Page 211 of I Will Break You


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“Xero,” I whisper. “Please don’t tease me like this. I need you inside me. It hurts to be so empty.”

At my words, his pale eyes transform into twin flames, burning through my outer layers until I feel naked.

“You want this cock?”

“Fuck, yeah,” I say with a groan.

“Tell me you want this as much as I do,” he says, his voice urgent.

“I want it.”

“Tell me you want me.”

“I want you.”

He enters me in a hard thrust that makes me see spirits. Floating dots of white that dance in my vision like twinkling stars. The stretch is incredible, every inch of my core filled to the brink of ecstasy. I arch my back, my inner walls adjusting to his girth.

Xero bends over me, his mouth clamping around my jugular. “You’re mine,” he snarls, his teeth closing around my skin as he punctuates the sentence with a hard thrust. “You’re all I ever think about. You’re all I ever want. You’re in my lungs, under my skin, in all four chambers of my heart. You’re the blood running through my fucking veins.”

He grips my hips and fucks me hard and fast, each push and pull igniting every nerve with sparks of pleasure. I cling to his shoulders, my nails digging into his leather coat. It’s the only thing tethering me to the world because each thrust pushes me deeper toward a precipice.

“Oh, God,” I say, my voice choked.

“That’s right. I’m your God now, and your cunt is where I rule.” He quickens his pace, his piercings hitting every pleasure spot inside me, drawing out desperate moans.

It’s too much. Not enough. I don’t know if I should scream for more or beg him to stop. My entire world concentrates into this moment, and it’s just me and him and the fireworks detonating in my soul.

Tension builds in my core, which tightens in anticipation of a climax. My body trembles, every nerve ending tingling with need. This orgasm is so close that I can almost taste it in the air.

Bucking against him, I cry out, “More, Xero. Please!”

Xero’s hot breath fans against my skin as he drives into me with hard and fast thrusts. Every slam of his hips pushes me further to the edge of a dangerous precipice.

“Come for me, little ghost,” he growls into my ear.

My clit swells to four times its usual sensitivity. Every move he makes only adds to the increasing pressure. It builds up inside me like a geyser about to erupt. I breathe hard and fast, not knowing if I’ll survive this intensity of pleasure.

Finally, an orgasm rips through my system, sending me spiraling into a whirlpool of euphoria.

“Don’t stop.” I cling to his broad shoulders, trying to stay afloat as waves of sensations crash into my senses. All the while, Xero pounds into me with unrelenting force.

Just when I think I might drown in all the pleasure, he stiffens, filling my core with streams of warm cum. My pussy flutters around his hard cock, savoring every drop until he collapses on top of me with a throaty groan.

In that moment, with our bodies intertwined and our hearts synchronized into a single, frantic beat, the truth of his declarations sink into my psyche like stones.

Xero doesn’t just complete me. He fills gaps I never knew existed. He’s the one person in the world who accepts my weaknesses, and the only man who’s ever shown me the inner layers of his heart.

Why do I keep resisting him? He isn’t the only killer in the mausoleum. I know to the depths of my soul that he won’t shy from the ugliness of my past that’s too traumatic to remember.

He exhales a long, happy sigh that warms me to the core. “I love you, Amethyst Crowley. Every beautiful, broken piece. And I’ll never let you go.”

My chest tightens. This is the point where I reciprocate. “Xero, I–”

He places a finger on my lips. “Don’t say the words until you mean them with all your heart. Take your time. I’ll wait.”

Afterward, he helps me off the stone coffin, his hands steady and supportive. We gather the bag of items we took from Mom’s house, and he carries me back through a series of stone tunnels. The air is cool and damp, the echo of our footsteps the only sound.

As we navigate the winding passages, I rest my head against his shoulder, reveling in a deep sense of satisfaction and safety. The familiar walls leading to my crawlspace come into view, and I shift in his embrace.

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