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He slammed my body on the small bed, his frame barely fitting. I moaned with every area he touched, losing all sanity with the distance we had.
This was the closest I had ever been to him aside from the time when we kissed accidentally. He looked at me with the same resentful eyes, and again, something painful tugged at my heartstrings.
“You weren’t satisfied taking my first love’s life, and now you want to take my body, too?” he whispered harshly. “I didn’t think someone with such an innocent gaze could be so cruel”
“Are you finally going to leave me all alone after this? Is that what you want, huh?”
He held onto my chin, not with the force that accompanied his voice, but with a surprising gentleness that made my heart skip a beat.
“Yes,” I managed to whisper before I could even comprehend what I was saying.
He clicked his tongue and shook his head. “Fine,” he muttered.
He unbuckled his belt before grabbing my shirt and tearing it right off my body, revealing the bra underneath. I gasped at its suddenness and the chills that ran through my spine.
“Rowan,” I said, holding weakly onto his hand.
He shoved it away. “What? Don’t tell me you changed your mind.”
I bit my lip and turned to the side.
He then reached behind my body, reaching for my bra, and snapped it right off with ease. With my chest bare and in full view of him, I felt myself growing wetter down there.
It was ridiculous, I know. But the man I loved for the longest time was right on top of me. Along with that, he was doing this gentler than I had expected that it was making me even more confused.
I breathed heavily as he removed his belt from his jeans and positioned my arms how he wanted–right above my head. He then pressed his elbows on my sides and began massaging my breasts.
“Ah!” I moaned out loud.
“You’re enjoying this, huh?” he chuckled darkly. “That’s how desperate you are for me?”
He licked my nipple, biting the sensitive buds that turned my hole into a pool in my underwear.
“Fuck,” he cursed and moved away, removing the rest of his clothes. I watched with hazy eyes how his body was caught by the lights filtering through the curtains.
Beautiful.
If I could describe him with one word, it would be that. However, it was also painful. Because, in the back of my mind, I knew he was just doing this out of spite. And I was stupid enough to cling to it despite
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knowing he would hate me even more right after it.
His hands wrapped around his massive dick and began stroking himself. All I could do was watch in stunned silence while his tip rested on my abdomen, dangerously close to my hole.
“Well, what do you think?” he asked, breaking the silence. “This is what you wanted, right?”
I couldn’t answer; the words caught in the back of my throat. He’s going to rip me apart with how big he is.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” he hissed, pressing his cock on my lips and shoving his tip before I could
close them.
I looked up at him, whimpering. I shook uncontrollably under him since I knew what my fate was going to
- be.
His taste on my tongue was even sweeter than the aphrodisiac Zaria had fed me. Although it had a twinge of bitterness, a slap of reality that this was all fake.
He let out a low growl as he felt my mouth widen around his thick cock. He continued to push more of his length into my mouth, watching as my eyes widened in surprise and my jaw struggled to open for him.
“You look so fucking innocent,” he muttered. “I hate it.”
“Enough,” he said after a while. Through watery eyes, I looked up at him again.
“I told you not to look at me like that,” he groaned, and I looked away with warm, pink cheeks.
At that moment, I really wanted to kiss him. His lips were bitten red, and I wondered what it would be li: to taste them–not accidentally but deliberately. With love and cherishing like mates would.
However, before I could ponder upon it longer, he held onto my shoulder and turned me around.
“Better,” he muttered, and I felt my heart freeze. Was he saying that he couldn’t even look at me while we fucked? Tears pricked in my eyes again, but as he rubbed his cock on my clothed hole, I couldn’t help but
moan.
I didn’t like this.
‘You like this. You’re filthy. You planned all of this.
Zaria’s voice echoed in the back of my mind, reminding me I was a terrible person.
I felt his hand slip into my waistband and pulled my pants and underwear down all at once. Then, he grabbed my legs, one hand moving to my hole to finger me.
“You’re even so wet right now,” he whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver. “You must have prepared for this.”
I was glad he took the time to prepare me, but at the same time, the blur between my fantasy and reality became even more intense. At that moment, I found myself begging.
“M–more,” I whispered before I could stop myself. “More, please.”
I heard him scoff before he pulled his fingers out of me. With that, he grasped his cock and lined the tip
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with my opening. I shuddered when I felt it make contact with my wetness.
He pushed a few inches first, and I bit my lip. Fuck, he was massive. He didn’t give me a chance to get used to his size and instead rammed in and out of me with his hard, brutal pace.
It was painful, but along with that was pleasure. It reminded me of what it was like to love Rowan.
That there will always be hurt amidst the happiness.
I whimpered from his size that felt like it was stretching me open. But I couldn’t deny how good it felt to have my mate inside me. He was hitting all the right spots.
A low groan escaped his lips, and for a moment, I was happy. Was I pleasuring him, too?
“Rowan,” I moaned, and he moved to cover my mouth.
He kept up with this brutal pace. It felt so good and so wrong at the same time. I felt myself getting nearer and nearer to my release.
“You’re so fucking needy,” he spat and began hammering his hips, making me feel every inch of his cock.
He finally let go of my mouth so I could moan freely. After a few minutes, he also released, and my hole clenched around his length.
I slumped on the bed, broken and used. I turned around, hoping he would hold me just for a couple of seconds. However, I watched as he placed his clothes on with a nonchalant expression.
He then turned to me with a glare before shaking my head. “That’s what you wanted, right?”
“There–you have it,” he smirked.
“Are you satisfied now?”
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