Page 40 of Beg Me Angel

Holding her head in my hands, I gently tugged her roots, growling like the animal that lived inside me. My cock was hard as steel, my stomach clenched and tight as I tried to keep some form of control.

The things I wanted to do to her were far from sweet and kind. I wanted to throw her down on her back, spread her thighs wide, and not waste one more second on this foreplay shit.

But I wouldn't do that to her, I wouldn't ruin her first time with my greedy thirst and dark desires.

Or would I?

I couldn't promise her anything, nevermind give her my word that I wouldn't hurt her.

Sex was going to hurt her, she would feel the pain and the sensation of me pressing her wider than her pussy had ever been before.

And what if it became too much for her? What if she can't take it?

Can I stop myself?

The tangled thoughts began to stifle my control, it made me hate myself for not telling her more about who I was on the inside. She hadn't seen me as the man I am, she hadn't had a taste of the evils that lived deep inside my mind.

She had no way of knowing that if I wanted something I made it mine. It didn't matter what it was; life, her virginity, her. . . If I decided it was mine, then I took it.

Vera laid her hands on my chest, stroking my abs and dipping her fingertips into the creases of each muscle. Reaching my waist, she kept her eyes on mine as she curled her fingers under the hem and started to lift my shirt over my head.

Give her this, let her take the lead.

Giving can free you, it's taking that turns you rotten.

She could have this, all of this for herself. Vera needed the control, she needed to feel some sort of command in the world she had lost.

I just wasn't sure if I was doing this for her or for myself?

My bones ached to have her, to give in and just take what I wanted. I could have it all; I could have her, her first time, her first taste of cock. . .

And I could make her mine forever, give her a lifelong connection that only we would share. A reason to never want to leave, a baby. . .

Jerking my shoulders back, I grabbed her arms tight and stopped her from touching me anymore.

“What's wrong? Are you okay?” she asked, her fingers brushing air and still reaching for my chest.

It was all hitting my brain the closer I came to fucking her. My cock was pulsing, my balls were hard and sending flutters up into my lower stomach. And the animal instincts to impregnate her were strangling all my muscles.

The idea was crazy, it went far beyond just a casual fuck, it went deeper than just a lust- filled temptation. It was wrong.

You need this, this is why she's here.

She didn't happen here by chance, it was all meant to be.

No. You can't, you can't do this.

I was battling my own thoughts, trying to kick them down and get a grip on reality. This wasn't why she had ended up here, it wasn't some sick twisted fate that brought her to my door.

Pushing her away, Vera rolled onto her back. I hovered over her as sweat dripped down over my temples and my heart raced inside my chest. I had to stop now before I lost all control.

“We can't—I can't do this.”

Shooting up on her elbows, Vera's face flushed with concern. “What? What do you mean?”

“I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you do this.” Sitting up on my knees, I grabbed my shirt, throwing it over my shoulder.

“What are you talking about? You didn't make me do anything, I want this just like you want this.” Her chest began to lift and fall rapidly, her eyes wildly scanning mine. Reaching her hand out, she ran it up and down my arm. “Don't stop.”

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