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Killian releases his hold on me and gestures toward the couch. “Bend over the back and spread your legs.”
Glaring at him, I cross my arms over my bare chest and shake my head.
His hand darts out and grips my throat, fingers digging into my flesh. “That wasn’t a request. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I want to fight back, want to deny him, but the fear and need fighting for dominance inside of me refuse to allow me the simple dignity. On shaky legs, I round the couch and bend over, bracing my hands against the cushions as I spread my legs as far as I can.
The sound of the tv still playing fills the room as Killian makes his way toward me. Tears glisten in my eyes when I feel hishands run over my naked body. Without a word, he shoves two fingers inside of me. Crying out from the sudden intrusion, I bite down on the material underneath me. I hear the clink of him undoing his belt before the sound of a zipper fills my ears as he continues to work his fingers in and out of my pussy.
Never again. I’m never willingly letting this man touch my body again.
A third finger roughly joins the other two, stretching out my walls. I bite down harder, furious that my body responds to him, begging for more even as I want to kick him in the balls and run away.
Killian grunts just before I feel the smooth skin of his cock run against my ass. I shudder when he pulls his fingers from inside of me, replacing them with the head of his dick. In one thrust, he impales me on his enlarged cock, pulling a pained cry from me. I feel pressure between my cheeks and whimper as he slips a finger into my ass, his finger soaked with my arousal allowing easy access.
Gripping my hair with his other hand, he pounds into my pussy as he works one, two, then three fingers into my asshole. The pain is overwhelming as I’m stretched out, the lubrication on his fingers from my arousal not quite enough. Even as I fight it, my body responds to the pain, shaking under him as unwanted pleasure mingles with the agony.
I’m a whimpering mess when he pulls out from inside of me. I cry at the sudden loss of both his fingers and cock, a painful emptiness not only physical but in my soul from the brutal treatment.
This is so much like the first encounter with him. With Killian the murderer, not the gentle man I’ve come to know.
Or thought I knew.
Tears fall down my face as my heart breaks. I gasp when I feel him line up with my ass. He’s used fingers on multiple occasions but he’s never fucked me. Not there.
“No.” I beg, sobbing and pulling against the hold he has on my hair. He yanks his hand, arching my back. “Please. Please don’t. Not that.” I cry, more tears streaming down my face.
Ignoring my pleas, Killian pushes the head of his cock into my prepped hole. I whimper at the painful stretch, even after using three fingers my body isn’t ready, not for this. Switching hands, he moves his clean fingers down and slips them inside of my pussy before circling my clit. I cry harder as I feel my body start to tense, an orgasm building from the onslaught of sensations.
He eases in another inch with his cock and I whisper, “Please, don’t.” I’m not sure who I’m begging more, him or my body, the betrayal I feel from both equally painful.
Grunting, he speeds up the movement of his fingers. My body shakes as I try to fight off the release. With one more agonizing push inside of my ass, I scream as I come, my body betraying me in a way I can’t accept.
I feel Killian’s pelvis hit my ass cheeks as he fully seats inside of me, stilling as my muscles tense around him. When the waves of pained pleasure slow, he moves to grip my hip. It’s the only warning I have before he pulls back and slams into me. I scream again as he thrusts into my ass, one hand yanking my head painfully far, the other digging into my flesh as he holds me steady under his punishing thrusts. I cling desperately to the couch, sobbing at each slap of his hips against me.
Not again.
I silently beg as I feel my body tense up.
Please no.
Groaning, Killian releases my hip and pushes two fingers back into my pussy.
I’m so full I can’t breathe.
“That’s it.” He grunts, his voice strained. Without saying another word, he begins to move his fingers in time with his hips, fucking me so brutally I don’t know if I’ll recover.
My body has fully abandoned me as it jerks beneath him, another intense orgasm overtaking me. Killian groans again, picking up the speed of his thrusts. My legs are jelly, the only thing holding me up is his grip on my hair.
I lose my hold on reality as the overwhelming sensations continue until Killian roars out his own release, stilling against me, hips flush with my cheeks.
I sob as he pulls out, feeling the cum drip down the back of my thighs. Without a word, he releases my hair and my head falls forward as I buckle into the couch, slipping to the floor.
“I hate you.” I cry quietly, repeating over and over as I curl into myself. “I hate you.”
Chapter 26
Killian
