Chapter 16 #2
Her nails scraped at my temple, and the pain brought forth a groan that vibrated her folds, making her breath even more erratic.
I claimed those sounds, forcing them out of her, marking her as mine with every stroke of my tongue.
Every inch of her belonged to me, and I would remind her of that until she couldn’t think without remembering this night.
Only I could make her feel like this. Only I would ever know how beautiful she was as she was falling apart. And only I would ever put her back together.
“Please, Alek, I want you inside of me. Please.”
My cock pressed against my zipper, straining to reach her. She was so empty, my Eva. She needed me to fill her up, to show her how pleasurable darkness could be.
“I will be, baby. Soon. But first, I want you to come on my tongue.”
Eva’s body trembled, her hips rocking up to meet my quick movements. She was close. I could feel it.
I could taste it.
Her eyes became glassy, unfocused. “Alek… Alek, I—”
But she was cut off by the sound of her own orgasm rippling through her, her moans cut off mid-sound like everything inside of her was trembling.
I hummed as the sweet taste of her cum filled my senses, my favorite flavor in the world.
I wanted to wake up with the taste of her pleasure in my mouth every morning for the rest of my life.
“That… that was amazing,” she sighed, still looking at me like a good fucking girl.
I hummed, my lips pulling into a smirk. “Did you think I was done with you?”
Her eyes widened, the lust still fully present in the chocolate depths.
Eva’s gaze flicked to my tattoos, which I was beginning to learn she really liked if the way her irises darkened was any indication. My whole torso was covered with them, and with the way I’d slightly unbuttoned my black shirt today, they were more in view.
And my little minx liked it.
She undressed me with her eyes before saying, “You’re not?”
I shook my head, and her knees trembled a moment later.
“No, solnyshka. I’m not. I plan on fucking you until you’re begging me to stop, and your legs are shaking from trying to hold in my cum.
I want to watch it leak down your thighs while your eyes roll back in your head again and again.
I want to choke you and slap you and make you so goddamn red that no one will mistake who you belong to. ”
And though she looked frightened, she still breathed out, “Then do it.”
I unzipped my trousers and freed my cock. A bead of precum coated the tip. Eva licked her lips at the sight of it, my girl not frightened even at the sight of pain.
She lifted her hips as if to entice me to move quicker. Her wet pussy pressed against my cock, and she gasped. “I need you. Now.”
My hand shot out to grab her throat. I squeezed, savoring the feeling of her life under my hand. Such a heady feeling, power. “Did I say you could move?" I growled.
She whimpered. "No, sir."
"So then don't. Fucking. Move. Just take what I give you like a good girl."
With one of my hands, I grabbed her hips and held her steady. With the other, I cupped her breast, pulling and tweaking the nipple until it hardened under my touch. I did the same to the other one until her entire body burned for me.
“Alek, please—”
Eva didn’t have time to brace herself before I thrust deep inside of her, stretching her to the point of fullness, groaning as her body tightened around me, yet welcomed me eagerly.
She cried out in both pain and pleasure, hands flying to my back, her nails digging into the skin. Soon after, I felt something warm and wet cover my cock.
Fuck. It was her blood.
It took everything in me not to pound into her at that realization, my demons practically singing at the fact that she was finally, officially mine and only mine.
A tear crawled down her cheek, landing on her full bottom lip. Seeing it shouldn’t have pleased me as much as it did, but I always did enjoy the sight of suffering. Especially on someone so fucking beautiful.
My hand moved down to her clit, rubbing it and making her wetter. I knew this hurt her, but she was strong enough to handle it.
“You can take it, baby,” I murmured, pressing my lips to her back while I slightly rocked, letting her get used to the feeling of being stretched. “You were made for me. You can handle it.”
She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply.
“Look at me, Eva.”
Her eyes fluttered open, chocolate meeting mine with steady resolve. That’s my girl.
“Don’t look away. Look at me. Tell me if you want me to stop.”
She nodded, inhaling one more time. “I don’t want you to stop.”
I gave her a second to change her mind, but she only seemed to become more determined, her hands pressing hard into my back as if to move me herself. I withdrew my length only to slowly push it back in even further.
She hissed, but this time, I didn’t stop, continuing to move in and out of her while my hands roamed her body. "You feel so good. So good, pretty girl. You’re so fucking perfect, Evangeline."
I looked down at her determined expression and almost smiled. "Who do you belong to?"
"Y-you."
