veins bulging out on it, visibly throbbing.
I didn’t think that I would lose my virginity in such a savage way, taken from me without mercy, but there isn’t anything I can do to stop him.
“Is this what you wanted?” He stares down at me. “Did you want me so angry that I take from you? That I take the choice from you, so you don’t have to admit that you want this?”
“I hate you,” I lie. I should, but I can’t, even now. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to shut the world out.
“You try to hate me, but we both know you truly don’t. You can’t, we are too connected, whether you like it or not. We belong together, and I’m about to show you how much.” His lips brush against mine, and I move against him on instinct, seeking out his comfort even with the threat of him hurting me.
“Open your eyes and look at me as I take you. Feel every inch of my cock as I sink deep inside you.” The head of his cock brushes against my entrance, and I freeze, my entire body shutting down. I tell myself to stop feeling. Tears escape my eyes and slide down the sides of my cheeks. I can’t breathe. I can’t swallow. I feel cold all over, broken and scared, so scared. He’s going to hurt me after he told me he wouldn’t, he’s going to. I don’t understand why that matters so much at the moment. His words don’t mean shit, not after what he’s done to me, but deep down, I know that’s a lie.
They mean everything…
A pained cry fills the room. It takes a moment to realize that it came from me. I made that sound. Zane’s body freezes above mine, but I still don’t open my eyes. I can’t. I do want this, but not like this. I don’t want to be a victim of his rage and anger.
I try to suck in a breath, but my chest is too tight, panic holding it prisoner like a hundred-pound weight. I feel like I’m suffocating, gasping for oxygen. My mind races at the things he’s going to do to me, the savage way he’s going to claim me over and over again.
“Shhh.” I feel the warmth of his hand against my cold cheek. He cups it gently, swiping at the tears that still linger there. It’s like he knows I need this. I know I shouldn’t, that I should hate him, tell him to release me, but instead of doing those things, I seek comfort in his touch, nuzzling my face into his palm, needing it. Needing him.
“I never want to hurt you, Dove. But dammit… the way you act, it makes me want to break you down just so I can build you up again. To prove to you that you need me. But I’m not sure I could come back from that. I can’t see my Dove broken in her cage. I want her to sing and fly, but I’m tired of her trying to escape.”
“I can’t accept this…” I whimper.
“You have to, and after today, you won’t be able to fly away from me, Dove. I’m going to shackle you to me. Make you mine forever. Do you understand?”
“Zane, please…” I whimper, my breathing slowly returning to a normal pace. When I finally force my eyes open, I find Zane hovering above me. There’s a softness in his eyes. I want to reach out and grab it, wrap myself up in it.
He’s watching me cautiously, tenderly almost, penetrating my soul with his gaze. Before, when I looked at him, there was nothing. An empty pit of nothingness. Now, there is light in his eyes, pieces of his shine through and down at me.
A rough hand skims down the side of my body, gently stroking the tense flesh. It feels like he’s taking the fear he gave me and replacing it with something else, something deeper. Leaning forward, he presses an open-mouthed kiss to my breast, his tongue sliding over the flesh makes me shiver. Every hair on my body awakens at his touch. Reaching my nipple, he takes it into his mouth, flicking the bud with his tongue.
A spark of pleasure ignites in my belly, and I have to stop myself from arching into his mouth. He sucks deeply, tugging on the hard bud before releasing it with a pop. He works the other one over in the same fashion,