She reaches for me again. My mind goes blank. I grab my gun, cock it and shoot her in the head at point blank range. Her body drops to the floor and a pool of blood forms around her head. Blood, brains and skull fragments decorated the wall behind her. I lay my gun down on the desk and slump back into my chair, staring at Brianna. I roll my eyes and sigh Well fuck ..
--Back At The House--
Isadora's POV
It's late and Rafael still isn't home. I tried to ask his brothers but they all gave me the same answer. He just needed to be alone for a while. I hope he's okay. I lay in his bed and snuggled with his pillow. I hear the door click and shoot up to see him walk through the door, covered in more blood. What did he do? He looks exhausted. I get out of bed but he walks into the bathroom and closes the door before I could get to him. Hearing the water running in the sink, I open the door and see him taking off his shirt.
"Rafael?" I call to him. He turns around but doesn't speak. "What happened?" Avoiding my eyes, he stares at the sink.
"I killed Brianna." He states with no emotion. What !? Why the hell would he do that !? Not that I'll miss her or anything but I hope he did kill her just for the hell of it. Okay .. calm down. He's upset and clearly isn't in his right mind. I sigh might as well clean him up. I begin to undress and when Im fully naked he speaks. "Isa .. Im not"
"Shhh. Don't speak." I finish undressing him and run us a bath. I make him get in first, then I get on his lap, facing him. I grab his body wash and begin to wash him. He doesn't say a word. He just watches me. I glide my hands over his muscles. Massaging and washing away the dried blood. He's tense but soon relaxes a little when I pour the hot water over him. "I'm not gonna ask questions and you don't have to talk about. You're here, at home, with me and that's all that matters." He looked relieved but still very tense. I have an idea and hopefully it'll work. I hate to see him like this but I'll do anything to help ease his pain. "Fuck me." He was a little shocked by my statement. He shook his head.
"I'm too angry for that. I don't want to hurt you." He sighs.
"I don't care. Be rough with me if you need to be, but you need to relax and this bath isn't helping. You're still tense so fuck me Rafael" I pushed myself down on him. Grinding my hips slowly and feeling him grow hard beneath me.
"Whatever you do to me will heal. I love you baby, and if you need to fuck your frustration out, then let me help you." He groans as my pussy makes contact with his dick. Sliding back and forth along his shaft, which is now fully hard and throbbing.
" You know I love you right? "He asks me in a serious tone. I nod." Good. Remember that .. cause I'm about to fuck you like I don't. I'm not gonna be gentle with you." The moment I nod, it was like a switch was flipped. He was no longer my Rafael. He glares at me and grabs my throat with both hands. Lifting me up just a little, he shoves himself deep inside me. He doesn' t go slow and he's definitely not gentle. He thrusting angrily. Forcefully yanking my body down on top of him, making water splash out of the tub. I don't make a sound except for the occasional whimper. With his hands still around my throat, he lifts me out of the tub jerking me into the middle of the bathroom floor." On your knees. "He commands. I drop to my knees.
"Open your mouth." I do as he says. He shoves himself to the back of my throat and begins thrusting roughly again. Breathing out sharply with each thrust. This is for him not me. I love him and if this helps him in any way, then he can do whatever he wants with me. A few more thrusts and he pulls himself out of my mouth. I cough violently but still don't say a word. He pushes me over the edge of the sink and smacks my ass hard enough to make me cry out. Its stung. He pushes himself back inside me and puts his hands back around my throat .. pounding me hard. He lets go of my neck and grabs my arms, pulling them behind me and goes back to pounding me. After several minutes, Im shocked to find myself close to cumming and so is he. He jerks out of me, spins me around and drops me to my knees again. Shoving himself back in my mouth, he cums. When he pulls out, I cough and try to catch my breath as he lets me go and walks away from me running his fingers through his hair. My legs are tingling and somewhat numb. I struggle to stand but when I do I grab his face. He closes his eyes and sighs. "I'm so sorry baby." He tried to look away.
"Hey look at me." I jerk his face a little and he does. "I'm fine. I'm not hurt. In fact, I was close to cumming before you pulled out." I smile to lighten the mood. When he smirks, I knew he was back to being my sweet Rafael. "Then let me make it up to you." He said. I nod.
"I love you kitten."
"I love you too Rafael." I rest my forehead on his. "No matter what."