52. Chapter Fifty-Two Neon Apocalypse
Chapter Fifty-Two: Neon Apocalypse
Tess
He just kept going and going, and I was there for it because every time he touched me, I thought I might die of ecstasy. Eventually, after hours, I was spent and could only lie there like his limp little fucktoy as he pounded into me, but that was absolute heaven, too. I was a brainless bundle of sparks, and he could do whatever he wanted if he kept doing that. In the middle of our endless night, as Maverick railed me from behind, and I was wishing it would never end, he pulled out, leaving me whimpering like a cat in heat.
“On your knees, babe.”
Lying flat on my belly, I wasn’t sure I had anything left in me to support myself. But once I slowly pulled my shaky knees up under me, he slapped my ass and gathered my hair, wrapping it around his fist. “ Fucking gorgeous,” he hissed, pulling it taut enough to wrench my head back and thrusting in harder, threading a deep moan out of me.
I’d already come at least three times, but that coil was pulling tight again. I panted in excited trepidation, not knowing if I’d stay conscious this time. I cried out at the sharp pinch to my shoulder.
“Mine,” he growled in my ear. It shouldn’t have done anything for me with my history, but I convulsed under him, nearly exploding. Just that one word almost made me come. “Fuck Monstre, you’re mine, right?”
“All yours,” I whispered, pushing back against him with every thrust. As long as he made me feel like this, he could have me.
His teeth squeezed against the meaty flesh of my shoulder as he growled out, “I claim you as my mate, Tess. For eternity. You. Are. Mine!”
The pain was exquisite as he pounded into me, but within moments, my conscious thought caught up to what it sounded like he’d just done. My heart stopped, and I lurched back, trying to throw him off me. “Wait, what?”
But he wrapped his arms around my chest and abdomen, never losing grip of his teeth in my shoulder. “Mine,” he growled, biting harder.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move or think, but I had to halt this. “No, Maverick. Stop.” I threw everything into flinging myself backward, hoping to wrench away on the rebound, but he clung onto me like a bloodsucking vampire. My mind whirled with how to break away. “Frozen! Maverick. Frozen! Seriously, stop now!”
There was a popping sound, and the sting grew sharper. I was too panicked to reason through what it all meant. A wetness from my shoulder should have clued me in; I was bleeding from the bite wound. “Mine,” he growled again, like a monster .
When he fucked like an animal, it was glorious, but that was nothing. This was a feral Maverick, unhinged and completely removed from reality. My heart raced with the fear that he would rip my throat out next.
I went limp, tears streaming from my eyes as he continued to rut into me. This wasn’t like the night before when he insisted on pleasuring me over and over again. This was a dark and selfish act, and I did what I always did when that happened. I retreated into myself, grew numb under my thick shell of dissociation and waited for the storm to end. I don’t know how long it went on for. I ceased to exist until after he roared over me, the sound muffled and distant, and then fell sprawled over my back.
The silence was deafening. My heart still raced, but everything else felt... anesthetized. Distant. Like I was watching myself from somewhere else.
Did that really just happen?
I wanted to do something. Get up. Yell at him. Move. But I couldn’t make my body listen, and he was so heavy, draped over me like a slumbering, satisfied bear. My mind replayed fragments of the whole thing over and over like a broken record as tears spilled down my cheeks. I wanted it to stop, but I couldn’t turn my brain off. Why couldn’t I turn it off?
Nothing made sense.
It was going so well.
He’d just made me trust him, but then he went and did this, and I didn’t know how we could go on like it didn’t happen after that. He’d changed everything. He’d ruined everything. I didn’t even know who I was anymore. I just wanted to wake up and find out this was all a horrible dream because it was so good to be with him until just then. Couldn’t we just rewind an hour and make it not happen ?
Or maybe it was my new Ivan-free life that was all a dream. I should have known better. I couldn’t have nice things. My fate was always going to be pain and destruction. I was cursed.
