Page 9 of Beatitude

“I-I can’t…” she whines while clawing at the rock, her gaze never leaving his as he fights for air.

“Oh but you will. Your pussy is going to mold to my cock so perfectly and right before he dies, you’re going to explode around me, your eyes never leaving his.”

“Ronan… no, I don’t… Oh my god!” she screams as a burst of fluid rushes from her. I look down at the mess she’s created and smirk. She’s fucking sin wrapped in a saint. I waste no time pulling myself out of my pants and pressing myself against her soaked entrance. She looks over her shoulder to stare at me but I grab her hair and force her to stare at the man.

“Show him how turned on you are getting fucked while watching him die, Everly.”

“Oh god,” she whispers, filled with shame. I insert myself and she tries to move away at the intrusion but I grip her while ramming into her. “Fuck!” She cries out.

“You’re so tight,” I whimper, lifting her shirt and kissing her back. “My angel, your cunt is so tight… fuck I can barely think straight.”

“Ronan,” she whines my name as I pull back and push back in. I notice her gaze is on the man as her walls pulsate around me.

“That’s my girl,” I whisper my praise while rubbing her clit as I drive into her deeper. “Tell him, be my good girl and tell him.”

“No,” she growls while trying to look away. She’s fighting, resisting letting go of this last strand of humanity—if only I could get her to see it’s delusion, not humanity. Her mouth can spew all the lies all she wants but her body is humming another tune. I start quickly smacking her clit, causing her to scream in pleasure; she’s close, I feel it. But she’s not going to find her release, I won’t reward her until she obeys.

“What are you doing?” She shrieks as I start to pull out. She tries to force me back but I grab her by the back of the neck and lead her to the man. Shoving her to the ground in front of his wheezing body, I kick open her legs before driving myself inside her again. I watch her as she looks from him to me and back. The shame building with her arousal. He garbles something and she closes her eyes. I stop moving and grab herthroat tightly, causing her to gasp as I raise a brow.

“I’ll do this all day, Angel. Now, are we going to use our words so we can find our high or do you want to keep this up?” Shaking her head, she looks back at the man and I release my hold on her, reveling in the sounds she makes asIallow air to flow freely through her once more.

“R-Ronan,” She moans as I thrust into her. “You make me feel so—” I stop and look at her, it’s her final warning.

Relenting, she looks at him and swallows, “You disgust me, you vile pig,” she hisses and I slowly begin moving again. “You deserve your slow death… Oh god… and I hope you know that I am getting off on this, but it’s not… fuck…” She arches her back and I feel her building up. “It’s not because you’re looking. It’s because you’re dying…you tried to take something from me, but instead I’m taking something from y-you! Shit…Ronan!” she screams my name while drenching my cock. Deciding that fuck has gotten enough of her attention, I yank her to me. Standing up I slam her into the tree as I thrust into her again and again, my eyes never leaving her glazed over ones. She whimpers with each thrust as she wraps her small hands around my throat. She begins to squeeze tightly and it’s too much. I can’t breathe at all as she leans forward and bites my lip.

“Watching the light leave your eyes might turn me on too.” Her words are my undoing, I pin her to the tree as I rapidly release inside her, each of my thrusts more frantic and rougher than the last all while my vision starts to blacken at the edges. I grip her wrist and though it takes a little force, I remove them from my neck while breathing in oxygen once more.

“Oh, and I’m the psycho?” I pant as she smirks. It’s the first time I truly see her deviant side. Her darkness I knew washiding just below the surface. It’s glorious—she’s glorious, and she’s mine. I lean in, capturing her lips with mine roughly. I feel her tense and she fights against me, shoving me away.

“Asshole,” She snaps while standing on her shaky legs. I watch in amusement as my cum, mixing with hers runs down her thigh.

“Might wanna tuck that back in there, Angel. Wouldn’t want you to lose it.” She looks to where I’m gesturing and her face goes red.

“Oh my god,” she whispers in shock. “I just had sex with my kidnapper, next to my dying attacker.”

I take off my hoodie, leaving me in my black undershirt and hand it to her. “You say it with such regret when sixty seconds ago you were announcing me as your new God.”

“Shut up!” she hisses, ripping the hoodie from me and putting it on. “So now what?”

I give her a lazy shrug before pulling my pocket knife out. I open it before flipping the blade into my hand, offering her the handle.

“When you shove it in, twist your wrist before pulling it back out, keeps the wound from sealing and the bleed out is faster.”

“What?” She laughs in shock. “I-I’mnotkilling him.”

“Fair enough,” I state while closing the knife and stuffing it back into my pocket. “So you want to head to a hotel and get some food?” Her face drops as she scratches her head.

“What about him?”

“What about him?” I repeat while looking the body over.

“Shouldn’t we… take him to a hospital or something?” I laugh in actual surprise.

“You’re kidding. He just tried to rape you.”

“And you tried to kill me yet here we are,” she huffs and I roll my eyes.

“First off, I’ver nevertriedto kill you. If I want you dead, you’re dead. Which leads me to my next point, heisdead. No hospital can save him, he doesn’t have that kind of time. And third, even if they could save him, I wouldn’t take him to the hospital becausehe tried to rape you.” Christ, this girl is as naive as she is beautiful. I have no choice, I’m going to have to protect her from everyone and everything—including herself.

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