Page 99 of Eternally Yours
Oh, the beast is out to play, I love this wild side of his.Most nights, we make love or we fuck. But every so often, he becomes this uncontrollable caveman who has no mercy and uses my body for his own gain.
“I understand.”
He positions himself behind me and yanks my head back by my hair, wrapping it around his fist. “If it’s too much, you tell me to stop, and I will.”
I’m about to reply when he pushes into me with such force I scream. The propelling motion of my body causes my grip to slip from the headboard before I can catch myself.
A hand comes down to my ass with a deafeningSMACK,burning my skin instantly. A loud gasp emits from my throat as I try to absorb the pain.
“I told you not to let go,” he says as he gives a quick, sharp tug of my hair to gain my attention.
I bring my hand back up to where he positioned it and white-knuckle the frame.I wish he had tied me up instead, it would be a lot easier.“I’m sorry.”
He withdraws completely and slams back into me. I cry out once more.Oh, God.He’s so big I can feel him everywhere as he spears me, splitting me in half. This time, he doesn’t pull away again, instead power drills into me like a madman.
Nothing is registering, I’m gasping for air, clawing at the headboard. Screaming, moaning, and whimpering while my body endures this savage assault.I love this.
He smacks my ass cheek once more, and I wail, dropping my head between my arms when he loosens his hold on my hair. “I didn’t let go.” I mewl out.
“I know, baby. But I just love seeing your skin turn red.” He bends and kisses between my shoulder blades, then returns to his upward position and with the same hand slaps my other cheek.
“FUCK!” I let go of the bedframe without thinking and slap the wall, needing to do something with myself. It’s when I see my hand on the wall that I realize my mistake.Oh no...
I’m about to put my hand back, hoping he hasn’t noticed, but I’m too late. He regrips my hair to the point of pain and pulls back hard, forcing my back to arch inwards as I basically look up at the ceiling.
I hear the swoosh of his hand before it falls back down against my skin at high speed. He does it repeatedly, switching globes between each blow.
“Oh, God! Silas, please!” I’m begging as tears fall from my eyes. As painful as this is, my body responds to him. My wetness drips down our thighs, and I shake violently, my arms on the verge of giving out. I’m delirious, my mind going completely blank.
I hear Milo whining and clawing at the door, trying to come to my rescue. “It’s okay, buddy. Mommy and Daddy are just having a bit of fun,” Silas grunts out as he continues to fuck me viciously.
He stops hitting me and rubs my flaming flesh. Letting go of my hair, he grabs my wrists, removing my hands from the board and placing them on the bed. He pulls out of me completely, then picks up my body and places me on my back.
Silas grabs his shaft, lines himself up to my entrance, and plows in. His hand comes up to wrap around my throat and squeezes slightly. Not enough to cut my air supply, but enough for my brain to react.
He fucks me hard, thrusting in and out with ferocious power. His thighs constantly hit my burning skin, sending electric shocks up my body. My brain has turned to mush while I mumble incoherent words.
He lowers his body to mine, keeping his hand on my throat while he kisses my tears away, then my neck. “You took my hand so well, baby. Such a good girl for me.”
I tremble in his hold. “I love you, Silas,” I whimper softly.
He kisses my lips once then murmurs against them, “I love you too, baby. Now come for me. Show me what a good girl you are and come all over my cock.”
His hand leaves my neck and snakes down between our bodies, brushing his fingers over my clit a few times, then pinches my bud hard. I come apart, crying into his mouth as he swallows every sound.
My body convulses and squeezes around him, causing him to erupt, shooting deep within me. His grunts and groans mix in with my cries and moans. Our animalistic sounds fill the room and echo around us.
When we both come back down to earth, Silas rolls us over until he’s on his back,and I lie on his chest. He kisses my forehead and passes his fingers through my hair tenderly, his semi-hard dick still lodged inside of me.
“I’m sorry if I was too hard on you,” he whispers into my hair.
“I like it when you’re rough with me. Although I may regret it for the next week when I can’t sit down at work.” I giggle against his chest.
Just then, my phone vibrates on the nightstand. Silas slips out of me as I turn and crawl over to it, too weak to do anything else. “Oh, shit. I have to get ready.” I jump off the bed and rush to the bathroom.
“Ready? Ready for what? Where are you going?” Silas asks, pushing himself up onto his hands.
“Clay’s on his way to pick me up,” I say as I start the shower and hop in.
