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“We covered this, Rafe,” I remind him.
“I need to hear it again. Promise me that no matter what, you’ll never leave. Even if you don’t like the man I am sometimes. I need that promise.”
“I promise.” I say the words without hesitation, and what scares me is that I really mean them. This isn’t about survival anymore. Rafe may be intense. He sometimes scares me, but now, I can’t imagine my life without him. Maybe that’s the reason I cried when I saw the blood in my panties this morning. Maybe it’s why I’ve felt like a part of me has been missing the past few days.
I’m in love with him.
He shifts his body so he’s kneeling between my legs, and I watch him pull off his tie, admiring the mess he’s made of my body as he unbuttons his shirt and strips it from his shoulders.
“You like marking me.” I’m not sure if I’m asking a question or making a statement, but Rafe nods his head back at me, unashamed, as he slowly pulls open his belt and pulls it free.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he tells me, carefully wrapping the leather around my throat and fastening the buckle. My eyes widen, and a spark of fear laced with thrill makes my heart beat a little faster. When his hand moves to the waistline of my panties, I quickly slam my hand over the top of it to stop him. His other hand comes fast and out of nowhere, slapping hard at mine before he rips it away.
“Never deny me what’s mine. Not ever,” he warns harshly.
“But I told you, I have my—”
“If I want to fuck your bleeding cunt, Riley. I will fuck it,” he tells me bluntly, and both shock and desire prevent me from arguing with him. Instead, I watch in humiliation as he raises both my legs over one of his shoulders, slowly peeling my panties up my thighs and off my ankles. Closing my eyes, I cringe as his finger slips through my pussy lips and skims around my opening. Then I feel it wrap around my tampon string and tug at it teasingly while his thumb works my clit.
I cry out when he pulls it free because somehow, Raphael Verretti just made the removal of a tampon fucking pleasurable.
Are there any ends to his talents?
Taking his cock in his hand, he guides it toward me, biting on his thick bottom lip as he slides himself between my pussy lips, teasing at my flesh and making my tight hole throb for his cock.
That slight pain he gives me when he first enters me is addictive, and the deep emptiness I’ve been carrying around with me for the past few days is desperate to be full of him again.
Rafe’s eyes burrow into mine, his hand reaching forward to grip the belt around my neck so he can use it to lift my head from the pillow and draw me closer to him.
“You’re soaked for me.” The tip of his nose slides along the length of mine, and all I can do is nod my head in agreement.
“Ask me to fuck you, Riley,” he orders. His jaw is almost as tense as the grip he’s got on his belt.
“Fuck me,” I dare him.
“I want to hurt you. I want to make you hurt for the pain you make me suffer and the way you make me doubt myself,” he confesses.
I want to know what he doubts about himself, but even I know that now isn’t the time to ask that question.
It makes nerves stir in my stomach with the thought that I want his pain.
“Then hurt me.” Wrapping my palm around the wrist of the hand he’s holding his belt with— I brace myself. “I’ll take your hurt,” I assure him bravely, coaxing his hand away from the collar he’s made of his belt and guiding it to my mouth. Holding his hand in mine, I stretch out his fingers and slide my tongue through his thorn-scratched palm, tasting his pain on my tongue.
The night he took me for the first time, I’d wondered why he had to taste between my legs. I get it now. I want to feel what he feels for me. That way, I’ll know that it really exists.
These cuts prove that Rafe doesn’t fear pain, and I need him to know that I don’t fear him.
He gives me a satisfied smile when I’m done. Then, snatching my jaw, he purses my lips together and kisses me hard as he thrusts himself inside me. His mouth steals all my cries as he fills me up in one swift motion.
My toes curl, and my nipples pinch as he slams his hips into me over and over again. I struggle for breath when the belt tightens around my neck, and Rafe snarls at me. His hand gripping my jaw so tight I fear he might break it as he pounds my pussy mercilessly.
He’s been rough with me before, but never like this. This is feral, and I can feel all the hurt inside him releasing.
He’s using me like a human punchbag to eliminate his pain. And call it sick, call it twisted, but my body responds to his treatment by climaxing for him.
I squeeze my legs around his hips when something deep inside me clenches, and my pussy contracts around his thick, punishing cock.
“Jesus Christ, Riley, I’m gonna come,” he growls me a warning, which is something he’s never done before, and I like the sound of him falling apart.
