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Fuck, Maeve's pussy is even better than I remember. Maybe it's because I don't have to worry about waking her, or maybe it's because I can finally sink all of my cock into her. I feel her tense when I'm less than halfway into her, squeezing my cock tight like a vice until I can't move another inch. She won't let me in, my stubborn girl.

I run my hand along her spine, but she tries to smack me away while trying to crawl away from me. That's when I grip her wrists, collecting them behind her back and holding them in one of my hands. "Relax, ma petite fleur. Let me in." I say calmly. I do shallow thrusts into her with what of my cock she's let in, but she doesn't ease up. She's still being stubborn. "Take a deep breath, that's it. There we go." I say,talking herthrough calming down. But she still has a vice grip on my cock so tight that I can't move further.

Fuck it, I can apologize for being too rough later. I pull out until only the head is peaking out from her wet cunt and admire her arousal glistening on my shaft. I want to dive my tongue into her, to taste how badly she wants me. But this is a reminder and a warning about who is in charge here. She doesn't get her sweet little pussy eaten until she can behave.

I keep her wrists in one hand, holding them tightly behind her back like handcuffs. My other hand is pressing her lower back into the grass so she can't run from me. “Deep breaths, I'm going to fuck you now.” I warn before I shove my cock into her in one rough, fast thrust.

Maeve screams, trying to fight her wrists in my hold. But I'm not letting go. I give her a second to adjust to my size and me to adjust to how amazing she feels before I start to move. I don't want to bust before I even get to enjoy being inside of her.

I grind my hips into her ass a few times, feeling how tight Maeve is around me. I want her to enjoy the feeling of my cock reaching as far as it can before I start to fuck her.

Fuck she feels so good. I pull most of my cock out, ready to slam back home. But I see my cock is stained red with my girl's blood.

Fuck!

Her first time shouldn't have been in our fucking back yard. I push back into her, leaning my chest against her back. I feel her hands grip onto my shirt, but I ignore it. I lean into her until my mouth is right next to her ear. "Why didn't you tell me?" I ask quietly. "Would it have changed anything?" She asks in response, as if she's accepted defeat. I have to make myself ignore the few tears running down her tanned cheek. I know I probably just hurt her, I'm not a small guy, and this isn't the ideal position for someone's first time. But the damage is already done.

I liked my girl when she was feisty, fighting me off, kicking me. But this feels wrong. Her just laying limp in the grass feels wrong. "We're going to get this over with and go back inside, okay?" I say calmly. I sit back up, letting go of her hands. She doesn't even move them. They simply fall limp to her sides, hitting the grass with a small thud. I sigh, running my hand along her spine while I slowly thrust into her, not wanting to hurt her more than I already have.

I take my time, fucking her slow. Fuck, she feels amazing. But I feel terrible. When I finally feel myself so close to losing it, I bury myself in her so far that she whines, finally having some sort of reaction to me. Her thighs squeeze together and she tenses around my cock. "I know, fleur. I know." I tell her while I empty myself as far into her as I can reach. "No…” She whines when she realizes what I'm doing.

I pull my cock out of her once I've drained my cum as deep into her as possible. "It's already done." I say. I tuck my bloody dick back into my pants and pull her sweatpants back up. It takes me a second to get up off the ground, fuck my leg is throbbing. I've been wearing mylegtoo long today, and it's cold as shit in our house. But when I get up, I scoop Maeve up into my arms, she tenses, but doesn't fight me as I carry her back inside. "Do you want to lay on the couch while I make you something to eat?" I ask her sweetly. She shakes her head, not giving me a verbal answer. "Tell me how to help you." I beg of her. "Maybe a warm bath? A little massage? What's your favorite movie? We can lay together and cuddle with a heating pad." I suggest. I don't know, I'll do anything to help her right now. I know she's probably uncomfortable and she'll be sore tomorrow, I just want to help her.

Maeve doesn't respond to me while I walk back into the house. She doesn't even look at me. I'll do anything to get rid of this silence that she's giving me. But if she tells me to take her home, I'm going to have to disappoint her again. This is home. I'm not giving her up after obsessing over her for the last six months. “Tell me how to help you, ma fleur.” I insist. I need her to talk to me, yell at me, punch me in the face. Something! "I'm just tired." Maeve says quietly, refusing to look at me. She keeps her eyes on her lap as I cradle her in my arms. "You need to eat something first." I say to her, staring down at her in hopes she'll even spare me a glance. She doesn't. "Not hungry." She says even quieter.

I can't have her not eating. She was already hungover when I had to drug her, I know she has to be nauseous right now. She needs to eat so she can feel better. “I need you to eat, ma fleur. The drugs I gave you will hurt your stomach if you don't.” I beg. I need her to let me help her. But she shakes her head no, her eyes fixated on her hands like they're the best thing she's ever seen. “Not hungry.” She responds again.

