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My entire body was numb from a mixture of pain and pleasure. The two synonymous with Damian. He fucked me with no limits, and I begged him for more with each orgasm he stole from me.
“Look at you, Pet.” He removed his fingers from my mouth and pumped into me like a savage. “Completely at my mercy.”
His words chilled me to the bone, caused me to pause as fear rocked through me.
“Damian, don’t think about doing anything stupid.”
He grinned like a psychopath.
Like my psycho.
He tugged on the rope chaining my right wrist to his bedpost and laughed. “Like what, Pet?”
“I don’t know.” My chest rose and fell as I studied his face, noted the insanity dancing across his eyes. “But you have that look again. I don’t like it.”
“I’m giving you what you want.” He dropped the rope, a frown in place, and continued fucking me, this time even harder than before. “You asked for this, Pet.”
“Quit acting like a lunatic.”
He waggled his eyebrows and lifted the knife from the bed. “But I am one. Isn’t that right, baby?” Grabbing my hip, he shredded my inner walls with his thick cock, slicing into my right breast with the knife. “That’s what you think of me.”
It was a small cut, but still made me gasp. His eyes moved to the blood sliding over my nipple. A wild expression crossed his eyes, and then he was leaning forward to suck the tiny bud into his mouth. He dropped the knife on the mattress, and then one of his hands closed around my throat. He bit and sucked, tasting my blood as he squeezed my throat, stealing the air from my lungs.
I coughed and kicked my legs, struggled against the restraints. But it only hurt more. The ropes burned my skin, a searing hot pain that flooded through my body.
Damian slowed his pace, his hand still firmly wrapped around my throat. He tipped his head back, my blood slithering down from his lips to his jaw, looking so peaceful as he came inside me. My scary monster pulled out of me and dropped onto the mattress as if he had done nothing wrong. Like it was normal to tie up women, choke them, drink their blood, and damn near destroy their pussy.
“Damian, untie me right now!” I wiggled my arms, even though it hurt like hell and was pointless. Bastian had clearly taught him how to tie the knots. “I’m done playing this game with you.”
He groaned, giving me a smile that looked more wicked than cute. Despite his hesitation, he begrudgingly freed me from my shackles, one rope at a time. The second he unfastened the last rope, I punched him in the chest and climbed on top of him, doing my best to hold him down. But it was no use.
He was ten times stronger and bigger than me. Within a second, he had me flat on my back and in control of the situation.
“I’m so mad at you right now.” I blinked away the tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. “So fucking mad!”
He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “I did it again, didn’t I?”
“Are you kidding me, Damian?” I shoved my palms into his chest. “How are you so unaware of yourself?”
“Do you always know when you’re about to have a dissociative episode?” His lips nearly brushed mine. “Hmm, Pet? Are you always in control of your PTSD?”
“No,” I admitted. “But I can usually tell when I’m starting to detach from reality.”
“Sorry, I tried.” He blew out a deep breath and rolled off me. “But I’ll never be what you want me to be.”
Before I could speak, he slid off the bed, naked and looking so fucking sexy I almost forgot how much I hated him at the moment. Damian wasn’t getting off that easily. So I followed him into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and then spun around to face me.
I raised my hand and beckoned him with my finger. “Come here, Damian.” He stared through me, like he couldn’t even hear me. “Get over here and apologize.”
A moment of hesitation ensued before he took two steps forward. He scrubbed a hand across his jaw. “I already said I was sorry.”
Teeth clenched, I folded my arms over my breasts. “Mean it this time.”
He surprised me by lowering to his knees in front of me. His hands moved to my hips as he pulled me closer, my pussy right in front of his mouth. “I’m sorry.”
“Do you know why you’re sorry?”
Damian gave me a boyish look and shook his head. “Did I fuck you too hard?” Then he spread my thighs and started kissing my pussy. Soft and slow, he licked me the way he should have kissed me. “Did I hurt you, Pet?”
