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“Get. Out,” he clips.
“No,” I say to him, taking a step forward.
I reach for him, but he moves out of the way, dodging my touch.
“You do not listen!” he doesn’t raise his voice but it’s a harsh whisper, one that holds in all the anger and violence. “If you know what’s good for you, get out.”
“What if I don’t,” I whisper, taking another step forward. “ I hate listening and the last thing I want to do is listen to you. I don’t want to get out simply because you told me to.”
He growls and suddenly I’m pressed against the wall, one bloody hand wrapped around my throat to keep me pinned.
“You are maddening,” he hisses, cocking his head to stare me down. He spins me around and shoves me away. “Leave. Or I’m going to take from you, Tesoro. I’ll take and take until you have nothing left to give.”
“What happened, Ari?”
He charges, grabbing me by my shirt backs me into the vanity. I can’t breathe. His body is on mine, weighing me down, and I can smell the metallic twinge of blood wafting from his clothes.
“I killed for you. That’s what happened.” He snags my shirt from the collar and rips it down the middle, exposing my tits. “And I’d do it again, but now you have to deal with the aftermath.”
His cock is hard and pressing against my thigh. There’s something vicious swimming in his eyes. He rips his own shirt off, buttons flying and clinking off the floor.
“No one will take you from me,” he says, tugging down my shorts and panties at the same time. “You’re mine, Rosie. All mine.” He spins me around and the breath is knocked out of my lungs as I’m pressed against the wall.
The sound of a zipper lowering as anticipation drapes over my skin.
“Spread your fucking legs,” he orders, the vibrations of his voice tickling my ear.
I do as he says, my entire body is compliant, wanting nothing more than to obey him.
“I won’t be touching your pussy with my hands. They aren’t clean yet.” He drags his reddened hands up my arms, circles his fingers around my wrists, and pins them above my head.
His cock slips between my thighs, rutting against my already wet pussy and we both groan. “I’m going to make us to do this every time I have to kill in your name. I’m going to fuck you while my hands are damned in our enemy’s blood. They think they can take you from me.” He rocks his hips, his cock gliding in and out, the thick crown brushing against my clit.
He pauses when I become wetter and his teeth nibble along my neck. “You like that, don’t you? You act like you’re a good girl, but really you’re fucking filthy. Really, you want to be bent over and used. You want to be filled with my come and owned, don’t you? You want me to claim you. You love to know I’ve killed for you. Don’t. You?” He brings my head back, flattening his tongue along my neck accompanied by a growl.
He coats his cock with my slickness until I can’t take anymore. I need him to fuck me.
“Please.” I press my cheek against the cool tile of the wall, hoping it cools the heat bursting under my skin.
“Not yet.” He continues his brutal pace against my pussy. “Ah, fucking hell, you feel good just like this. So fucking wet. I love getting to feel how slick you are for me. This is all for me, isn’t it? No one else?”
“No one else,” I repeat, my eyes rolling back in a daze.
“My wife,” he groans, hot come splashing against my lips. “Mine.” His shaft is still hard, like always after he orgasms, and drenches himself in his come.
“Yes.” My lips part when the head pushes against my entrance.
He drives into me until his sack is pressed against me. I’m so full, I whine from the slight pain of his size. A shuddering breath ghosts over my skin and his stained crimson hand flattens against my stomach, applying the slightest amount of pressure.
My fingers tighten in his and I clench around him, tightening myself along his girth.
“Does that feel good, Tesoro?”
“What does that mean?” I finally ask, hoping he’ll tell me.
“That’s for me to know.” He presses against my stomach harder and his cock hits against a spot inside me that has my sight blurring for a moment. “And for you to find out whenever the hell I want.” He slams into me, keeping the pressure on my stomach.
“Oh god, Ari. You have to stop. I don’t know what you’re doing, but…but…” I move against him, debating if I want to move away or not. It’s too much and not enough. “Stop. Oh god, stop.”
