Page 79 of All Your Deadly Truths (The Filthy Duet #2)

Xeraphine

I ’m so fucked.

I don't know if I'm more afraid of my heart giving out at this point—or of it not. It’d be easier to die than to look at him.

Go ahead, leave.

My breath catches as a pressure pushes against my core.

“Xera—”

“Hurt me.” My lower stomach is on fire and I am going through every emotion that I can even think of. I’m horny, sad, angry, and most of all, so madly in love with him all I can think to do is beg him to hurt me, because there’s no fucking way I’m begging for forgiveness.

I can’t, because what would him forgiving me do? Nothing but make me feel like more of a piece of shit.

“I deserve to hurt…” The grip on my wrists tightens, and I drop my temple to the ground. My hip digs uncomfortably into the dirt and small rocks, but it’s not the physical pain that hurts the most. “There was no other way, but I still deserve it. I told you all I would do is hurt yo?—”

I’m cut off by the painful reentry into my pussy, causing me to choke on a scream.

He forces my leg he has against his chest down, and shifts me so I’m flat on my stomach.

The shadow at my back releases me, and just as I begin to turn my head, it appears in front of me, grabbing my cheeks and shoving its cock into my mouth.

He doesn’t allow me the courtesy to take a breath, and at this angle I’m unable to take all of him down my throat. He grabs my hair and attempts to help but it’s no use.

I gag and grunt as he doesn’t relent, his ruthlessness everything I asked for and deserve. His hands spread my cheeks, causing me to whimper. The sound of him spitting and the feeling of liquid drawing down my asshole has me jerking away.

Still, he says nothing.

All silence but his groans.

Tears spill over my cheeks as my lower half lights on fire. My pussy clenches and I rock my hips as best I can. He’s driving so hard that each pass his balls slap against my clit, sending pleasure to shoot through me.

The second I’m feeling that knotting in my abdomen, that beautiful warmth around my hips, he pulls out of me, denying me once more of my orgasm.

The urge to bite down on his shadow’s appendage is so fucking strong that I nearly puke at the lack of fight my throat gives. I’m roughly torn up to my knees, tearing me away from the cock in my mouth.

I’m brought to all fours by the grip on my hair, my scalp burning from all the attention. That sensation completely goes away when I feel a sudden bite right into my ass. Kai’s fangs pierce deep and my natural instinct to jerk away kicks in.

It’s no use. Not only does he have me in a vice-like grip, but his shadow is keeping me from going anywhere. He hasn’t put the dick back in my mouth, and truthfully, I’m glad for it. Because the moment liquid pours down between the cheeks of my ass, pain shoots right through my spine.

He doesn’t take his time as his cock enters right into my tight hole, and with zero restraint, he pushes himself until his balls slap against my pussy.

I’m pretty sure I go blind for a moment.

Black dots spatter across my vision.

The pain in my hips is blissful, and it’s like I’m floating while simultaneously laying on needles.

His shadow grips my throat and thrusts me up, my back slamming against Kai’s chest. Hands pull back my legs, wrapping them as best he can around his hips while the shadow of the man tearing me apart sandwiches me in between them.

“You want to hurt?” His tone is low, brutally so.

“Y-Yes… hurt me.” My body racks with a sob. “Hurt me like I’ve hurt you.”

And he does just that. The moment his shadow’s cock presses against my cunt I choke on a moan and cry out. At this angle, oh fuck I can feel every thrust and painful hit against my inner walls. He rhythmically fucks me and gives me no time to catch my breath.

My hands have been free of restraint, but no part of me wants to fight anymore. I don’t even wrap them around either neck, I just fall against the cold chest in front of me.

A set of hands wraps around my waist and holds me still as I’m thrust into, one, two, three times in synchronization and I’m falling over the cliff. I’m afraid to speak, to whimper or moan, because I want to come.

Both of them find shelter inside of me, and my back curves.

“Beg me.” His voice feathers across my neck. “Beg, Xeraphine.”

I cough, my thighs vibrating as I attempt to close them, even though it’s absolutely useless.

“P-Please… let me…” When I try to turn to look at him, his shadows hand grabs my cheeks and keeps me facing it. It’s eyes, black as the night and endless seas of nothingness, hold emotions I’ve never seen before. It is keeping me from looking at Kai… Why…

Fingers slip down between my soaked slit, but they don’t caress against my clit.

“Tell me.” His teeth graze the nape of my neck, right up to my ear where he bites. “Fucking tell me.”

“Let me come, Kai, please!” I attempt to move my hand down to his, to force his fingers to flick just once , but it’s swatted away.

His hand that isn’t hovering over my clit wraps around my throat and squeezes.

The words he speaks sends a vibrating sensation straight down my throat.

“Only I touch you. You will not be following through with that bullshit deal. I do not give a fuck, Xeraphine. You are mine. You will be mine until the day we both are ash and nothing remains of either of us.” He takes a shaky breath before continuing.

“You will be my wife one day, will wear my ring, and have my fucking name. Do you hear me?!”

My stomach flips, and a scream rips from my chest—raw, unrestrained. Pain surges through me, and with it, tears I no longer bother to hold back.

“Tell me you understand!” he hisses in my ear. “I’ll kill that fucking Fallen. I’ll burn the Beyond and the Vayl to nothing but a piece of barely remembered history! Fuck them all right to the Void where I’ll piss on their souls. You. Are. MINE!”

“Yes!” My voice is so loud my body shakes with its intensity.

His fingers swipe across my clit and just that simple movement throws me right over the precipice of my climax. I’m vibrating as he thrusts one final time, and a pressure builds deep as he, too, comes undone inside me.

The body in front of me disappears and even before I can start to fall, Kai wraps a strong arm around my waist, tethering me to his chest.

I’m sobbing —not a gentle cry, not a whimper. No, I’m shaking, clutching his arm like I’m trapped in a box, desperate for air. I push him away, even as every part of me aches for him to hold me, to anchor me to this place.

“Shh,” he whispers, trying to soothe me, but it’s no use. My body gives in, shutting down as I collapse against him. I turn my head to bury my forehead into his neck.

My chest heaves, my legs tremble, and I plummet—falling from this place into an abyss of self-deprecation. I hate myself, because Mister was right. They were all right. And I am so fucking wrong.

I would’ve taken the easy way out. I did. Accepting the deal was proof of that. Giving Belial what he wants, as long as I keep what I need—or die if I lose it.

I don’t register Kai pulling out of me, but I do when I’m spun around and swallowed into his embrace.

Everything hurts, but it’s what I wanted. The pain he put me through it’s the only thing I want to feel. I don’t want this ache in my stomach at what is to come. The choices I will have to make, the sacrifices I will have to endure to hope for the happy ending I so desperately want.

“I-I’m…” I can barely speak. “S-Sorry.”

He sighs, and I pull my arms out from between us to wrap them around his neck, my legs encircling his hips.

“I can’t…” he cuts himself off, and instead, brushes a kiss against the side of my head. “You need to tell me everything.”

I nod my head quickly, digging my nails into him.

“We will fix this.” He pulls me tighter to him, pressing his head into the curve of my neck. “I just…” It’s now he begins shaking, one of his hands snaking up to the back of my head, the other encircling around my waist. “Why can’t I protect you?”

The sound of splintering glass echoes in my ears, and I wonder if it’s my heart or my mind that’s shattering.

“Damn them,” he whispers, and in the words that follow, I hear the faint crack in his voice. “Damn them all.”

Warm liquid trails down my collarbone, and I unravel at the seams. Clutching him tighter, I can only hope that one day, we won’t have to save each other anymore.