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Chapter 17

NIKLAS

As she catches my eyes, hers go from exhausted to fully awake in a split second. She scrambles back on the bed, but I grab her legs and pull her back towards me as I kneel, sliding my thighs under hers. I lean over and in one swift move she doesn’t anticipate, I wrap one hand around her throat and the other goes to her pussy, fingers sunk deep. She’s both shocked and scared, yet I catch her trying to look down at herself. I circle my hand to the back of her neck and lift her slightly and use my thighs to push her hips up, bending her back just enough for her to get a clear view of how fucking gorgeous her pussy looks stretched around my fingers.

I never knew how much pleasure I could give myself by doing this, watching a woman break apart for me, push their limits until they can’t take it anymore. But Suki, Suki is different, she craves more and more, and she doesn’t even know it until it happens. I just push her limits a little bit more each time and her protests falter when the ecstasy hits.

I can tell by the lustful look in her eyes as I stretch her pussy so hard it could split open, that she never knew she liked this. And she didn’t like it, not until I hit the right spot inside of her and she forced her mind to let go. She’s different and she has no fucking idea how much she scares me. Probably as much as I scare her.

The wet noises her pussy makes are so fucking delicious and even like this, even as I try to stretch her to the limit, her pussy is still fighting to be as tight as it can. She starts moaning, no longer able to hold herself back as she’s been trying so fucking hard to do since she ran up the stairs.

I need her. I need to hear her. I need to break her. I need the siren to sing, and I fear what I’ll do just to hear that song again. I slow my movements, my fingers go in and out of her slowly, deliberately, and I know a devious grin hits my lips, just as I aim my thumb at her entrance as well.

Fisting has always been a craving of mine, one I have only managed to sate once. I never knew how much I wanted to do it again until now, until the fear in her eyes grew to the point that the siren finally came back to me.

But she suddenly claws at my forearms and she screams bloody murder, the sirens song that drives me wild. She sings it so beautifully, and I feel my dick threatening to come right here, right now, without even touching her. I’ve been hard since I hit her pussy with the paddle, but now, now I think I could fuck her through the goddamn bed.

I pull out my fingers, squeeze my dick in my hand to calm it down just a bit, and in one long, deep thrust I push inside her to the hilt.

She screams again, but this time there’s little pain in those soundwaves, so I fuck her so hard the bed is creaking violently. Her arms fly to the headboard as she braces herself against it, her eyes closed, pleasure painted all over her face as she yelps at every thrust.

Without warning, I pull out and spin her around, lift her ass up and wrap her hair around my fist, pulling as she bends her back and rests on her forearms. Then I fuck her raw, grunting with every thrust as she screams at the same time. I drill into her like my fucking life depends on it, with deep strokes that I swear are touching her goddamn soul.

I slap her ass and the siren sings songs of lust and pain, her pussy strangling my dick, even after I stretched her. It’s like my fingers weren’t even in there. We do this violent dance until the siren’s song ends on a high note and she comes so hard around my cock that I see stars behind my fucking eyes. I spill inside of her, my dick jerking violently as she claws at the sheets, whispering filthy words, her body shaking with an orgasm that vibrates straight through me.

The siren’s song ends, but it cracked walls inside of me, walls that were built not only for the safety of my soul, but for the safety of everyone around me. They’re cracked now… pieces crumbling to the ground… I craved the siren’s song, I just didn’t know what it would do to me.

I pull out of her sore pussy slowly and watch my cum slide out of her.

“Fucking beautiful.”

Her thighs shake and she collapses on the bed. I can’t help but smile. I broke her and she broke me. What a fucked up fairy tale.

I force myself to get off the bed and bring a wet washcloth from the bathroom along with the antiseptic cream. Spreading her legs with no protest on her part, I wipe her carefully until she’s perfectly clean, then I apply some cream on the soft lines I carved on her skin They belong there… I go to the bathroom one more time and run the cloth under icy water, lie on the bed next to her and pull her to me until her head rests on my arm.

“Lift your legs and put them over my thigh.”

Her eyes open lazily, and she slowly brings her legs over my thigh, wiggling to get comfortable. I press the cold washcloth on her pussy and her eyes dart open as she winces, but I quickly wrap my arms around her small body and hold her in place until the hiss turns into a low moan and her body relaxes again.

“The cold… it feels good,” she whispers.

I know we technically just woke up, but after something like this, what I’ve just done to her, it’s bound to drain every ounce of energy from her body. She rode high on adrenaline, fear and pleasure, and now she is completely spent. I am as well, the control needed to do what I did without losing myself… it’s harder than it looks. But it was fucking worth it.

She needed to know this, needed to know that no matter what, the monster’s always there. No matter if I treat her nicely or not, the monster will never go away and it will always demand more. And after what I just did to her, I know one thing for sure, she’s more than satisfied that he’s not going anywhere.

I watch her drift away, wrapped tightly in my arms, her beautiful pale skin covered in a thin layer of sweat glistening in the sunlight, and the siren looks ethereal. Her eyes close, her breathing slows down, and her body relaxes completely. I look at her beautiful features for the first time when she’s like this. Her thick arched eyebrows, her dense brown lashes, the curve of her cheekbones, the naturally contoured lips, and the defined square jaw, she’s beautiful in such a special way. A different kind of beauty, old-world, the kind that rarely exists anymore and you only see it in old paintings from the end of the 1800’s.

I take a deep breath, close my eyes and pull her closer. As I feel myself drifting away into the darkness, it dawns on me that this is the first time I’ve ever done this with a woman in this house… the first time in a long time I just held a woman…

I squeeze her harder and sink into the darkness.

SUKI

Nothing could have prepared me for this, not even the desires I had since I was a teenager, since those dreams took over my life and presented my needs in vivid detail. Details I could not understand at the time, but that haunted me later until I cracked. I gave in only to find myself in the arms of a monster that destroyed my body, broke my soul, and almost split my mind.

The dreams…

I open my eyes suddenly, finding myself wrapped in a cocoon made of Niklas’ limbs. The fine dusting of hair from his naked pecs tickling my right cheek, and I cannot stop myself from rubbing my cheek gently against his chest.

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