Chapter 13
Tristan
Insane. That’s what I feel looking down at her fucking wet pussy waiting for me. Crazy. Worse than I’d ever felt before. And it’s all because of her. I’m insane, and I blame her for partly. After this, after I’m inside her, I know that I’m never going to be the same, and I’m kissing her neck, debating whether I should do it.
The Doc would say no. Stay the hell away from that girl but how the hell can I?
“Will it hurt?”
“I’m bigger than most guys, Ash. It’s going to hurt, and sadly, I’m going to love every second of hurting you.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s what I do. I thrive on pain. Mine or others.” She nods her head as I grab my cock and position it at her entrance. I debate going slow, letting her adjust, or just fucking her hard. Both options war in my head, but only one wins.
I thrust roughly into her, and she screams for me. Her hands come up, her nails digging into my back, and I savor every second of the burn as she breaks my skin.
“That’s it, Ash. Fucking mark me,” I growl as I pull back just to drive into her once again. I keep going, needing her like I’ve never needed anything in my life. I don’t know if it’s just a phase, but something in my head says it’s not.
It says that this is more, that I fucking need her more than I would if it was just a phase.
I roll my hips, fucking her long and hard, and she keeps crying out for more. My Little Nun is now tainted and defiled because of me. Not that she wasn’t already because I did do other things to her but this? This just solidifies what I’ve been wanting to do to her.
My hips buck, fucking her like I’m a starved man, and for her, I am. This is everything I thought it would be and more.
“Fuck, Ash. This is too good,” I growl as I keep going. There’s no stopping me right now, but then her phone rings. I glance over as I slow down and see it’s Ben and smirk.
“Answer it,” I tell her. She shakes her head. “I said, answer it.” It’s an order this time. I grab the phone and pass it to her, keeping a slow pace as she presses the button.
“Hello?” I keep fucking her while she’s on the phone with her soon to be ex boyfriend. I keep going because there’s no way I can stop myself now that I’m inside her. I lean down and bite her shoulder once more, marking me as my own.
“I’m … I’m fine.” I hear the one-sided conversation before I start to pick up my pace. Ash can’t handle it and hangs up the phone. Ben calls right back, but her hands are gripping my forearms as I take her faster.
“You’re a bad Little Nun. You know that? You like having my cock deep inside of you, don’t you? You like the feel of me in you. How’d you like talking to your ex while I’m ruining this pussy?” She’s gasping for air, moaning like crazy, and I still can’t get enough.
A few more rough thrusts into her, and I feel her body tense.
“Tristan!” She calls out for me.
“You’re going to come, baby. That’s it. Keep fucking doing that,” I tell her until her whole body begins to tremble and she releases. I follow behind her, coming like a crazed man inside her. My cock jerks, releasing everything that’s been pent up inside me from being around her.
When I’m done, I pull out and drop next to her.
“Am I bleeding?” she asks, looking down at my condom-covered cock. I glance down and grin.
“Yeah, you are. For me, Ash. You’re fucking bleeding for me.”
“I need to clean this up.”
“No. Leave it alone. We’ll shower later.”
“Isn’t that gross?”
“No. It’s not. It’s sexy as fuck I made you bleed like that. I was the first one inside you, Ash, and I’m going to be the last.” She sighs, and I reach for her, pulling her into me. She rests her head on my chest, careful not to touch my stomach, but I want the pain. I crave it.
“How do you feel?”
“Tired,” she yawns. I chuckle a little.
“Try to sleep. We’ll grab dinner later,” I tell her. She nods her head, and her warm breath dances over my flesh as she finally falls asleep. I lie still, letting her sleep as I think about what I’ve just done. I’ve ruined her purity. I’ve taken something she held so dearly to her, and I don’t even feel bad. In the back of my mind, I think I should, but I don’t. She’s mine. I knew it the first time I laid eyes on her that she was going to be mine. I just had to figure out how to make that happen.
When Ash wakes up back, we shower and I clean her up before we head out to grab something to eat.
“Can I ask you something?” she asks.
“Yeah.”
“The crash. You did it on purpose, Tristan.”
“So?”
“So, is this something I have to worry about all the time? You doing something crazy?” I lean my elbows on the table in front of me and look directly into her eyes.
“I’m not normal, Ash. Never will be, and sometimes I do stupid shit that doesn’t seem so stupid at the time.”
“Why did you do it?”
“You told me you were staying away from me. I couldn’t have that.”
“You did it so I wouldn’t walk away?”
“Partially. The other part, I did it because I wanted to fucking feel something again.”
“I can’t be with you if you keep doing those things,” she tells me.
“I can’t promise what I will and won’t do. It’s not how my brain works, Ash.”
“Will you try at least?” I nod my head.
“I can do that much.”
“Okay. As long as you try.”
“Then you’re willing to be with me?” I ask her, needing to hear her fucking say the words. I need to hear it come out of her mouth, yet it doesn’t really matter to me. She’s mine now, even if I have to kill Ben for getting in my way. I’m not letting her go.
“I’ll be with you.”
“And Ben?”
“I don’t know what to say about Ben. I need to break it to him gently,” she says.
“He’s not a baby.”
“Compared to you, he is.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m just saying he doesn’t have a hardened exterior like you do. He’s breakable,” she explains as I chuckle.
“Whatever you say. As long as he doesn’t put his hands on you, I’m fine with it.”
“He won’t.”
“Good. Because I’d have no problem killing him,” I add. Her eyes widen before she sees the look in mine. She has to know I’d do it. I’d fucking cut his insides out and shove them back down his throat.
“Do you have work to do?” she asks, changing the subject.
“A little. Why?”
“Can I come?” Now I smile.
“You can come anytime, Ash. You don’t need to ask.”
“Will there be other girls there?” I shake my head.
“No. Just you.”
“Okay.” We finish our food and then head over to the warehouse, where I get back to work on the sculptures. Ash sits off to the side on the sofa, watching me so intently, like she has nothing better to do. Her eyes stay glued to everything I’m doing, and I couldn’t fucking be happier than I am right now.
One would think after the surgery that I shouldn’t be doing this, but no one understands the way I need the pain to feel something, anything. I love the feeling, the ache.