Amos ignores my screeching and kicking, shackling my hands to the mattress with his as he nestles between my open thighs and crushes his weight and erection atop me.
Can’t breathe can’t breathe can’t breathe.
"Do you think a little bit of blood scares me? It’s part of you. Besides, you won’t be having to deal with this for many more months if I can help it. Do you know why?" That manic look comes back into his eyes as he links our fingers together. "No answer? That's okay; I'll just tell you. You’regonnahave my babies, Mercy."
No. Nonononono.My body trembles at his proclamation, only to be repeatedly stopped short by the wall of massive muscle over me. "Stop—stop, ohmigod...stop! I’m a virgin! Don’t rape me don’t rape me pleasepleaseple—" I scream with what little air I can grab. Why did I tell him that? I didn't mean to—it just slipped out. But now that he knows, maybe he'll stop. Maybe he won't want someone so inexperienced.
He curses, disbelieving. "A virgin? Really, Mercy?"
"Yes," comes my shaky reply as hope blooms in my chest.Is he going to let me go?
His head swoops down as he falls upon me, his soft lips rubbing across mine and short-circuiting my synapses. He’s...kissing me. Kisses that almost feel...sweet? "It won't be rape, Mercy."
I don’t dare to breathe, not wanting to provoke him into anything else. Long seconds pass as his closed mouth feathers kisses over mine.
But I have to breathe.
With a harsh inhale, I drag oxygen into my starved lungs.
I don't know where to look. Not in his eyes. Not there. I focus on his hair instead. The gray flecks contrast nicely with the black strands.
Close your eyes, Mercy. Don’t look. Don't look. Just feel.
Feel the slow trickle of blood dribbling from me.
Feel the unyielding power in his hands as they imprison mine.
Feel his bristly scruff rub my tender skin.
Feel the terror racing in my chest.
Sweet kisses turn into wet, open-mouthed sucking ones. Hips grind against mine, his cock splitting my folds.
"It won't be rape," he repeats, his raspy voice blowing heated breath against my ear as he takes an earlobe between his teeth. "It’s never going to be that way between us. I’ll make you want it, crave it. You’re mine, only mine. My woman. My wife. The mother of our babies."
He groans and tugs our hands over my head. Grinding becomes full-out thrusting against my naked labia. "Can’t wait to put my baby inside you.Gonnahold you real still and tilt your legs up after so we know it takes. Watch your belly swell with my seed.Gonnapop your sweet cherry so good...Mercyyyyyy..."
Even if I wanted to see his cock, I couldn’t. Because he’s so tall, his shoulders smother my face as he moves against me. It doesn’t stop my ears from hearing the slick sounds, though.
Sshllp.Sshllp.Ssh-sshllp.
Or his grunts.
Ungh.Ungh.Ungh.
Time stretches into eternity as I fearfully wait for him to finish. Each upward slide forcing my breath from me and making me wonder if he’ll miss, either accidentally or on purpose, and rip my virginity from me.
Please finish.
Please hurry.
Please stop.
A growl begins in his chest, growing and turning into a rumble against my cheek as he bellows "Mine!" and orgasms, cum shooting out of him and landing on my belly and underneath my boobs. He collapses, his heavy weight pressing me into the mattress, and brushes moist kisses against my neck.
It’s over. It’s finally over.
For now.
