Page 74 of Make Her Bleed
I figured he'd be shocked or angry, but he looks … satisfied.
"Your sass is going to get you in some real trouble, princess." He steps close to me and touches my jaw, the gesture almost affectionate.
"It's not sass, and I don't give a fuck what you think. I'm not scared of you. You're nothing but a big bully. I don't understand how anyone could ever feel anything positive for a monster like you." I scowl at him in defiance, standing my ground.
"Don't lie to yourself, princess," he groans as he grabs me by my throat, pressing my back against the glass case, the ledges of the structure digging into my back. "You might not want to admit it. Maybe it's too taboo to you, but you want me just as much as I want to beat your ass until you bleed."
"You're delusional and psychotic."
"That may be so, but is it my imagination that you come screaming every time I fuck you? Do my eyes betray me when you look at me like no matter what I do, I'm still your hero, no matter how dark and depraved I am? Is it a hallucination that you push me and bait me because youwantme to punish you? You want me to beat you and take your body against your will, hold you down. You want all the biting, scratching, clothes ripping, rough fucking only I can give you … What do you say, princess? Am I really delusional or are you just as sick and depraved as I am?"
My heart races as he screws with my head. My pussy may be dripping from him talking about it but unlike him I'm not willing to give in to being twisted. My arm shoots out and I punch him in the face, surprising even myself. I don't know where it came from, but it stuns him for a minute. My knuckles burn, but I'm not done. I knee him in the crotch and elbow him in the chest. Still, he doesn't fall. Even though I caught him off guard.
Kai is a fucking demon.
"What a good girl." His hand squeezes my throat and next thing I know, he tosses me onto his desk. He goes for my ankles, but I kick him again and again, hoping something does some damage. All it does is put him on edge, his cock thickening in his sweatpants. "That's right, princess. Fight me." He pulls me to him by my throat and growls in my ear, biting at my neck.
I kick and punch up a storm as much as I can, but he still manages to take off my shorts and rips off my panties, flipping me onto my stomach. I try to crawl away and scream, but I don't know if anyone hears me.
"Concede, princess," he growls as he forces my legs apart and slams his thick cock inside me.
Pressing my head against the cool wood of his desk, I nearly give up escaping, but one last burst of determination settles within me. I reach behind me to push him away but he pins my arm behind my back, twisting it in my shoulder.
I cry out in pain as he thrusts harder and harder inside me, demanding to get deeper into me.
"No! Stop it!" I try to scream but he presses my face into the table. He takes and takes and makes more demands of my body.
"Mine!" he growls repeatedly as he presses harder and harder, digging against the still tender part of my ass. Tears fall and I pray this torture ends soon because no matter how much I want to say I hate every second of it, that would be a lie. I do like that he's taking what he wants even when I say no. I like that it would, theoretically remove all possible decisions from me. I love the feel of him pressing so painfully deep into me. What I hate is that it's Kai doing it. If it was Knox, Nico, Rowe, or even Dax doing it, I'd be in love right now, but Malakai is a fucking demon, a pain-seeking torture machine.
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As soon asI leave Kai's office, it takes everything to not burst into tears. He left long before me and it gave me the time to enact my plan for revenge against him, which required private access to his office and computer. I'm just glad he isn't there when I leave, but no higher power is on my side today because Rowe is there, looking at me with the most vacant eyes I've ever seen. He turns to walk down the stairs as I collapse under the weight of my own body.
"Rowe," I cry.
He stops, stilling as I sob.
"Please," I wail. "He just … raped me."
Even if there were things I liked, I told Kai no which means it's still rape.
"Good," Rowe mutters. "It's what you deserve."
I lean back against the wall in shock at his words as he walks down the stairs and out of sight. My heart rips and tears and crashes on the floor as I cry harder and harder.
This is broken.Iam destroyed. This isn't just Kai's doing, but Rowe's as well.
There's no one to help me pick up the pieces. I am truly and utterly alone.
"Aria! Dear God. What happened?"
I look up at the familiar voice as I hug my legs to my body, praying that whoever it is doesn't want to do more damage than already has been done.
Dax's deep brown eyes stare back at me with fear and concern.
"He … said … I … deserve… this." I sob between each word and try to block the view of what's between my legs as much as possible, but since my underwear and my shorts are gone, it's impossible. I'm completely exposed.
"Who said that? Nobody deserves this," he whispers to me as he gently touches my arm.
