Chapter 107 Stay!
|| Author POV ||
Rosa sat by the window. Her legs were pulled to her chest on the chair, head resting on her arms.
She was scared to dangle her legs. What if someone pulls them?
Her eyes were fixed on the pale moon outside but she saw nothing, felt nothing except fear.
She was terrified to close her eyes. So damn terrified to sleep.
The room feels alive. Someone or something.. lurking in the shadows, watching her. A presence that shouldn’t exist.
And she was scared.
So scared. So completely, unbearably scared!
Rosa’s eyes were shimmering beautifully like an amethyst diamond in the dark.
She hugged herself even tighter. There are some thoughts she refused to admit that he had forced himself on her. He couldn’t be her professor–
Rosa blinked her eyes, trying to forget.
She flinched slightly at the tiny clicking sound of the door. Rosa glanced back fearfully. The door opened, revealing a tall shadow. She couldn’t see his face. But It was him in the darkness.
Why did he come?
Rosa spun back to the window, curling to disappear. Her heartbeat thudded with each heavy step approaching from behind. Her fingers were shaking.
Killian cracked his neck, eyes locking onto the figure curled on the chair. Her presence brought him some kind of peace those strong liquids couldn’t.
His hand suddenly shot under her arms, lifting her up from the chair. Rosa’s fearful noises went ignored. She struggled, legs kicking in the air weakly while he carried her.
Killian dropped her onto the bed with a force that made her bounce beneath him. His coat rested on the bed. Moonlight spilled across his sharp features. Rosa’s wide terrified eyes darted across his face, drinking in the dark intensity in his gaze.
He was looking devastated with disheveled hair, tense muscles and undone shirt. Raw intensity radiated off him.
A sharp, intoxicating scent filled her nostrils. Rosa inhaled cautiously, trying to understand what it is. Her eyes rounded.
Alcohol?
Was it an alcoholic smell? He was drunk?
Rosa’s throat tightened and she swallowed hard. He drinks too? What good thing does he ever do?
She instantly panicked.
One of Killian’s hands rested beside her head, blocking any escape. Her wide eyes tracked his movements as they moved to unbutton his shirt further, exposing more of his dangerous frame.
“W-what are you doing?”
Rosa mumbled with narrow eyes before her mouth got sealed with his lips. Her fingers turned into fists and he broke the kiss almost immediately.
“Shh, quite.”
His tired deep voice sent chills down Rosa’s spine. Her hand went to push at his shoulder but he caught her arm in a strong grip.
Killian’s eyes snapped at her.
Dark.
Deep.
Icy.
Blank.
He didn’t look like he was in his right mind. His cold gaze burned into hers before he leaned down, pressing his lips against her trembling ones.
He paused the unbuttoning of his shirt, stopping midway, instead he grabbed her waist with iron strength.
Rosa froze. Her gaze dropped as he lifted her dress, exposing her trembling legs.
“What.. are you doing?” she stammered.
Tears pooled in her doe eyes as Killian gathered the fabric over her quivering stomach.
He inhaled through his mouth. His eyes scanned her fair skin under the faint blue light of moon.
Rosa flinched when his fingers brushed against the thin fabric of her shorts.
“No. Don’t touch me.”
She sniffed while desperately trying to sit up but Killian silenced her with a harsh peck on the lips. Rosa squeezed her eyes shut, throwing a weak fist against his chest.
Killian grunted against her lips. His hot breath brushed her skin. He hardly could keep his eyes open.
Breaking the kiss, he trailed his mouth down to the soft curve of her dress-covered chest before pressing a possessive peck on the tip of it making her shiver. Her nipples hardened under the cloth.
Killian tugged her dress slightly, revealing the pale skin of her stomach. Her fair skin glowed under his dark eyes.
“Fuck.” The swore escaped him in a low growl and he pressed lips against her skin, planting a smooch there.
“Mmmh—”
Rosa whimpered. Her body trembled under his grip. His hands held her tight, leaving her completely helpless.
Killian tugged at her pant, yanking it down with a reckless hunger. His lust filled eyes devoured her, fixated on her most beautiful part.
He flung her pant across the room carelessly.
Desire scorched every inch of him. His sense was lost under the heavy dose of drinks.
Rosa’s hands gripped his sleeve, trying to pull away but he didn’t move. Every motion he made seemed calculated, dominating, inescapable and careless.
Her body flinched when his lips came in contact with her v.
Heat pooled in her core. Her cheeks was coloured with red tints. Rosa tried to shut her legs but he grabbed her thigh in his large palms, dipping his mouth into her pussy without hesitation.
Rosa’s eyes shot open along with her mouth when his tongue brushed against her clit.
Her hands clutched at the dress pooled on her stomach, gripping it desperately and she lifted her head to look at him. Her eyebrows narrowed.
