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“Fuck.” He plunges in again, panting in my ear like an animal.
I cry out, the pain spreading from my pussy to my stomach, then straight to my heart.
Everything hurts, whether my body or my soul, but I bite my lower lip, adamant to take it.
“Fuck,” he murmurs again as he finds a rhythm, deep but slow and sinfully consuming.
My head bangs against the door as the pain slowly morphs into pleasure. My tongue wets my lower lip over the aching marks my teeth left. I’m shaking all over, my legs unstable and my head trapped in a messy fog. In a sense, Eli’s hand around my throat is the only thing keeping me upright.
And sane.
So I bite his forefinger that’s resting near my mouth and sink my teeth into it as I rock against him.
“Fuck.” He goes stronger, his rhythm upping in both depth and intensity as he breathes harshly.
His thumb finds my clit and he rubs and teases me in circles as he fucks me into oblivion.
I’m so wet, the in-and-out of his cock echoes in the room like a dark symphony of lust. It’s obscene that I’m even getting so into this considering the circumstances, but I am, so much so, I grow more aroused with each measured thrust.
Eli pulls out almost completely, then drives in again, hitting a sensitive spot inside me.
A violent sensation thrashes through me. White stars dance behind my eyes as I let it wash over me in a consuming wave. I bite his finger harder as muffled moans slip out of me.
The orgasm is the strongest I’ve ever had, but also the most painful.
“Christ. Fuck!” He grabs a handful of my waist as he goes deep and fast, his teeth sinking into the side of my neck, sucking the flesh.
“Mine,” he growls against my neck as he comes inside me in one ruthless go and warmth fills me.
And then his lips replace his finger as he kisses me senseless. It’s a mess of teeth, tongues, and primal frustration that spreads from inside me to where we’re connected.
Being kissed by Eli is a beautiful torment. It’s addictive. It’s toxic. It’s sweetly poisonous.
He pulls out of me and I feel sticky wetness sliding down my thighs.
I’m still reeling from the throbbing orgasm as he nips my lips one final time before he pulls back.
He holds my arm as I turn around, probably sensing I’m unable to stand on my own.
My dress is still bunched up to my waist and I follow his darkened eyes as they take in the sight of his cum mixed with my blood. The pink fluid slides down my thighs and pools in my precious shoes.
“Guess this means I didn’t cheat on you,” I whisper, my voice hoarse, my body aching everywhere.
Down to my stupid heart.
He steps toward me. I hold up a hand. “Stay the hell away from me.”
I straighten my dress as much as possible, my lips set in a dignified line as I resist the urge to bawl my eyes out.
There’s no way in hell I’ll let him see me break down. Not now.
Once I’m done, I turn around to leave.
A jacket is draped around my shoulders and Eli pulls the pins from my hair, setting it free. His scent saturates my nostrils and I loathe that I take any form of solace from it. Or the fact that he smells a bit like me.
Though something tells me his darkness will stifle my flowery scent soon enough.
He’s destructive like that.
