Page 22 of His Sacrifice

It’s no wonder the man’s so confident.

“So what will it be?” He takes his solid cock in his hand and starts to pull it through his fist. I can’t take my eyes off him, or focus on anything other than how hot he looks working himself. And the way he’s watching me suffer, suggests that he’s fully aware of it.

My mouth goes dry when he crawls back onto the bed, his strong arm holding him up over my body as the tip of his cock touches my lower stomach, making the desire inside me unbearable to withstand.

“I can’t, Raoul.” I turn my face away from him, maybe if I don’t look at him it will be easier to refuse him. This is a terrible time for tears, but I can feel them building, along with that feeling that’s been keeping me on the edge of an orgasm.

Why does he have to be so cruel?

“Look at me,” he commands, and when I refuse to do what he asks, he snatches at my jaw with the arch of his hand and forces my eyes back onto his.

“Yes, it’s gonna hurt…” He drops his eyes between our bodies, watching his cock as it starts to stroke slowly between my pussy lips. “But I guarantee the pain of never knowing will be so much worse.” He looks back up at me.

My vision of him blurs as my eyes fill up with more tears, and the sensation of him hard and heavy against me becomes far too satisfying to deny.

“You look beautiful when you cry,” he whispers almost tenderly. “And you’re gonna look even more beautiful when you come for me.” Grinding his hips into mine, he gives me the little bit of friction it takes to make me weaker.

“Be mine, Evelyn, even if it’s just for now.” He sounds almost weak, and I see some sadness in his eyes as he looks down at me and waits for my answer.

And with the tears trickling down my cheeks and slipping between his fingers, I nod my head back at him.

“I’ll be yours, for as long as we can.” My lips tremble as I whisper the words that will seal my fate, and Raoul closes his eyes, letting out a long sigh that sounds a lot like relief.

“Good choice,” he tells me when he opens them up again, his lips touching mine and his mouth catching the gasp I make when he unexpectedly fills me slowly with one long, soul-crushing thrust.

My body is so wound up, so desperate, that him filling the void inside me is all it takes to release the trigger. And everything I’ve been holding on to escapes me.

“Holy shit,” I curse against his lips, gasping for air as the pleasure crashes over me like a wave. My skin tingles as I shiver before my body turns rigid.

Raoul holds still inside me, his eyes burning into mine as I stretch around his size, trembling from the pleasure. His thumb strokes over my cheek, removing one of my tears, and I watch him suck it off his thumb before he kisses my lips again.

That familiar pain tugs at my heartstrings, reminding me of how dangerous this is. But right now, in this moment, it feels too good to regret.

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