Page 54 of Promise to Break

"Rest wasn't part of the agreement for today. Think about what you're agreeing to next time."

"There won't be a next time," she assures me, lying to herself.

"So I should probably make this count." I reach for the condom I left beside the bed. "If you keep looking at me like that, Little Girl, it'll be over sooner than you think."

"Maybe I should then, because I think I'll die if you make me come again. You're going to kill me with sex.

"What a way to go, don't you think?"

"Cabron," she says, with no bite in her tone.

I chuckle at that while shielding my raging cock with the condom, and the crazy thought of filling her body with nothing between us comes over me. That's something I've never done.

The first whore to be my sex teacher made me promise I would always use protection. "It ain't worth it, boy. Now let me suck you off," she told me when I asked her why she uses the things. After the sex lessons, I learned why the shield was important and truly never had the urge to know the feeling without it. Sex was one of the only good things life had to offer, and it was good even with the condoms. So why the fuck do I want to break my only rule for her?

"Get me a pillow," I instruct her, and she does while looking confused. It's a good look on her. I lift her ass, her body limp, as I arrange her to my liking.

"I won't ask or do anything because I can't move. If you want to kill me, this will be the time."

The sass on this girl. "I'm big, and I told you I won't be gentle. Consider this pillow an act of kindness."

She snorts a laugh. "The big bad wolf can be kind?"

If she only knew that the wolf is a fluffy sheep at its core. "When needed. Remember, you asked for this. I told you I could be a gentleman if needed."

"Yeah, but then I wouldn't get the real you, and for today, I want the monster, the beast."

She'll never see the real me because the only people who see that man are no longer here to tell the tale. However, I can give her some fragments of the real monster she's so keen to meet.

"Look at me," I demand. "I need to see your eyes when I enter you." I don't wait for her to obey me. My dick has a life of its own when I thrust into her. "Fuck, little angel, look at you, so beautiful when you're wrecked."

"It's too much. You're too much," she sobs, her eyes filled with tears. It's the first time I've seen her in this state, and it's because of me. I relish it, and I want more of it.

"You can still ask for my other version."

She shakes her head, and I start to move. Her nipples pebble even more by the friction of my dick sliding in and out of her.

Her heat is everything I knew it would be, and more, so much more. The empath in me is thrilled. He likes her a little too much.

No can do, asshole. No can do.

I drag myself out of her fully, only to push myself in as brutally as I can. "Such a good cunt. Little girls like you have the best cunts in the world, you know?"

Tears streak her cheeks, falling to the pillow beneath her head, all her sass gone.

"You asked for this, Little Girl. It's your doing. Now you're mine."

"I'm not." Her voice is stronger than it should be. I bite her nipple while moving inside her with full abandon. She's the closest I'll get to heaven. She's been mine since the second she entered my life. Mine to torture, mine to fuck, mine to keep, mine to ruin.

"We'll see about that. Now shut up and let me fuck your sweet hole like the good little whore you are." An honest-to-God shriek comes out of her mouth as I change the angle.

"Killer…" she begs.

"What, my little whore?"

"I…"

"Yes?"

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