Fuck. She hates me.

Chapter 24

Leon's POV

The last two days have been shit. Maeve isn't saying anything to me. She's not even leaving our bedroom. She's already asleep when I come home from work. She doesn't move when I join her in bed, and she's sitting on the windowsill reading when I get up for the gym in the morning. She doesn't even spare me a glance when I get up. I haven't been able to take my leg off in two days because I'm afraid she'll try to run again and hurt herself. Hopefully, she's learned that the shock is painful and unavoidable. If she makes it to the property line and I'm not there to pull her back, she'll just keep getting shocked.

So, I've been leaving myleg on non-stop. It fucking hurts. I know it's bruised, I see it in the shower and at the gym. Fuck, it's still sore as Hell from having the house so cold. But it's temporary, and for her safety. So it's worth it. But I did turn the thermostat up a little, noticing she's actually been cold at night. So I think that will help my leg.

I hate that she isn't speaking to me. But I'll crack her, I just have to give her time to warm up to me. I haven't told her yet that she can take her finals online as long as it's monitored by a professor to make sure she isn't cheating. I spoke to the college, in two weeks she can take her finals. I think that will fix her mood, knowing she won't have to retake her third year of college. I'll tell her after dinner, hopefully she'll eat something. She hasn't eaten a single bite since I brought her here. It's concerning, and if it doesn't stop soon I'm going to have to intervene.

I've been giving her sports drinks, just so she doesn't make herself sick by not eating. But it's not enough. She needs calories. She needs a fucking meal.

Today, however, was a rough day. I had to make the unfortunate call to have another patient admitted. A woman, a young woman, roughly Maeve's age. She was assaulted at a party after her drink was spiked. She told me about how she could still see the faces of the men. She's terrified that she could be pregnant. She confided in me that she was going to jump from the tallest building in Houston if she was pregnant. I want to help her, but I also need her alive.

I wrote her a prescription for a medical abortion pill, waited until the pharmacy said she had filled it, and called in that I needed her put into treatment. I know it sucks, I know she didn't want to be put on suicide watch, but I can help her if she lets me. I know she doesn't want to die. She cried in my office telling me that she wanted to live, that she's tired of seeing their faces when she closes her eyes. She's tired of being scared of running into these men. I can handle that. But not today, I have a few days until she should be out of care anyway, I'll worry about her rapists then.

Right now, I've just had a shitty day. I come home to see Maeve curled up in a ball in bed. She's under a mountain of blankets, pretending to be asleep. I know she just doesn't want me to bother her. But I need her right now.

I strip off my clothes, throwing them in the laundry basket before getting under the blanket with her. She tenses when I wrap my arm around her, but she doesn't move otherwise. I think she wants me to think she's asleep. I lift the leg of her short silk shorts, pushing the fabric aside. Fuck, I love that she doesn't wear panties to bed. I lick a few fingers, rubbing them along her cunt. Finally, she reacts to me. She reaches back to move my hand from her. But I don't let her move me. I slip a finger into her slowly while her hand grips my wrist. "Leon…” She says. She sounds like she's asking me not to, but she isn't telling me no. So I don't stop.

I massage her walls with my finger until I feel her start to get wet. That's when I pull my finger out and guide my cock slowly into her. It takes me far too long to fully sink into her. She tenses, just as she did in the yard. But I slowly work my cock into her, trying to get her to ease up and let me in so I don't have to hurt her again.

I hear her let out a little whimper and I see her fist her shirt, her knuckles almost turning white at the grip. So I gather her hands, holding them in one of mine in front of her while I fuck her. "You feel so good wrapped around my cock, fleur." I groan into her ear. Fuck, I love this pussy. I pick up my pace, fucking into her a little harder. "I'm not on the pill." She tells me. I know what she's asking, she doesn't want me to cum in her again. I slide my arm between the mattress and her until my arm is wrapped around her chest. "I have to, fleur. It's okay, I'll take care of you." I tell her, kissing her neck lightly. That's the first thing she's said to me in two days. I hate that this was what it was.

I fuck Maeve until I feel myself ready to explode, same as in the yard, I bury myself to the hilt in her as I cum deep in her. She lets out a little groan, probably not comfortable with my size yet, while I empty my balls in this beautiful woman. But I don't pull out of her. I let go of her wrists and wrap that arm around her body as well, leaving my cock fully seated in her. "You can go back to sleep, ma petite fleur." I say quietly to her. I kiss her neck lightly, curling myself into her back. Fuck, I needed that. I needed her after the day I had.

I'll head to the kitchen and make her something in a little bit. For now, I'll let her sleep a little while I enjoy the feeling of her wrapped around my cock and the knowledge that my cum is trapped in her.

Chapter 25