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“Did he put his dick in my cunt, Jade?” his husky, possessive voice is doing things to me that it shouldn’t.
“Maybe,” I smirk.
He wraps his hand around my throat, stepping in between my legs, guiding the knife down my body towards my pelvis, and stopping at my hip bone.
“Jade, do not fuck with me tonight. I’m seconds away from gutting you for letting another man touch what is MINE,” he growls.
I look at him, taunting him.
“How does it feel, D’mitri, knowing another man might have been inside my tight little pink pussy, making me cum screaming his name and not yours?”
He lets out a feral roar, flipping me onto my stomach and smacking my ass so hard I know it’s going to leave a mark. I hear his zipper being undone, and he grasps my long hair, wrapping it around his fist and pulling so hard that my back automatically arches and drives inside me with one brutal thrust. His brutal onslaught brings tears to my eyes. He doesn’t give me time to adjust to his size. Nothing. This is him claiming what he thinks is his. I will not give him the satisfaction of a moan or an orgasm.Fuck him. He keeps up this brutal pace. Thrusting in deeper and deeper, slapping my ass over and over again, grasping my hips so hard that his grip would leave nasty bruises.
“You think you can go out and fuck anyone you please; you think you can give anyone my pussy. Fuck you, Jade. This cunt is mine. MINE Jade!”
His thrusts begin to slow a bit.
“Fallon Rivers, you are mine to do with as I please. If I want to fuck you, I will. If I want to kill you, I fucking will. You. Are. Mine. MINE.”He roars, giving me long, deep strokes. I’m trying so hard not to moan. He knows after his brutality, what he does will turn me into a bitch in heat.
“Did.Thrust. He.Thrust. Make.Thrust. You.Thrust.Cum?”
“Yes, he did, all over his gorgeous face,” I laugh.
He pulls my head back so far I swear my neck is going to break, and he picks up the pace. My pussy is going to be so raw tomorrow, fuck my life.
“He tasted you?” He growls with murder in his soulless eyes.
I smirk, not answering his dumb ass questions. I want this to be over.
He pulls out and flips me back over, wrapping his hand around my throat tightly. With his other hand, he guides his dick inside me roughly, then grabs hold of the knife and slices a D on my hip bone. I try to scream out, but his grip on my throat only tightens. He continues to rail me with brutal force and doesn’t slow his pace.
He’s still going on and on about me being his, and I can barely hear him because of his grip on my throat. He’s going to kill me. I’m going to die on his dick.What the fuck.I scratch at his wrist around my throat, but he grabs my hands, pulling them above my head. The darkness around me is getting darker. I need air. I need to take a little breath. I kick my legs out to get him off of me, but it does nothing. His thrusts start to slow.
Letting go of my neck, he pulls out, and ropes of hot white cum coat my pussy. He rubs it in, murmuring to himself like a psycho that my pussy is his, marking me. He tucks himself back in his jeans. He looks at me, caressing my face as I lay there stunned. He bends down and kisses my forehead.
“Get your ass in the house and get cleaned up. Tell Dario that touching what’s mine signed his death warrant. Until next time, Sweet Bottom.” He smirked, got on his bike, and left.
I can’t wait to kill him.
I wake up hours later, in pain after last night’s events. My body feels like a train ran me over. All my muscles ache, and not in a good way. I looked around for my phone to checkmy messages because Kayla would have harassed me by now, making sure I was okay, especially after leaving Monty’s with D’mitri. I open my phone to find thirty million text messages. Most of them are from Kayla, but the one that intrigues me most is the one from Dario. I opened the ones from Kayla first. Jesus, this girl.
Jade: I’m alive. Be chill.
Kayla: BE CHILL….BE CHILL. BITCH WHAT THE FUCK. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO HAVE TO CALL BIG JOHN BECAUSE YOU WOULDN’T ANSWER ME! ESPECIALLY AFTER LEAVING WITH THE DEMON ON WHEELS.
Jade: LOLOLOLOLOLOL. I need you to calm down. I’m fine. I’m a little achy, but I’m fine.
Kayla: You’re not okay. What the hell happened last night?
Jade: Well, after I had the most earth-shattering orgasm given by our fearless fighter Dario, fucking D showed up and ruined my goddamn night. I’ll spare you the details, but I baited D and was left on the hood of the Jag completely naked, minus my holster and a fresh D carved into my hip. Ya know, a typical night with D’mitri.
Kayla: Whoa! Hold the fucking phone. Dario….you hooked up with Dario…Now I need the details of that. Fuck D…I’m sick of his shit. This untouchable machoshit needs to come to an end, or he is going to be a thorn in our side this year. Can’t he take the hint?
Jade: Clearly, he doesn’t get the hint because last night’s events have officially sealed Dario’s death warrant.
Kayla: FUCK, what are you going to do?
Jade: Since I have a text waiting for me from Dario, I’m going to tell him he needs to stay alert and clear of me. This really pisses me off because I wanna use his tongue again, but I’m not having his death on my watch because of this psycho constantly claiming me.
