The origin of hatred and revenge

The gleam in his eyes intensifies and I feel the intensity of his words increase as he says softly in front of my face . I can feel his breath on my skin as I take it in.

"Avenging your mother's death , you've gone mad . I never knew your mother , I had never come here " . "How can you avenge your mother's death by hurting me ?".

I ask stunned with his wild confession , how can you say that . I would never have imagined that all the hatred she felt towards me was due to the death of her mother , I thought maybe she would be suffering but revenge , it never crossed my mind .

There was a silence between the two , and the anxiety of being so close to him was taking its toll on me , I was waiting for an explicit explanation of all this crazy situation that he himself had caused all these months of torture but apparently he had uncovered a pandoras box that had no visible bottom at least not at this time .

"Why don't you answer ? " i After unveiling that raw truth that I've been trying to understand for months , you remain silent . The reason you hate me is because of your mother's death , but I didn't kill your mother she killed herself !".

I yell at him , to get some more information out of him to decipher the fucking labyrinth Rayan Riverside pushed me into since I got here .

"Maybe I don't hate you anymore. does this look like hate to you?" he asks as he presses his hips against my pelvis . Instantly I feel the bulge of his rock-hard cock against me, and I want nothing more than to feel his cock inside me again. I let out a moan. "Make no mistake, things have changed. I may have wanted you to die at first, but now everything has changed. Honey, you're not ready for me."

"Oh, tell me all the pretty lies because that's all your words are, isn't it, you just came to lie to me again , that thing about your mother's death then what's another one of your psycho ways of dealing with your pain?" I moan as he slides two fingers inside my pussy and starts to slide them in and out. I am soaking wet and hear the splashing of my pussy. I scream as my orgasm takes over and I cum on his fingers.

"Tell me you're not mine again, with the way you cum on my fingers like my pretty little slut," he growls as he pulls his fingers out of me and takes them in his mouth, licking them clean of my juices. My whole body ignites with lust as I watch his actions.

"I hate you," I whisper, the words having no bite.

"I wish you did, but you don't. You're made for me and I realize it. Now tell me, do you want me to fuck you against this wall like my precious little whore?" I shake my head, I don't want to answer him, but he doesn't want to. "Answer my question, baby, or you won't get any of this cock." He smiles.

"Yes! I want you to fuck me like you own me, fucker!". I click my tongue at him.

"No way, because I already own every fucking inch of you!" he growls as he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. He pushes my panties aside and shoves his cock into my pussy with the force of a hungry man.

He immediately starts thrusting his hips in and out of me. I can't help but scream from the way he is fucking me and from all the pleasure coursing through my body. I claw and claw at him, and he responds by sucking my neck hard. I wish I could take all my hate out on him, but I don't want to hurt him even though he deserves it.

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!" I scream at him and he speeds up.

"Yeah, do you like it when I fuck this pussy, baby? You like it when my cock fills you up so good, don't you?"

"Yes! I love it when you fuck me so good. Please don't stop." I scream as I start to move my hips in a frenzy of movements. I want more. I feel raw and untamed and I want him to fill me more.

"Whose cock are you riding right now?

I'm so immersed in pleasure that I struggle to answer. He reaches up and squeezes a breast for me to respond. I cry out in pain and then in pleasure.

"Yours!" I cry out. "I'm riding your cock!".

"That's right! And make no mistake, this is the only cock you'll be riding for the rest of your life!"

"We shouldn't be doing this. Technically, we're family now," I gasped.

"I don't give a shit. I'm not giving up this pussy and you'd better make sure you remember that. When I snap my fingers, you need to be ready to ride this cock like your life depends on it," he growls as he thrusts it into me over and over again. Each of his words is accompanied by a thrust.

"No. Because tomorrow you'll become an asshole again . You'll call me ugly and disgusting or whatever you feel like, and I'll hate you again. We'll go back to square one. I'm fucking tired of the back and forth because you can't make up your mind. Fuck me or kill me, but stop playing with me. I'm barely hanging on by a fucking thread." I let out a snap and look away from him. He stops penetrating me as I begin my spiel. I didn't want to bare my soul to him again. "You can tell me how much I'm yours and how much you want me, but I'm still your dirty fucking secret. None of your words mean shit to me!"

"They mean shit because the game has changed, baby. You're mine whether you want me or not. I don't care if you don't want to because when the night comes, you'll be riding my cock from here on out. All of them. Fuck you. He grunts and starts to penetrate me again.

I let out a scream as my orgasm hits me full force and he does something I never expected him to do again. He glues his lips to mine in a searing kiss. I moan as my lips respond to his and I kiss him back with the same intensity.

"Keep fucking me like the nothing I am, and the nothing I will be, as soon as you're done!". I cry out.

"You are everything now," he whispers in my ear.

I feel him cum. I feel the warmth of his cum gushing into my sore, well-fucked pussy. I moan at the feel of him. I loosen my legs around his waist and he releases me.