Page 39 of Pain and Possession

I let him wrap his unyielding arms around me as I stare at the place where that man’s beaten body was. Noè kisses my cheek trailing slightly down my neck as the shock wears off. Relief and anger flooding through the increasingly wide cracks in my walls.

"What is wrong with you?" I ask, as his gentle lips make arousal pool between my legs.

"Excuse me?"

"You took the man that was serving time for the crime he committed and killed him. Releasing him from any punishment."

He scoffs, walking in front of me until his chest is flush with mine, his cock pressing into my throbbing core beneath my shorts, "He was punished doll."

I shake my head, "I thought you didn't get off on causing other people pain."

"I get off on you. If causing someone pain is what it takes to keep your attention, I'll do it every day. Is that what you want? Me to kill for you, is that how you'll accept me?"

His intense deep voice and hazel eyes force me to take a step back.

"I will never accept you. You're no different from them."

He laughs, "Don't sell me short little doll, I'm far worse than them. And you? You fucking like it. It makes youfeelsomething. You're just a fucking liar." I jump as he raises his voice.

He's not wrong and that pisses me off.

I clench my fists so tight I'm sure my knuckles pop, "Fuck you Noè. Leave me alone now or I'll scream."

He smirks, "You know I thought your bratty little ass would be at least a little bit grateful. All the trouble I went through to do this for you."

I try to step around him as he shoves me back into the alley wall, making me cry out as my skin scrapes against the rough brick. The thin fabric of my Costa's t-shirt doing nothing to protect me.

"Stop now." I try to put strength into my voice. As if it was a physical weapon I could use to scatter his brains across the alley, "I'm telling you no, Noè."

"Hmmm, but what is your cunt going to tell me Olive?" He lurches towards me pinning me against the wall as he shoves his hand into my pants. Only proving his point.

I am a liar.

He runs his fingers across my throbbing sex, eliciting a moan from my mouth before he pulls out shoving his wet fingers down my throat. I gag trying to shove his fingers from my mouth as an inferno builds deep in my gut.

"I think a thank you is in order."

Spit dribbles down my chin as he extracts his fingers from my mouth. I wipe my face with the back of my hand, once again reminding myself he's awful. The tangy taste of my arousal lingering on my tongue.

"Fuck off." I spit back at him. The smirk leaves his face as he forces me to my knees, swiftly jerking his cock out of his pants. My mouth waters as I struggle in his grasp.

"Put that thing anywhere near my mouth and I'll bite it off."

He jerks back slightly, slapping me with the hardened length. I gasp looking up at him in shock, my cheek stinging from the impact.

"Open your fucking mouth."He groans.

Slap!

I do as I'm told opening wide as I grip at his wrist on the side of my head, willing my nails to slice at his wrist like tiny blades. He moans as I prick his skin, he keeps me steady. Sliding himself in my mouth making me gag around him. Tears well in my eyes as he shoves himself deeper and begins rolling his hips. Moving my head in tune with his thrusts.

"Tears look so pretty in your eyes, little doll."

I whimper around him as my head gets fuzzy, his size making it hard to breathe.

"Relax your throat. Breathe through your nose baby."

I do, my knees aching against the pavement where I scraped them on the swings earlier.My core throbs harder as I jerk my hand down to relieve some of the tension. "You touch your cunt and I'll make you fucking regret it." A tinge of fear rolls through me as he fucks my mouth harder, my hips jerking in tune with his, desperate for release.

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