Page 28 of Scarred Devil


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The big, gruff guy turns on his heel and starts leading me down the hall until we come to a door. He opens it for me, and I step in, glad to find a simple yet classy bedroom suite. Almost plain, but comfortable. It’s all I need right now.

“Thank you,” I say because manners are wired into me, regardless of how fucked up this whole situation is.

“You’re welcome. Will you need anything else?” he asks, and I shake my head in response.

“I’m fine,” I tell him. He nods before he turns to leave, shutting the door behind him.

Alone, at last.

I wait a few seconds before I quickly lock the door. It’s best if nobody can bother me. I heave a sigh and gingerly walk toward the bed in the middle of the room. I frown when I notice the three extra doors inside the room. I wonder where they lead.

I need to know. I won’t be able to relax in here knowing that someone can just walk in on me.

I walk to the first door, quickly discovering that it’s the closet. About a quarter the size of the room, it is filled with empty shelves and hangers. I walk to the second door to find a bathroom. Spacious and glamorous. Almost as big as the one I had back at my father’s place.

I glance over at the third door on the other side of the room and walk toward it. I push down the handle to open it, but it doesn’t budge. It seems to be locked from the other side.

“Screw it,” I mumble and decide to leave it. I guess I can feel relatively secure as long as the front door is locked.

I walk toward the bed and lie down on it, staring at the white ceiling. Thoughts of everything that has happened in the past twenty-four hours fill my mind.

“Fucking Lev,” I mutter. I feel fury at how futile my resistance has been. I fought my father and insisted that there would be no wedding. Just when I started to think I was winning, Lev sent his men to get me.

My father watched them take me and didn’t do a thing to stop it.

Of course, he fucking didn’t.

On top of it all, he even attended that sham of a wedding. It’s hard to believe how much my life has changed just within the past week.

I fought a battle and I fought hard…and I still lost.

Maybe it was bound to happen this way. I’m only twenty-four. I don’t have much experience. I’ve lived my entire life in a bubble. I didn’t even have many friends growing up. The ones I had were only trying to use me because of the wealth I was born into. Yet even they seem amiable in comparison to this beast I’ve been bound to.

The beast who made me scream with pleasure.

It’s not how I imagined it. My stupidly girlish fantasies of being with a man were never like this. Those brutal hands, the mouth that consumed me. I’d always imagined my first time would be gentle, somehow. But that’s not in my destiny. I’m doomed to be claimed by an animal who could care less about how I feel. My only consolation is that he’s promised he won’t force me. That I’m going to beg him to take me.

Screw that!

I don’t care how badly my body wants to betray me. I won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me beg. It’s the last shred of dignity I have, and I’m not letting him have it.

I wipe away the stray teardrop sitting in the corner of my eye and glance at the expensive wedding band on my hand. It’s a memento of how my fate has been sealed. I’m tempted to remove the band, but I know it won’t save me from this fiasco I’ve been dragged into.

I don’t know how long I remain in bed before sleep takes over.

***

I whimper as I thread my fingers into the Devil’s hair, groaning when I feel the smooth, silky texture of it against my skin. I press my fingers on his scalp and hold his face to my breast. He gently bites my nipple before he starts sucking again.

“Oh, fuck… Lev,” I moan as I writhe against him. I groan when he cups my bare ass and starts fondling it.

I want him to quench the fire he has started.

I lie helplessly as he slowly shatters the last of my control. I want every bit of him. When he rubs his thick dick against my pussy, I arch my back against him. I’m dripping with juice, and I groan uncontrollably when he slides his fingers along my slick slit and starts rubbing it.

“Yes!” I scream as he toys with my clit. His skillful hands apply just the right mix of pleasure and pain to my throbbing nub. I’m mindless as he keeps sucking my breasts at the same time.

“Oh, fuck!” I moan as he continues to explore my body. More juice bubbles from me as his determined fingers keep strumming on my nub. “Oh, God, please!” I plead as he thrusts a finger inside me. I feel myself draw closer to my orgasm. He keeps rubbing my nub with his thumb while he starts thrusting in and out of me with his fingers.

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