Page 77 of Promise to Break

"You chased me even though I told you not to. The way I see it, it was self-defense. I didn't know you couldn't swim. I even gave you mouth-to-mouth. I am benevolent and kind, sir."

"Hmm… Mouth-to-mouth, you say? Remind me how you did it?"

I don't know when I got close to Killian's bed, but a moment later, I'm thrown on the slightly hard mattress. My breasts vibrate. A laugh escapes my lips as Killian covers me with his body, his pants gone as well.

"You're fast today."

"I haven't touched you for two whole days. I want to live inside you for the rest of my life. I don't know who you are, Little Girl, but you've changed me. You destroyed the walls I built, and now I swear I don't know or understand that big world out there."

"We'll experience it together," I promise him.

"Damn, Little Girl. I need to be inside you. Feel you, fuck you until you scream." His hand covers my chest through the simple shirt I wore today. I arch into him, seeking his touch. Requiring it.

"Fuck me. Hard." My pants are gone the moment his fingers find the sensitive spot beyond the fabric of my underwear, which doesn't survive long either, and are thrown over his head. I have never felt so valued and worthy as I do in the hands of this monster.

Killian lingers over me like a beautiful darkness, one that I want to dive into. I never thought I was part of the light in this world, but I know that today, I'll gladly give myself to the complete darkness of this boy, this man.

His hands find the sensitive spot between my legs, and he plays with me as if my body is the canvas and his fingers are the brushes that paint me with the colors he determines will excite us.

I never thought I would find myself time and time again in the hands of my bully.

"You're on shots, aren't you?" he asks after I squirm under him again and again and again.

I'm already close to the finish line, and I don't know how long he plans to play with my body like this. I don't care, really. All I want is more. All I need is more than he gives me. So I nod.

"Good. I'm going to fuck you without a condom, and you'll let me. You'll let me come inside you with your walls drinking my cum."

"Killian," I cry, beg, desperate for more of his touch.

He doesn't wait this time. His tongue finds my ear, and as soon as he bites the delicate spot, his cock enters me, and I release a soft cry.

"So perfect, so tight. So mine. Because you're mine, now more than ever. Tell me you're mine."

I nod, letting his body pound into me, take from me.

"Say it. I need to hear it."

"I'm yours. Yours." Those words burst out of me, and he instantly moves faster.

His every thrust inside my body sends me soaring. My eyes glaze over as I say his name over and over like the mantra of a lost person searching for his soul.

Killian is holding it now. Everything I have to give, body, mind and soul, belongs to him.

"I can't play you now, Little Girl," he says between panting breaths. "I need to come. Come for me. You can do it, right?"

"No… I don't know," I admit. I don't think I'll be able to get to the point with his crazy pace. His fingers find the throbbing spot between my legs, and he pinches it again and again. The familiar pain begins to lift me, and a soft scream escapes along with his name as a prayer to hell to accept our souls together.

"Like that. Just like that. Finish on my cock. I'm so close." Another orgasm comes as a quieter wave, calmer and much less powerful than the last.

"I'm done for," he says, accompanied by a grunt and roaring groan. "I want to live inside you, Little Girl."

Heat covers my inner walls, and I let the feeling take me over. "Don't move," I whisper.

Minutes later, he asks, "Do you want me to leave you with my cum inside?" I nod, sure that he can see the shame on my face.

"You don't need to be ashamed. If I could mark you like this every day so that the entire world would know you've taken a part of me with you, I would."

"I need to go," I say, my fingers making circles on his chest, tracing the marks of his tattoos, feeling the scars that I don't dare ask about. In truth, I don't need to ask. He revealed a lot to me today, so I think I know where those came from.

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