Don't Make Me Hate You.

Don't Make Me Hate You.
LIORA'S POV

His eyes lowered briefly to my chest before returning to my face.

“Liora,” he said quietly, exhaustion replacing the anger in his voice. “Do you really think this is what I want from you right now?”

“I…” I stuttered, humiliation crawling through my body as I stood beneath his gaze. I instinctively covered myself, my eyes darting away from him.

I didn’t know what to do.

“I thought offering my body to you would fix everything and make you understand that I truly trust you.” I forced myself to meet his eyes. “I can’t bear losing you, Azrael.”

His gaze held mine for what felt like an eternity. Slowly, his eyes drifted down to my chest before he started toward me, tossing his phone onto the bed.

He stopped in front of me, his body pressing against mine as his fingers closed around one of my nipples. A shudder ran through me, making me feel painfully small beneath him.

He examined my expression, his own face cold.

“You think this will fix everything?”

The roughness in his voice made fear slither down my spine.

Azrael released my nipple with a painful tug before grabbing my wrist and dragging me with him. Fear clawed at my chest as he headed toward the door opposite his bedroom. I had always seen it, but I had never asked what was inside.

He shoved it open, and my breath caught in my throat.

The room was completely different from the rest of the house. A huge table stood in the center, ropes hanging from each side. A massive mirror stretched across the wall, reflecting the king-sized bed behind it. Toys were neatly arranged across another table nearby, and the sight alone made my heartbeat stutter wildly.

“Azrael…” My voice shook.

He grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at him while his other hand tightened around my waist.

“You want to offer your body to me?” His eyes searched mine carefully. “Is that what you’re saying, Liora?”

I clenched my trembling hands tightly.

“Your answer will decide what we are from now on.”

My heart pounded wildly in my chest. My eyes drifted toward the toys again, fear curling inside me, but I still wanted this settled no matter what it cost.

“Yes…” My lips trembled as I swallowed. “I’m offering my body to you.”

Azrael went completely silent, but the look on his face told me I had said something terribly wrong.

Without another word, he dragged me inside and slammed the door shut behind us before locking it.

Then he started removing his shirt.

“Kneel on the table.”

His voice had changed completely.

I stared at the table for a second before my legs slowly carried me forward. I climbed onto it and knelt carefully, my palms pressing against the smooth surface.

From the mirror, I watched him remove the rest of his clothes until he stood completely naked behind me. His rippling muscles and sculpted abs filled my vision before my gaze dropped lower to the heavy length resting against his thigh.

He turned fully toward me and walked closer, his cock swaying with each step.

“Strip naked,” he ordered emotionlessly as he grabbed a rope beside me.

I slowly removed the rest of my clothes before kneeling back on the table. My heart raced violently, my palms damp with sweat.

Azrael spread my thighs apart until my ass was raised high while my face rested against the cold surface beneath me.

“What are we doing?” I asked shakily.

Instead of answering, he tied one of my legs securely to the edge of the table.

My eyes widened in shock.

I turned my head just in time to see him secure my other leg, leaving me completely exposed to him.

“Azrael…” I struggled weakly, but he only grabbed my wrists, folding them behind my back before tying them together.

I forced myself to look at the mirror, my breathing uneven as he poured oil over my skin. The scent filled my nostrils as his hand spread the oil slowly across my ass.

Then he slapped me harshly.

A shaky gasp tore from my throat.

The moment he finished, he pressed the head of his cock against my pussy, making my toes curl.

Before I could speak, he thrust deep inside me in one rough motion.

“Ahhh!” My eyes widened as tears instantly blurred my vision.

He was far rougher than he had ever been before.

His hands gripped my waist tightly as he slammed into me with punishing force, my body jerking violently with every thrust.

“Ugh!”

My face pressed harder against the table as his pace became even harsher. He struck my ass again, his fingers digging painfully into my skin while another scream left my lips.

His thrusts grew brutal, driving deep enough to make my entire body tremble.

“Please!” I begged desperately, barely able to form words.

Suddenly, he pulled out.

His cock dragged slowly against my ass, making my body quiver despite the fear twisting through me.

Then he pressed the head against my entrance.

Cold fear swept through me.

“Azrael, please! No! Don’t do it, please!”

I struggled against the restraints, panic flooding my chest.

Instead of answering, he struck my ass hard again and again until sobs tore from my throat and the burning ache spread through my entire body.

Then he stepped away from me completely.

I was left trembling and crying against the table, still exposed before him.

“Don’t make me hate you, Liora.”

His voice was cold when he spoke.

I forced my head up to look at him.

He grabbed my jaw tightly.

“I can’t be fucking in love with you and have you reduce yourself to a fucking toy.” His eyes darkened. “You don’t want to know what that would turn us into. I’ll fuck you up until you hate both of us. Do you understand?”

I nodded frantically through my tears.

“I’m sorry…”

He released my jaw before turning to loosen the ropes restraining me.

The moment he finished, my body collapsed weakly onto the table as more tears spilled from my eyes.

A second later, I felt him lift me gently into his arms.

I wrapped my arms around his neck while he carried me bridal style out of the room.

He carried me into the bathroom and turned on the shower before finally looking down at me again.

His hand cupped my jaw carefully this time, forcing me to meet his gaze.

“Are you still thinking of offering your body to me?”

I shook my head slowly.

“N-no.”