Page 5 of Don't Look Away

I’ve marked her.

She’s mine.

My hand finds her clit again, and I begin rubbing it in time with my unrelenting thrusts into her ass. Her head tilts back, and her eyes begin rolling back.

As I watch her large tits bounce, that anger starts bubbling up again. How dare she have this effect on me.How dare shehave this kind of death grip on me.

How fucking dare she.

I remove my finger from her clit, and smooth my hand up her body, over her ribcage, over her breasts, until my hand is curled around her throat.

Her eyes go wide. “Roman, please,” she whimpers, a tear rolling down her cheek. For a second, I’m not sure if she’s pleading for her life, or pleading for me to continue my assault on her clit, but then she adds, “I need this. Ineedit.”

With my hand still around her throat, I lean down, my face just inches from hers. “You need it, or you needme?”

There’s a wrong answer, but I’m not telling her that.

Beneath my palm, I can feel her swallow. “You,” she gasps. “Please, Roman. Give it to me.”

I shouldn’t. What she’s done to me is unforgivable, turning me into a pathetic schoolboy chasing after a girl who willneverlove him. But those eyes—fuck.

Ripping myself away from her, I walk into the bathroom, grab a washcloth, and clean myself off. I try to take those few seconds to collect myself, but knowing she’s in my bed, panting, begging for my cock is not helping.

Fuck it.

If she wants me, she’s going to take all of me.

When I saunter back into the bedroom, she’s still in the position I left her in, but propped up onto her elbows, watching me. She looks confused, but I’m in no mood to explain anything to her.

With dark intent, I approach the bed, kneeling on the mattress.

“Open your thighs,” I say, my tone hard.

She doesn’t move. She must wonder what’s happening, and why my mood has shifted, but she needs to learn how to obey me, and this is her first fucking lesson.

Hot energy is moving through my veins. I’m on the brink of madness, and if Lux doesn’t do what I ask, I’m afraid of what I might do.

“Lux,” I say through gritted teeth. “Open. Your. Fucking. Thighs.”

Her legs slide apart slowly like she’s not sure. She looks afraid, and the sickest part of me revels in that. I have her completely at my mercy, and my cock swells even more at that thought.

“I want to make something clear to you, right now,” I say. “You’re mine, Lux. Mine. No one will touch you like this,ever.”

She nods faintly, but that’s not good enough.

“Say it, Lux. I want to hear the words.”

I see her swallow again. “I can’t. I can’t say that, Roman.”

I position my cock at her entrance, then slam into her. She gasps, and I rock my hips. “Say it,” I say again. “Fucking say it, Lux.”

Biting her bottom lip, she tilts her head back, fisting the sheets at her sides. I rock into her so hard, the entire bed moves. My fingers thread through her hair, and I force her head down, so she’s looking at me. “Fucking say it,” I say, rage gathering in my chest.

I can feel her sweet, warm pussy tightening around my cock, so I know she’s close to coming. Like me, she must already be on the brink of total annihilation.

But it’s important I remind her who is in control here, so I abruptly pull out of her.

She squeaks in response, then lets her legs fall wide. “Fuck, Roman!” she screams, lifting the sheets in her fists. “You’re a monster! You’re so fucking cruel!”

---