Chapter 53 Chapter 53
Tessa
As I got closer to my house, I wasn't even worried or scared. I took my time walking up the steps; it didn't register in my brain to use the keys. I figured the door was open, and it was. The minute I walked in, I was grabbed. I didn't even panic. Within minutes my back was against the door and his hands were around my throat, then his face came into view. Zaiel fucking Rhyland. Zaiel Kai Rhyland.
“Where the fuck have you been? I thought you were fucking dead or hurt or worse.” He said, his voice low and cold. I didn't react. Didn't answer him, just stared at him.
“Answer me,” he yelled, squeezing my throat, but I still didn't answer. After he realized I wasn't going to answer him, he let go of me. And pulled away.
“Where were you, Tessa?” he asked, and I could hear it in his voice. He looked like billionaire CEO Zaiel Rhyland, but his attitude and tone were all Kai.
“Get out of my house,” I said as I walked to the kitchen. He grabbed my hand, stopping me. I looked down at his hands wrapped around my wrist.
“I don't want to hear any explanation, any reasoning, nothing. Get out of my house; I don't want to see you ever again.”
“That’s not fucking happening,” he said, pulling me into him and grabbing my chin, crushing his mouth to mine, but I didn’t react. I tried to pull away, but he just held me tighter. He grabbed me, picking me off the floor and holding me to him, but I still didn't give him the satisfaction of a reaction.
He walked straight to my room and dropped me onto the bed. The anger I felt at him lying and using me just bubbled up, and I kicked him. I actually kicked him, and he looked shocked for almost two seconds before a creepy-ass smile appeared on his face. Oh shit, I scrambled off the bed, and he lunged for me.
“Fine, I won’t be asking anymore, firecracker. Were you with another man?” He asked, throwing me back onto the bed and grabbing my foot as he pulled my pants off.
“Answer me, Tessa,” he growled, pulling his belt loose. I was in deep shit. “Fuck you, Rhyland.”
“Fuck me, yes, you can, beauty. You can fuck me any day, anytime, anywhere. You can ride me until your pussy is sore,” he said with a groan.
My breath caught in my throat. He had both my feet in his hands as he leaned over me and kissed me; he bit my lips. I felt him moving, and then he slammed into me.
“Fuckkkkkk,” I screamed.
He sat back and looked at me, his fingers closed around my throat, squeezing and forcing me to look at him.
“You’re mine, Tessa. The second I saw you in that club, I decided you were mine. Now answer me. Did any other man beside me touch you?” He asked, and I smirked at him. I was smug for two seconds because his face went dark and his eyes—Jesus, it was as if he was possessed. He leaned forward slowly, his fingers curling around my throat and his eyes staring into mine.
“I will fuck the thought of another man out of you,” he whispered against my ears, and a chill settled over my body.
“Zaie…” He squeezed my throat, cutting me off.
“Zaiel is for the fucking world. For you I’m Kai, beauty,” he said before pulling out and thrusting back into me so hard my back arched off the bed, my mouth open in a silent scream.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he said with a groan.
He began thrusting into me, slower; it was torture. My body reacts to him; it always does. “I can never get enough of you, and I never will,” he said with a groan as he fucked into me. His hands drifted down and began playing with my clit, and my entire body shook.
“Moan for me, beauty,” he said as he leaned forward and ripped my shirt off. He ripped my bra off and leaned forward, taking my nipple into his mouth, and a moan escaped my lips.
“That’s it, beauty,” he murmured as he bit down on my nipple. It was too much.
“So tell me, Tessa, did another man touch what was mine?” He asked as he switched nipples, biting down, and my body shook.
“Kai, please,” I moaned.
“Fuck no, beauty, you’ll take me,” he said as he thrust into me, causing my body to shiver.
“So fucking beautiful," he said with a groan. My body betrayed me again.
“Oh godddd, I’m cumming,” I said with a moan.
“That’s it, beauty, come for me, let me feel you squeezing my cock,” he said with a groan. He pressed down on my clit as he thrust into me harder and faster; my body shook as my orgasm took over me. “Fukkkk,” he groaned.
He fucked me through my orgasm. Harder and deeper.
“That was your pleasure; now I won’t stop until you answer me or until you pass out. Did another man touch what is mine?” He asked, and his tone was different. He fucked into me harder and deeper.
“Kai, too much, please,” I moaned, but he didn’t stop; his hands found my clit as he fucked me harder, making me scream.
“Answer me?” he said
“Nooooo, just youuu… Fuckkkkk… cumming,” I screamed as my body shook so hard, but he still didn't stop.
When I came to, I was in bed. The room was dark. I sat up, and I paused; I was sore. I knew I was naked. I flicked on the bedside lamp, and I found him sitting on the chair in front of my bed, staring at me. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and got up with the sheets wrapped around me. I walked into the bathroom, slamming the door and making sure it was locked.
I stood looking at myself in the mirror. He marked me again; there were multiple hickeys on my neck again. I showered and walked out, grabbing my clothes from the closet; he was still sitting there just looking at me.
As I was walking back to the bathroom to get dressed, he grabbed me, pulling me down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Don’t move,” he said quietly.
“Let me go, Zaiel.”
“Never,” he replied.
“You lied to me, used me. Raped me, you…..”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I did that to you; I really am,” he said, squeezing me tighter.
“Why?” I asked, but he was silent.
“Answer me, Zaiel. Why did you do it?” I asked again.