All she could focus on was his messy hair in the dark. His face was buried into her wetness.
“Oh-ohhh-!”
Rosa clutched the useless fabric. Her fingers gripped it desperately. Killian’s hot breath caressed her skin as he leaned in. He latched his mouth onto her wetness, slurping on it. Licking. Sucking on her sensitive bud.
His head stormed with the intensity of her flavor.
One hand slid to Rosa’s stomach, searching for her hands and he grabbed her both wrists, holding them firmly against her belly.
Entering his tongue inside of her tiny hole, he drew desperate cries from her lips.
“Nnahhh-”
Rosa’s feet tangled the bedsheet. Tears rolled down but her eyes rolling back with pleasure and fear.
Killian took her folds between his lips. Rosa’s hands struggled, attempting to free themselves but her breath came in short uneven gasps.
“No. Stopp..” she stammered, unsure if her voice was even heard by him.
Her teeth pressed hard, watching the ceiling while he sucked on her bud. Smooching them. His lips were soft against her.
Rosa desperately shook her head, kicked her legs, trying to resist the overwhelming pleasure.
He is a criminal.
“I don't want it. Don't want it. Stop-stop. Please, I don't want it. Stop. I don't want it..” Rosa chanted, repeating the words like a lifeline.
She refused to surrender to the sensation, clinging to control but her body betrayed her. Tears welled and slipped down her cheeks. She squeezed her tears away and Killian licked hard. Really hard. Making her moan without her consent.
“Aahhh-! Ahh-! Don’t want it.”
Killian paused for a moment. His hands started loosening. His mind was a haze, everything around him blurry. Rosa’s hand slipped free.
She was... petrified.
Her bone was stiffening at the silence loomed over her. Her hands flew to his hair, slowly tangling her tiny fingers as he licked her again.
He ate her out like a madman.
Her soft folds were chapped by his teeth. Rosa clenched her walls around his tongue.
She cried silently. Her heart filled with anxiety. Without her m knowing she tugged at his hair softly, wanting him to lick even harder when the pleasure creeped in.
A part of her tried to push him.
‘He’s a monster. Psychotic killer. Push him away. He hurts you. He only wants to use you.. your body, nothing else. Every man would. His father destroyed your family and now he wants to steal what’s left. And it’s you. You are suffering because of him. Your parents would never allow you to be with a man like him if they were alive. Don’t forgive him. Ever!’ she heard the back of her mind screaming to her senses.
Rosa was scared at how shamelessly her body was reacting to the sensation. How shamelessly she was enjoying it. And her body ached for more. Her hips twitched.
Her legs were trembling hard. Toes curled with each suck. Her thighs were shivering against his slender fingers.
Killian kisses her princess part. Softly. Gently. Carefully. As if she was a treasure.
Blood rushes hot through his veins every time his tongue comes in contact with her. Her flavour was intoxicated. He was on cloud nine. He pressed his lips even more against her. Harder.
The tip of his tongue licked her pre-cum.
He wanted nothing more than to shove his cock inside her.
Rosa blinked when heat rushed toward her entrance. Her face was red.
Her veins got filled with ecstasy.
“Aaah! A-ahh- ah!” she moaned in tears.
Another forceful lick and Rosa’s body tensed, shuddering and she spilled over him. Her hips twitched hard. Killian groaned, slurping her fluids without hesitation.
Rosa cried loudly with her mouth opened wide, clutching her gathered dress.
Her body shook with hiccups. She was feeling weird. Not disgusted but she didn’t want this pleasure from a killer. She was exhausted. Ashamed. She doesn’t know if he’ll hurt her even worse than before.
Worse than that night?
Rosa wished her body was in her control.
As her loud cries filled the room. She felt him freezing suddenly. No movement. The silence made her nervous.
Killian’s cold eyes froze. This wasn’t the only thing he needed from her. Her body wasn’t the only thing he needed! He needed her.
His eyebrows narrowed. The piercing glinting cruelly. His breathing oscillated. Her loud cries reached his ear.
His rabbit was crying.
Killian pulled her left thigh. He held her gathered fabric and pulled them down her body, covering her back again. Rosa immediately moved, sitting up and crawled back. Her back hit the bedpost.
Her thin brows knitted tightly, eyes locked up on the broad figure towering over her like a monster in the dark. She tried to shrink further, to melt into the wood behind her, to vanish.
From his ruthless life.
Her chest heaved in fear. Her pulse stuttered when her gaze met his deep eyes. Rosa curled her knees tightly to her chest. Her lips trembled downward.
She sniffled, “Please. Pl-please-hic! Please–”
Killian rose onto his knees. One hand pressed into the mattress beside her hips as he leaned closer and looked at her face.
“Stay.” he breathed.