pulse up into my core.
When I open my eyes again, Vitto is breathing hard and he shakily puts me back on my feet.
My mind is reeling. I don't know how this keeps happening.
"Get Chance, we have to go." Vitto takes a step back and fixes his pants.
I want to curse him out, lie and say that I didn't enjoy what he just did to me but the cum leaking from my pussy would make it hard for me to make that case. I simply clamp my mouth shut, yank my pants back up, and walk into the bathroom where Chance is still whimpering but not wailing or hurt.
The memories of what Vitto and I just did rush through my mind and I absently promise myself that it'll never happen again.
At least that's what my mind says, my body is already aching for round two.
