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I know that the girl or woman reading this now may have her face scrunched up in disgust because to them, I have been nothing but cheap— and I can not bla them for thinking that way about .
Why?
Because they are right.
I am cheap. Very cheap.
And my cheapness is the only reason I would look at the face of the man who has made feel less and less of myself with each passing day and not feel anything else besides desire.
My cheapness is the reason I loved my torntor so much simply because he was so good in bed, the re thought of him touching would make exceedingly wet.
And my cheapness is the reason I am now kissing him like my whole life depended on it even when only a couple of minutes ago, he had just shown a crowded room just how desperate he wanted Leilani to be in his bed.
Leilani, not .
And do you know what?
I always knew.
I an, why else would he go through all that stress just to have her sister out of the picture? Why else would he make disguise as a girl who ’had killed her own mother’ just to be locked up in the Stormborn’s dungeons simply because he wanted to get close to Chalice?
Why else would he make the bad guy only to swoop in like the hero of the day because he wanted her to feel indebted to him so much that she would agree to take his mark?
Why?
Because he loved her.
And I knew this. But despite this knowledge, I still kissed him with all the fire in my body. I still pushed my bare breasts into his face, hoping that he would take the initiative and suckle on them.
My body tingled with raw pleasure when he fisted one of my breasts in his hands, and the other free one, he slapped his lips unto, licking and sucking at the sensitive bud until I was nothing but a writhing ss before him. And until my entire body was so charged, heat pooled between my legs.
When he kissed the spot between my breasts, I moaned. But just as I did that, I could also rember the way elder Timothy looked at like I was a fool when Darius almost exploded after being told to take a wife.
The disgusting mory coupled with the sweet sensation charging up my spine made insanely confused and I found myself biting down on his lips while wrapping my legs around his waist as if asking him to leave but stay at the sa ti.
You see how confusing that sounds?
Exactly that.
"Anita, I do not want to do this right now," his voice was gruff as he barked into my ears but despite saying this, his fingers still trailed quickly between my exposed thighs.
They glided upward and upward until he arrived just at the entrance of my heat and I threw my head back, moaning in delight when he stuck a finger in and another.
"Mhmnnn!" I moaned so loud, my voice echoed around the space between us.
"You feel that?" He gritted against my ear, "you like it?"
I didn’t get the chance to respond before he stuck another finger in and another... until he was almost fisting .
"Fuck!" I yelled, gasping. "That is too much! Take it out!"
His touches ca with an imasurable amount of pleasure but with it ca so much pain, I couldn’t understand it.
But because I was too carried away by him, and too lost in the mont, I let him carry on.
After a mont of intense fingering, I dropped to my knees, pulling down his pants with as I went and imdiately took his dick into my mouth as soon as it sprung out of his boxers.
His reaction to that was fisting his hands into my hair. He gasped, stilled before and moaned; "Fuck it, Annie!"
"Just know that that wench will never do you like this!" I lifted my head to say before going back to devour his dick. But as soon as I said that, sothing in him snapped.
His eyes sharpened and the haze which had clouded his features slowly dissipated. Goddess, I had almost feared that he would ask to leave. That he would throw out. But he didn’t do any of those.
Instead, he roughly pulled to my feet, slapped hard across the face, and before I could respond, he bent over a table and ramd into without so much as a preamble.
The scream that wrenched out of my throat was loud and agonizing. But what was more agonizing was the way he fucked without a care in the world. It was the way he pounded his massive cock into from behind without caring if I hurt or not.
I was still reeling, still crying from the brutal treatnt when he suddenly lifted my legs in such a way that I was completely bare to him and slamd so deep, I felt him reach my hilt.
"Arghhh, stoppp!" I cried out in pain, shaking when I felt sothing warm trickle down my thighs.
But it wasn’t my juices, neither was it his sen.
The pain I had been feeling intensified when he thrust one last ti into and staggered away, panting as he went to rest against a wall.
His eyes flashed as he said; "I loved you, Anita..."
But it wasn’t the words that worried . It was his choice of tenses.
Loved. Like it was in the past.
Loved. Like I no longer existed to him.
I shuddered as I fell to the floor and it wasn’t until I tried backing into a wall that I felt a sharp pain at my lower back. It ripped through my body and soul, tearing at everything until all I felt was the urge to close my eyes and sleep.
"If you sleep, you’ll die." He said slowly, emotionlessly, his eyes never leaving my face.
"If you do not sleep, you’ll also die but you’ll just take longer to do so."
"What did you do to ?" My voice was gruff, reflecting all the pain I was in.
"I stabbed you." He answered so callously, one would think he was talking about the weather. "Talking to you earlier, I realized you’ll be a problem for Leilani... so I had to take you out of the picture. I had to make sure that—"
"But she’s dead!" I snarled at him, hating the way he rolled his eyes at .
"She isn’t. She never was, and I’ll find her."
Oh boy, he’s insane!
"But do you know who will be dead now?" He asked coldly but before I could answer, he finished; "...you."
Sothing twisted in my guts when he said that and I felt anger and frustration rush into all at once. In annoyance, I tried to cast a spell but because I was too weak and in too much pain, I could do nothing.
So I lowered my head and hissed; "You’ll regret this..."
But even as I said that, I didn’t fully believe it. So I spent the last few seconds of my existence cursing him out, and cursing myself out too because I am indeed cheap.
I am indeed stupid.
And I am indeed the dead one now.
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