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It isn’t until he starts talking again that I forget about the discomfort. “My good little slut is taking it up the ass so well. Just like I knew you would. All whores like getting fucked in the ass. How does it feel,Angel?”
“Full… so full…” I manage to get out.
“Good, I like you full of my cock. I like your holes good and stuffed. I’m gonna start fucking you, and you’re going to be agood little girl and keep those ass cheeks spread for me.” His voice is husky, like he is barely hanging on to his restraint.
I nod into the pillow, holding myself open for him as he starts to move in and out of my ass at a steady pace. It doesn’t take long for the pain to completely subside and a new kind of pleasure to set it.
“Fuck yes, that’s it, slut, relax for me. Let me fuck you.” At his words, I relax a little further, sinking into the mattress.
He increases his pace, fucking me faster and harder with each stroke. The longer he goes, the better it feels, and before I know it, I press my ass up, urging him to go even deeper.
“I’m going to fill your ass with my come, but I want you to come with me. I want you to fall apart while I fuck your ass.” River snakes his arms around me until his fingers are right over my clit. He rubs the small bundle of nerves roughly, and it only takes a few seconds for my orgasm to sneak up on me.
“I—I’m coming…” I manage to spit out between moans.
River grunts behind me, fucking me in deep strokes while pinching my clit so hard I see stars. My thighs quiver, and my body tightens as my release takes hold of me.
“Fuck yes, milk my cock!” River roars as I come all over his fingers. Pleasure runs through every vein in my body, making me forget I’m with River and how wrong this is.
He stiffens with a groan, and I can feel his cock pulsating inside of me. His orgasm wrecks his body just as mine slowly fades out.
River collapses on top of me, pressing me into the mattress. We’re both breathing heavily, trying to catch our breath. He rolls off me, lying on his back next to me.
For a few minutes, neither one of us says anything.
“Was that prove enough?” I ask, breaking the silence.
“I have to admit, you did pretty good.”
“Now you have no reason left to be angry. I’ve proven that I love you, and Rebecca is finally dead.”
“What?” He asks, like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. It dawns on me that he doesn’t know about the whole New Haven Operation.
“Rebecca and her son are dead,” I tell him along with the rest of the story. He listens intently, only asking a few questions here and there.
When I’m done filling him in on everything, he sits up in his bed. “It was supposed to be me,” he says angrily. “I was supposed to kill her.”
“What does it matter who did it? She is dead, and that’s all that matters.” I try to reason with him, but he is getting more agitated by the second. I get up from the bed and start getting dressed, feeling vulnerable in my naked form.
“You just don’t understand. It should have been me. It wasmyrevenge!”
“You scare me when you get angry like this,” I admit, hoping that my statement will calm him down. It doesn't.
“Good, you should be scared.”
“Maybe I should tell my dad to put you back in the cell,” I warn, but we both know I’m just bluffing.
“Maybe you should go back to your room and keep your pretty little mouth shut.”
“Maybe I should. It appears you enjoy being alone.”
“Finally, you get it.”
Leaving him like this might be a terrible idea. But what else am I supposed to do? He clearly doesn't want me here anymore. I don’t know what I expected him to do? Cuddle?
“Fine, I’ll leave you alone for now, but don’t try anything stupid. There are guards everywhere, and they know you are not supposed to leave.”
“Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m still a prisoner.” River is still sitting on the bed, only a thin sheet covering him up. I walk over to stand next to him. He looks up at me in confusion. “What do you think you’re doing?”
