Page 81 of Broken Souls

My chest heaving, I sob, “You’re hurting me.” The words are broken, barely discernible even to me. But the truth of them resonates in my soul. I needed time to think, to stop feeling so damn raw before he fucked me. But he couldn’t even give me that. He doesn’t care enough to respect my pain, my boundaries. He’s simply taking what he wants without any thought to me.

My mouth pressing into the sheets, I whisper, “You’re breaking us, Varius.”

Breaking me all over again.

Breaking my heart.

My will to fix this. Us.

And yet he does not stop.

He actually groans as he crawls after me as I try to get away. He rims my ass with a finger as he removes his fangs from me to tongue my pussy. I cry out as he fills my ass with one slow stroke of his hand.

“I’m going to fuck you with my fingers up your ass,” he says as he wraps his other arm around my waist and lifts me up onto my knees. I tremble as I try to get away, my limbs weak and sluggish from blood loss, but one strong hand on the lower part of my back keeps me exactly where he wants me.

“Varius,please,” I beg. “Just stop...please just stop.”

He lines his cock up with my pussy, and on a long groan that I feel all the way between my thighs, he pushes in deep.

“That’s it,” he grunts as he thrusts inside me. “This is exactly where I want to be. Nestled inside your pussy and ass.” His finger works its way in deeper, moving in rhythm to his hips.

I gasp at how much he’s stretching me.

“You’re so godsdamn wet,” he groans. Pulling out, he grabs a fistful of the sheet between my legs and wipes it across my pussy, making me clench. Then his dick’s pushing back in, filling me even more so than before.

“Fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby. Squeeze me just like that.”

His hand lands on my ass.

I yelp.

He smacks me again, and tears blister my eyes as it feels like he just wants to hurt me. Just wants to punish me like he did when I was strapped to that chair.

“Varius, please don’t –”

Ignoring me, he starts to move his fingers once more. He presses my face into the sheets, and I gasp hard and fast as the pain in my ass is matched only by the pain in my heart.

I want him to stop.

I just want him to stop.

He groans. “That’s it, baby. You’re taking my cock and finger so well. Can you take another one?”

I shake my head. “Don’t.”

“I bet you can,” he says as he pulls his finger out of my ass. Then two tips push up against it. “I bet you’re such a good girl that you can take three of my fingers while my cock is stretching this beautiful pussy of yours.”

I whimper.

Try to crawl away.

He slaps my ass again, then pushes down on my upper back, forcing me to stay still. He pulls his cock out. Another tip of a finger joins the other two already there and then all three digits spear their way inside of me.

I cry out as he stretches my ass. “It’s too much! Varius, stop.”

“No, baby. You’ve got this. Just relax and let me in.”

His fingers push in deeper. His voice turns more ragged. “That’s a good girl. Take me in just like that. Fuck, baby. Yeah, just like that.”