ENDURE THE PAIN
ZARYA'S POV
No words. No notice. When the door shut, he immediately held my waist and kissed me harder. I was looking up on him due to his height. We were completely naked because we came from the shifting of the wolf into a human. My lips were tortured by him. He was not a gentleman. His hands touched my back slowly, went to my curves, and traveled in between my thighs, making me open my eyes widely. I was not ready. My body was in shock.
He leaned my back on the door. I could feel its hardness. He held my thighs and lifted me. He was located at my center. I could feel the giggling in his kiss, the hunger that he was craving, the desire of going inside me.
I enveloped my arms on his neck, supporting my weight as if anytime I would fall. I was tired of crying. If this was my destiny then I would accept it. At least only men could own me.
My classmate said that s*x is painful when it is your first time. I would think of that. This night would not be easy for me. So many things happened, even though I wanted to take my rest. I can't. I need to grant him to have pleasure in my body.
A sad smile formed on my lips. When I was a kid, I dreamt of having a Prince Charming who was soft and gentle to me. The man who would take care of me, who would love me eternity. I think of presenting my body to my husband. It would not happen anymore.
Hali turned me around. I leaned my hand on the door. He was located at my dorsal, kissing me from my shoulder down to my entire skin on the back. There was no emotion showing on my face.
"I admittedly want to f*ck you," he whispered in my ear. I bit my lips as his hard thing slid up and down at the middle of my entrance, playing with it.
He pushed me on the door. The fear spread to my chest as he was adjusting his body. I knew it was huge, if he suddenly inserted it into mine, it would break me into two.
I closed my eyes as his finger touched my fold. I heard him sarcastically chuckle. "Aren't this a joke, right? My seduce is not affecting you."
I looked back on him. What is he talking about?
When I saw the emotion on his face, the amusement was there. He shook his head, removed his hand on me, and stood straight while his arms were folding under the chest. "Can you look at my body?"
What? What's the matter?
I fixed my posture, I stared at his body, from his dark blue hooded eyes, well-structured nose, and thin red lips. I slowly walked closer to him, tip-toed, and touched his nose with my forefinger. The sadness drew on my face.
"Am I safe beside you?" Instead of asking him back why I needed to look at his figure, I asked him a different question.
I observed the blinking of his eyes. It felt like the motion became slow. He did not respond to my question. Hence, I continued talking. "I'm so tired of my life. I'm exhausted to this night. Can you make it fast, so I can take my rest…King Water?" I almost said that with no voice. My tears were rolling, streaming to my face.
I heard his sigh. He glanced at his side, I followed what he was looking at. "Go to the table. Spread your legs and give me your back."
I did not hesitate to walk closer into it. I laid my upper body and held the corner of the circular table. I shut my eyes when I heard his footsteps. The nervousness stayed at my chest when he stood behind me. He did not talk, he just inserted his manhood inside me. I bit my lips as the pain crawled all over my body. I sobbed silently as he pushed harder. The ache was breaking me into two. It hurts me so much.
I tightened my grip on the table as he started to plug deeper and harder. His hands encircled my nipple and pinched. It was not pleasurable for me. The burning sensation made me suffer. I felt the tightening in my walls.
"How old are you, Honey?"
In the middle of his thrusting inside and out. I could not understand why he was asking me an unrelated question.
I gritted my teeth while experiencing the pain. "Eighteen."
He deeply moved inside me, causing me to shout with so much pain. "You're not safe with me. You have an option. You can leave if you don't want this set up."
"Ahh!" My body was weakening as he recklessly pressed his manhood to my hole. He held his right hand to my belly and pushed me closer to him, the reason why my thighs shook. I could not take this. It hurts so bad.
He paused moving, grabbed my hips, turned my body to face him, and lifted me on his arm. He laid me on the bed. I stared at him with a streaming liquid in my eyes. I wanted to plead, but it was nonsense. He would do this again tomorrow or the next day.
He positioned his body on top of me, plugged again his long and thrust back and forth. Hard. Deep. Reckless. Possessive. The skin slapping skin could be heard. Every drive he did was torture to me.
Now I know that s*x would never be as good as what they said, especially when you were doing this with the wrong person.
He spread my thighs more to have full access. The rhythm of his body was the same, inserting inside and then moving out. I hope that this brutality will end.
"First, you'll be hurt." He cupped my cheek while pushing himself up and down in my core. "Sometimes, you wish to die. Only when you know how to sway back, you'll enjoy it." He bit my lower lips, began to kiss me. He paused and glared at me. "Just like killing. It involves pleasure to satisfy yourself with what you've done." He gave me another thrust violently.
"Ahh, please stop."
Instead of stopping, he made it more difficult for me. More pleas. Hard ruthless thrust.
"If you show the opponent how miserable you are, you just make them laugh." He collapsed on my top.
My sobs became loud as the liquid from him towards my hole dripped on my thighs.
Hali lay next to me, watching me cry with my heart out. "When you're with me, your only role is enduring the pain."