Page 19 of Falling for A Lie
“Do you think you deserve to have my cock in this tight fucking cunt?” He taunts, tilting his head slightly as his eyes rake down my bare body. With swift precision he moves his shirt to where it is pushed behind his head and around his neck, like an opened crop top, showing off his glorious abs. Abs that look like they're chiseled from stone. My fingers desperately reach to trace along his bare skin. His voice is so dark, sending a thrill through my body as I look up to him.
“Please, please use me. Make the memories of tonight stop and replace them with something that won't leave me a damaged mess once we leave this room.” I'm practically begging, but I couldn't care less. As long as he just shoves the monster of a cock he was blessed with into my dripping pussy. Claiming me with a quick meaningless fuck, and leaving me with something to remember my saviors by.
Fuck to have them all for one night sends a vivid image to the front of my brain and I swear I could cum by just that thought alone.
“Whatever you want,Damsel. As long as it’s only this one time, I can give it to you.“ He moves his hands down his chest slides his fingers into the band of his boxers and springs his thick and engorged length free, the metal that lines the underside of his shaft takes my breath away momentarily, there are seven bars lining his flesh.
Fuck if that's not intimidating in its own right.
“But this won’t be a soft fuck, that's not the man I am. I'm going to use you like the whore your ex claimed you to be. When we’re done, I will be so ingrained into your very soul that even when you wash yourself later, I will remain a part of you – forever to haunt you until your dying breath.” His voice is sinister, like a promise that his words will only ring true once we are done.
Wow, you truly are a whore Soren.
The tiny voice whispers in the back of my mind, but I couldn't care less at this point. As long as he fucks me like he promises, I can rid myself of this horrible fucking day.
So be it, I'll be the whore that I'm accused of being all along.
Locking my eyes with him my voice comes out sultry, “Are you gonna fuck me now or do I need to call one of the others in here to finish the job? We don't have all day, as you pointed out.”
Without another warning, his body cages me to the bed and his hand snakes down to brutally shove the head of his cock into my soaked heat. A feral grown escapes Caden's lips as he locks his eyes with me, right as he draws his hips back to slam forward with such force the headboard slams against the wall.
The force leaves me gasping for air that only lasts for a split second before his fingers wrap around my throat. He holds me hostage through each thrust of his hips, drilling me deeper into the mattress.
“You're taking me like such a good fucking slut,” he rasps, his voice tinged with so much want it's hard to ignore.
My eyes roll slightly as I arch my body into him, allowing him to go deeper. The metal bars send me crashing to my first of many orgasms as they rub my walls with each thrust, every grind of his hips feels like a punishment.
The moans that escape my trapped throat could rival a pornstar as I dig my nails into his flesh. I draw blood from how deep I have my claws into his muscular back. He loosens his grip on my throat and I greedily suck in a lungful of air.
Caden grunts as my walls tighten around his length following the aftershock of my orgasm. Without a second's notice, his hand is slapping my clit as he continues his punishing thrusts into me. He slowly rubs the sting away before he brings his hand up to slap my breast with just as much force as he used against my throbbing clit. My breath is momentarily stolen by the impact.
“Such a fucking whore, I love it.” He smirks as I squirm under his gaze and words that should turn me off, but in fact, they're doing just the opposite.
“Yes! Yes, please don't stop.” I'm practically screaming and begging, all in the beautiful broken mess that I now am.
He leans down, his breath fanning across my delicate face. “You're my whore, and I don't think I am going to let you escape me so easily. You're mine!” His harsh thrust hammers each word into my very soul.
The words are more like a threat than a promise, and I know he means them with every fiber of his being. This will not be a one-time thing like we thought it would be. I just gained another monster that will be haunting me in the dark long after I leave this bed and town.
He grabs my waist, pulling my body flush with his as the sweat makes our bodies slide against each other. The loud sounds of skin slapping skin, and moans echoing loudly around us. I'm sure the rest of the house can hear us, and the thought has my walls clamping against him like a vice. His hip stutters as he grabs me, lifting me without any real effort on his end, before impaling me on his thick pierced cock all over again.
My breath was momentarily stolen by how full I truly felt, and with a loud moan that sends my heart spiraling to the floor to shatter on impact, he shoots his hot and sticky load deep into my pussy as my orgasm matches his.
We collapse into a pile on the mattress below me, our bodies are still connected and the sweat that is still coating our skin makes us a sticky mess of limbs and lust. We fight to calm our racing hearts as our breathing slowly evens out.
“Damsel, this is not what I came in here for.” He mumbles to himself as he slowly slides his now soft dick from where it sat inside me. He moves me so I'm now beside him, our bodies lightly pressed together as he traces small shapes into my flesh.
“I need to tell you something, and then I will explain why I did what I did. Understand?” His voice is soft, not as dominant as it was just seconds ago.
“Okay, tell me.” My eyes lock with his as I can tell he's facing a war within himself and by the look of it he's not winning the battle.
Caden takes a deep breath and starts, “We are part of something that is not well known unless you are invited to be a part of it. My brothers and I spoke, and we came to the conclusion that we should help you stay alive. The only way for us to do that was to reach out to an insider who has the power to do just that and more. She can keep you and your sisters alive, she can keep your ex from fulfilling his promise to come back and finish the job. She will be here soon, to get you and your sisters. Radley is picking them up and unenrolling them from school as we speak. I know you don't remember us, and that's okay. But I need you to trust that wehave your best interest at heart, and we just want to see you live a longer life than what awaits you if you stay here. What awaits your sisters because they will be used to get to you like the pawns that they are considered to be.”
He finishes off his speech and brings my face forward so I'm looking at him when he adds the last bit that deals with my fate.
“Your friend was right, Soren. It's time that you live for yourself, and that starts by leaving with my mom when she comes to get you three. It's the only way to guarantee that you live a long life. One that is just yours.” Caden starts to get out of the bed.
“What about my responsibilities here? Am I supposed to leave and tuck my tail? Go into hiding like a scared puppy because some psycho piece of shit decided to play god with my life? How is that any way to live?” My voice breaks, as my dreams and future come crumbling down around me.