But I knew it wasn’t a dream. This was real.
And I had no idea how to deal with it.
Then the cramps began. First, in my lower abdomen, and I figured he was rough with me, so it wasn’t surprising I’d feel sore.
But they sharpened, catching a gasp in my throat. Then the ache radiated down my legs, a thunderous, pulsating twist in all the muscles down my thighs and calves.
“Fuck, get up,” I snarled.
The pain snaked around to my back, seizing up my spine. I jerked against his weight, but he didn’t move.
“Get off me!”
I pushed again, but I still couldn’t budge him. Then he groaned. Was he waking up from a fucking nap after what he’d done to me? Eventually, he edged off slowly. The pain suffocated me, assaulting my ribcage and traveling down my arms. I pulled my legs up and rolled to my side into a fetal position, groaning.
Every muscle was on fire.
When my neck stiffened, wrenching my head back, I screamed.
“Fuck, Tess. Are you okay?”
I shouted, not necessarily at him, but in response to the agony. It quickly became directed at him when he asked me such a stupid question, and I remembered it was his fault. “No. I’m dying. What the fuck have you done to me?”
“Shit, Tess. Everything hurts?” He grasped my chin and pulled it toward him. “Look at me. ”
I couldn’t open my eyes. I couldn’t open my fists. I could barely open my mouth. I just wanted to curl into the tightest ball possible until the pain went away.
And if that wasn’t going to happen, I wanted to die quickly.
“Open your eyes, Tess.” But he was prying my eyelids up anyway, not waiting for me to respond. “They’re red. Fuck, baby. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, but it’ll be okay. We’re gonna be okay. I know it hurts, but this is good news . This is really good fucking news.”
Why was he excited about me being in so much pain?
“I want to die,” I wheezed.
“No, babe. No dying on me now.” He pushed my shoulder until I was lying on my back, redirected my arms out of his way and forced my legs apart.
“No,” I cried. “Get away!” How dare he try to fuck me again when I was in so much pain?
“I know, babe. I know. I have to do this, or you’ll die.”
“Good. Let me die.”
“No, Tess. No fucking way. You’re mine now, and I have to give you some of my power. You’ll never die, okay? We can always be together after this, but you have to let me do this.”
I was too far in my head to know what he was talking about, and I couldn’t fight him anyway. He pried my limbs apart and entered me gently. He started thrusting, fast but gentle. His shadows must have had my hands and legs restrained because his hands were cupping each cheek as he pressed gentle kisses all over my face. “You’ll be okay, Tess. We’ll be okay now. I promise nothing will ever hurt you again.”
The tears streamed from my eyes as he thrust into me. All the muscles in my body were still seizing, and the pain was unbearable, and then a tendril of pressure began circling my clit .
“No,” I sobbed. “I don’t want to come. Just do what you have to do and be done with it.”
He kissed my nose. “We have to come together, Tess. When we come together, the channel will open so we can share power. But we won’t have any left. We’ll both fall into stasis.”
I clenched my eyes closed hard, resigning myself to the process. He wasn’t giving me any other choice, or I’d have chosen death. Letting out a long breath, I focused on the sensual parts of the physical experience. Tried to push all the thoughts and pain out of my head and let the pressure build in my core, but it was damn near impossible. I should have known how to do it, but I’d never been in this much agony before.
I’d been hit and kicked and burned, but never anything like this. When the pressure started to crest, I was shocked it was even possible. I let the moment carry me further.
“I’ve never felt as exquisite as when I’m wrapped up in your body. I’m going to fill you up any second now. Come when you’re ready, Tess.”
Pain and pleasure to the highest degree I’d ever experienced, I let the wave crash over me, and we screamed together. The walls of my pussy squeezed his throbbing cock, pushing us both even further. Wave after wave pulsed through us both, and I got lost in this haze, forgetting the torment of my reality.
His weight pressed down on my body.
And that was it. Darkness.