Chapter 64 Why could I not stop this addiction?

Chapter 64 Why could I not stop this addiction?
Leona

"Do you like him?" The words came out of him cold. His face was still against my neck. His breath moved over my skin and gave me goosebumps.

I rolled my eyes at his question because I already knew the answer. So I threw one back at him instead. "Was that flower for me?"

He just nodded and breathed in deep. Then I felt his body start to shake. He was trying to hold it back.

I pulled away from him, my eyes going wide. "Leo? What is going on?"

He stood up from where he was sitting so fast that I stumbled and nearly fell on the floor.

"What the hell?" I yelled at him and threw him a dirty look while I caught myself and stood up straight.

He kept shaking. Sweat started dripping down from his forehead, his arms, his stomach.

"I am asking you a question. Why can not you answer?" His voice got loud. "Did you let him fuck you? Is that why you went to the city alone last week? To meet up with him?" He took a step forward and got right in my face.

His hands were balled into tight fists at his sides. His eyes were going black as he glared at me and grit his teeth.

I stepped back to the other side of the sofa and swallowed hard because I was scared. I had never seen him this angry before. My eyes went to his fists when the first drop of blood hit the floor. His claws were starting to come out.

A growl came from deep inside him as he moved toward me again and lowered his face close to mine. "Is that how you do it? You keep your options open? You open your legs for anyone to make them stay until you can decide what you want?"

I just stared at him, not believing what he was saying.

"Again. Did Cyrus fuck you?" He roared. I could not recognize his voice anymore. It was full of accusations and hate.

He was judging me because of that stupid card. Fuck him. Fuck Cyrus.

I felt my anger boil up at him for even thinking those things. Rain was furious too. She did not like what he was saying.

I reached out, raised my hand, and slapped him. "Fuck you."

He did not even move. His eyes still glared back at me with anger.

My eyes started to water as I lifted my hand again for another slap. But he grabbed my wrist and slammed my body against the wall.

I cried out in pain while he grabbed both my wrists and held them above my head. He loomed over me, his body pressed into mine.

Blood from his palms started running down my arms. His own scent and the smell of his blood mixed together around me. That combination was so strong and addicting that it made it harder for me to get away from him.

"Let me go," I screamed at him and tried to pull my wrists free.

"Tell me. Who can fuck better?" Another loud growl came from his open mouth, and my eyes went wide with fear.

"Can he make you moan like I do?" His face looked more animal than human. I could feel Rogue pushing forward.

He still had my wrists in a tight hold. Then he lowered his head and bit the skin of my neck before grabbing a piece of my shirt with his teeth and ripping it open. My breasts were exposed.

His eyes shone with lust as he ducked down and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked and bit at it hard and desperate.

"Ah. You are hurting me." The sound that came out of me was needy. But I was not sure if it was because of the pain or the pleasure from the sparks his mouth was sending through my whole body.

"Do you not like this anymore? Why? Can he suck your tits better?" He was growling and biting and pulling at my nipple while sucking and biting my breast.

I needed to stop him before he lost all control and really hurt me.

I got my legs into position and brought my knee up fast, hitting him hard between his legs. I had no idea if I hurt him or not, but he loosened his grip on my wrists. I managed to pull away from him. But before I could run, he grabbed my waist and spun me around.

Our bare bodies collided while he wrapped his arms around me and pushed himself harder against me.

"Just one more time. Let me prove I am better." His voice was cold and possessive. This was not the Leo I knew. His anger was turning him into something else.

He crushed his lips to mine in a kiss so hard it bruised. Soon I tasted blood. But that did not stop him. He got more aggressive as his hands grabbed every part of me roughly.

I wanted to give in and just let him have what he wanted. But I kept remembering him accusing me of sleeping with someone else.

I kept my mouth closed and waited for the right moment to bite his lip hard so I could push him away. But I did not get the chance.

He felt me resisting.

He pulled his face back from mine. His hands still held my waist. The anger on his face softened into something desperate.

My eyes went to his. They were back to that deep dark blue and full of hurt.

"Please kiss me, Leona. Kiss me." His voice was low and begging and urgent. "Just one kiss. Then I will go."

His jealousy and possessiveness were destroying him and turning him into a monster. And I had no idea how to bring him back. I took a deep breath and then swung my hand at his cheek. I slapped him as hard as I could. His head turned to the side, and he kept it there with his eyes closed.

I guessed I hit him hard enough for him to feel it. And I just broke him even more.

But fuck this.

I grabbed his face with both my hands and turned it back toward me. Then I crushed my lips to his and kissed him with everything I had. It took a moment before he kissed me back. He grabbed me tighter and lifted me off the floor with one hand on my ass.

My legs went around his hips on their own while our mouths kept eating at each other. I let out soft moans and wrapped my arms around his neck. I parted my lips and let his tongue slide inside, tasting me, exploring me.

Goddess. Why could I not stop this addiction?

I felt his dick getting hard inside his shorts right under my ass. But before I could think about it anymore, he suddenly pulled away from the kiss.

I just looked at him, confused, my brows coming together. He stared back at me for a moment with pain in his eyes. Then he put me back on my feet.

And then he turned around and left.

Just like that.

Not one word. He just walked out and shut the door behind him. Leaving me and my heart more broken than it already was.