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“I do not agree with this,” Athena stood between the two men, “Nevin, please,” she held his chest, begging him, earning a warning growl from Azazel; he was losing it seeing Athena stand close to Nevin, talking to him gently, touching him. Her touching Nevin wanted him to kill Nevin more than he already wished. “Don’t do this, Nevin; he will kill you” she wiped his blood crying. “I don’t want to do this, Thena, but I can’t let you go. You are the one constant thing in my life,” Athena closed her eyes. “No, Nevin, I don’t want this,” she tried talking him out of it, but before she could do anything, she was pulled back by Azazel. He buried his head in her hair, smelling it creating a boiling rage in Nevin, “You don’t get to fucking choose,” he yanked her hair harder, “If I want it, I get it. I want you and I will get you by hook or by crook, by blood or by death”, he bit down on her cheeks holding Nevin’s eyes captive. Nevin struggled to try to punch Azazel’s men, but they were strong
Mature and non-consensual scenes. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable… He didn’t wait for a second; he started dragging her upstairs; he threw Athena into a room. “Go shower; I want his scent off you,” he pushed her further into the room. She turned around with no choice, “And Athena?” she turned to face him. “I want you clean and ready for me. I am not going to give you another chance,” he glanced at his watch, “you have 15” he left the room to shower for himself. Athena entered the bathroom; stripping her clothes, she sat in the bathtub, numb. She is going to sleep with her sister’s fiancé; how sinful is it? But can she escape? She knows she cannot. If she did, he would kill Nevin. Her life is a mess, so chaotic than the sky during a hurricane. She sat there hoping that time would freeze and this mess would end, but time never froze and the mess only began. She sighed and walked out of the bathroom; a nightgown with a robe and some scented lotions was on the bed. She obedi
This chapter will have non-consensual sex scenes. It will be sad, if you are uncomfortable, skip it, please….. He saw her biting her lip, and he loved it; he wanted those lips to bite his; he wouldn’t mind even if his body bore her marks; he wanted it; he wanted her to mark him like he was going to mark hers. Her throat was parched with the anticipation of what was going to happen. So she closed her eyes again, and she kept them closed until she felt a swat on her ass, a loud spank forcing her to open her eyes, “you are not allowed to close those eyes, baby” he rubbed her cock on her clit biting his lips, and she clenched her stomach. “Don’t close those eyes” he slowly moved his dick down to her entrance. He moved his gaze down to her pussy and inhaled deeply. That pussy is the most beautiful on this entire planet. He is no stranger to a woman’s pussy. He had many, fucked a lot too, but hers knocked the breath out of his lungs like his breath would never return to him. His eyes were
Azazel woke up with aches in his body. He rubbed his groggy eyes. They felt dry and itchy. He looked to the right, and the bed felt empty and cold. His body remembered her warmth. A smile crept on his lips. He touched his lips and remembered how often he tasted her lips with those. He pulled the sheets off and got up. Nakedness didn’t seem unfair to him since last night. He stepped into the shower and turned around to look at himself in the mirror, and last night’s memories flooded through his system and his heart felt full. Turning on the shower, he reveled in his thoughts. He had to go see his mother; he didn’t get that chance to see her since she attacked; he was taken by guilt that he slept with his mother’s attacker. He turned on the shower letting the water fall on his body, he grabbed some body wash to wipe himself, and that is when he noticed dried blood stains on his dick; his blood stilled for a moment, “was she a virgin?” he rubbed the body wash between his hands absentmind
As soon his eyes drank her figure, his feet took him in her direction. His Italian loafers made no sound on the wooden floor, he had the stealth of a tiger. He was silent as the night. Athena sat on the windowsill, her eyes closed, unknowing of the approaching predator. He knew she was in a deep sleep; there was no pain in them; serenity was apparent on her face, so silent and beautiful. This was a different expression than she had last night. She didn’t sense his presence, which was a good thing. He can see her as much as he wants now. He walked closer, so close to feeling her; the gentle breeze blew on her face. The wind played with her delicate features; her lashes fluttered, casting a shadow on her occipital area. The lashes were too thick, like a curtain hiding sunlight from falling inside, and her plum lips chapped due to her continuous licking; he traced his fingers lightly on it, and a small smile donned his face. She did not move; she must’ve been getting her much-needed slee
Bright sunlight shone through the cabin like a burnt brisque cake. The leaves around the house were bright-hued yellow, giving the place a countryside autumn vibe; anyone would agree; that the cabin builder had good taste. So beautiful and rustic. Two bodies were wrapped under a sheet, one body struggling to hold the weight of another body, and the other body peacefully asleep. After a tough struggle, the woman opened her tired eyes. Athena’s mind was foggy, and her head was spinning out of control. She felt as if the earth stood still, and she was turning on the earth’s axis. She looked around and slowly lowered her head to see Azazel asleep on her chest. She realized both were naked. She tried moving him away from her, but his gigantic figure didn’t move an inch. Instead, he hugged her more, snuggling further into her chest. She tried wiggling out of his hold again, but he wasn’t letting her go. She looked around to find that she was in another room. She was confused, weak, and sca
It was almost evening when she woke up, and the girl had no sense of time. Again, she seemed to have lost sense of many things these days. “You woke up,” the voice of the guy she hates the most broke her feelings.She said nothing other than covering herself. She realized he had made her sleep naked yet again. “If you want to be in my good graces, Rae, drop that attitude. When I ask you a question, you answer,” he said, sitting next to her and gripping her jaw. Again, Athena said nothing. God knows the girl is stubborn, “I am waiting,” he clutched her thighs in a tight grip, squeezing them.“Don’t make me fuck you, Rae,” he licked her ear lobe, which made her give up unwillingly."Yes,” she responded, not wanting to take another assault on her body. “Good girl, now eat up,” he pushed the plate toward her.His behavior confused Athena beyond measure, more confusing than trigonometry in the 10th grade, she was a great student, but trigonometry was something she could never decipher, jus
The following day, she woke up with a headache. She looked at her side to see Azazel asleep. He looked silent, almost like a human, almost harmless, but whom was she kidding? He was the most dangerous of them all. She doesn’t know what he did for work or his life purpose. All she knew was to stay away from him, but how was she supposed to? He was the one that kept dragging her everywhere he went. She clutched the bedspread on her chest, trying to make sense of her surroundings. In all that, she didn’t realize that she had been staring at him. She skimmed down her body. He had a well-built body so well that she wondered if God had taken the time to create him. Paint him when he is in an excellent mood. If she didn’t know the cruel nature beneath that deceptive hide, she would’ve fallen for this guy as he had no shortcomings. Everything about him was picture-perfect.She had seen him in interviews before, he carried himself with the grace of God, and he was very confident in what he di