“That’s right,” I said, stroking her cheek where another tear had escaped. “You’re mine. You can take all of me. You’re doing so well. Fuck, Eva. You’re so fucking tight.”
A hint of a moan lined the breath she let out when I thrust again, feeling myself bottom out into her. “Is that a good thing?” she asked.
"It's fucking incredible."
When her face finally slackened, all hints of her wincing gone, I increased my rhythm, going faster and faster and faster until I was slamming into her. Eva’s body rocked, but she held onto my body even when I could tell the pain was assaulting her from every angle.
In and out, I pounded into her soaking pussy while her moans and my grunts filled the air.
I leaned forward, shifting our angle slightly. Inch by rock-hard inch, I drove into her like an animal. Our skin slapped together, my balls hitting her with force, and I could feel myself becoming more beast than man. A primal thing that cared only about fucking my woman.
Soon, every one of Eva’s breaths was either a whimper or a moan, the little sounds driving me even more wild. I loved how fucking vocal she was, how she let the pleasure consume her completely. I committed the music to my memory, vowing to replay it over and over in my head until I died.
When Eva bit her lip, I snarled and reached forward, gripping her jaw so tightly she gasped. My fingers ripped her bottom lip free. "Don't you ever hold back those pretty little sounds from me. I want to hear you scream my name so everyone knows who is making you feel like this."
“A-Alek,” she whimpered.
I grabbed onto her chin and forced her to look me in the eye, to look at her reflection in the dark void of my irises. “Look at how pretty you look when I fuck you. Look how beautiful you are when you fall apart for me.”
Eva tried to shake her head. Her pretty curls were falling apart against my pillow, her bottom lip was bright red from biting it, mascara was crawling down her cheeks, and her eyes were red from unshed tears. But she’d never looked more incredible than in this moment.
The moment she became mine.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” I whispered, letting my cock punctuate each word. “So beautiful. So mine.”
“Yours,” she shuddered before her lips parted, eyes rolling in the back of her head. The orgasm took control of her body. Eva succumbed to it, hands white from where her nails carved into my back while her pussy clamped around me.
A noise of pure ecstasy escaped her. “Alek!”
“Eva,” I groaned before losing myself too, my cock pulsing inside of her, spilling my cum into her, marking her as mine. The thought of it mixing with her virgin blood, of it coating her pussy while she walked around, was enough to make me hard again.
But I couldn’t. She would be sore after today, and if I took it too far now, I could break her. She might have liked it rough now, but my world still needed easing into.
I pulled out of her, almost moaning at the sight of all our fluids on my cock.
Unwilling to wipe any of it away, I put it back into my pants before unbuttoning my shirt.
I shrugged off the dark fabric before taking the sleeve and cleaning her as best as I could, wiping away some of the blood stains but leaving my seed to dry there.
I was a possessive man, and I wasn’t willing to wipe away any of my marks, which was also why I used my favorite shirt instead of a washcloth.
I wanted to walk around this city with traces of her still on me.
If I wasn’t before, I was now obsessed with my little ballerina.
The little echoes of her I’d had so far weren’t nearly enough.
I needed to consume Eva until every breath carried her essence.
I wanted us to be so intertwined that when death finally came to claim us, the worms would feast on my heart and taste her there.
Eva fell slack against the bed, her body molding into my soft mattress. I stood, muscles flexing, before I carried her to the bathroom. Eva groaned as I set her onto her unsteady legs.
“Come on, baby,” I urged her. “You need to go to the bathroom.”
“Why?” she whined.
“Would you like a UTI?”
“No… I want to go to sleep.”
I chuckled before kissing her head. “So go to the bathroom while I grab us a couple of things. Then, you can sleep all you want as long as I’m holding you.”
She leaned forward and kissed me softly, sweetly. “Can you get me a snack, please?”
“What do you think I’m getting, solnyshka?” I grinned. “I’ve got some of your favorites stocked in the kitchen.”
Eva raised a brow. “You have sour gummy worms?”
At my nod, she asked me why, and I replied with a cheeky wink, “Because I knew it was only a matter of time before you came here. And I take care of what’s mine.”
I hurried to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks, water, aloe for the bite marks I left on her neck, and some pain medicine in case she was sore in the morning.
Eva was already in bed by the time I came back, her smile drowsy and her arms open, waiting for me.
It didn’t take long for me to gather her into my arms while she shoved a few neon, battery-acid flavored candies into her mouth, yawning a few times before curling into my chest, the smile lingering on her face while she fell asleep.
And to my surprise, I found myself smiling back as the darkness pulled me under.