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Instead, his mouth stopped at the knife wound, his tongue and lips slurping at the blood. I glanced down and saw him jerking his cock as he tasted my blood, and another small sob escaped me.

The next second, I was flipped over onto my stomach, my head hanging off the edge of the bed, and Nico was on top of me.

In one fluid movement, he had my legs spread, his dick back inside me, and was wrapping his arm around my throat, holding my head up by the chin, forcing me to look into the mirror opposite us.

“You’re fucking mine, Gabriella,” he hissed down my ear, slamming his hips into me over and over again.

“Yours, Nico,” I sobbed, unable to stop myself.

His other hand pushed underneath us, back between my legs, and the Rose was pressed against me again. With my own body weight keeping it in place, I was unable to do anything as the toy sucked and vibrated on my clit.

“No one else will ever want you,” he ground out, digging his fingers harder into my jaw.

“No one.”

“Look at yourself. Fucking panting beneath me. So willing and desperate to be used like the filthy sex toy you were born to be.”

“Yes, Nico,” I sobbed, my entire body shuddering as the Rose brought me rushing towards an orgasm.

“You’re fucking nothing.”

I didn’t reply. I simply moaned, closing my eyes against the assault of pleasure, earning myself a hard slap across the face.

“Look at me!” he barked, and my eyes flew open. “You arenothing. You should be grateful I choose to keep you around.”

“Yes, Nico,” I said, my voice breathy.

“Two years of this shit, Gabby. Two fucking years and you still haven’t learnt!”

I could see in his face that he was fast losing control. But with the Rose creating the most delicious sensation, I didn’t focus on it. I didn’t fear it as much as I should.

My legs began to shake frantically, my toes curling into the bedsheets. I was thrashing underneath him, no longer caring that Nico was raping me, that none of this was with my consent.

And then, before I knew what was happening, Nico dropped my head, muttering under his breath that I was a filthy slut, and then he picked up the knife and slashed at my back frantically.

Slash!He cut between my shoulder blades.

Slash!He sliced down my spine.

Slice!He swiped across my kidneys.

Over and over, he swiped, swung and sliced, and all I could do was pant and moan, my orgasm washing over me, taking over the pain, taking over everything.

I came with a scream, right as Nico sliced the knife under my ass cheeks.

“Let’s see you sit on your lazy ass now, instead of doing your job,” he swore at me, grabbing hold of the globes of my ass as he finished inside me, his fingers digging into the wounds.

The last thing I saw was the staining of the bedsheets, creeping out from under my body and spreading further, painting the pretty white sheets red.

Chapter 15

Gabriella

Now

Hours later, I was back in my bed, enclosed in the darkness, the pitch-black welcoming me like an old friend.

Lying on my stomach, my back far too scratched up to rest on, I wondered how my life had taken such a drastic turn.