Chapter 55
Alysa
I start crying on the way home, everything crashing back into me at once. My ears are silent, but the occasional sniffle draws the attention of my
теп.
Zuri looks at me, and 1 smile, pretending everything’s okay. I don’t want her to see me like this, allowing her sperm donor to break me again. I just feel like a fucking idiot. How did I not see the signs that boat was gay! Even when we had normal sex, it was terrible. The only time he seemed remotely into it was when we were doing anal from behind. Now, knowing the truth, he was probably thinking about some guy while he was fucking me
When we finally pull into King’s driveway, my tears are dry, but my eyes are swollen and puffy. I think I’m all cried out. Or at least, my eyes are begging me to be.
Once inside, I ask the boys to watch Zuri while I shower. I need to wash the filth of me. I know it’s illogical, but I want to scrub off every time touched me. As the videos replay in my mind. I start crying again, the loud sobs lost under the running water.
I remember my wedding day–how excited I was to be Isaac’s wife. I thought we were about to live happily ever after, our own personal fairytale. But it turns out I was just his beard, and he abused the shit out of me because he was ashamed of himself.
I almost had two children with a man who didn’t even want me
What the fuck even is my life right now?
When I step out, my skin is raw from scrubbing too hard, but I don’t care. I crawl into King’s bed naked, pulling the covers up to my neck. My tear ducts are officially empty, and I just lie there, snitling my head pounding from the breakdown.
Suddenly, the door opens and closes, but I don’t move to see who it is. The covers are pulled back and King slips into bed behind me, polling me into his chest. I almost melt into his touch until i remember that he should be disgusted with me right now.
“Um, look, I understand if you and Niko want to break up p with me.” I say quietly, afraid that if I look at him. I might cry again. There’s a chance we all have STDs right now, and it’s my fault
He makes a low noise—a low hum, not quite a growl. “Your fault! How
I should’ve known,” I whisper, hating the way my voice cracks on the words.
Suddenly, he’s sitting up, yanking me onto my back. His eyes burn into mine, and there’s anger there, but not at me. “None of this is your fucking fault, and I’ll set your ass the next time you say that His grip on me is firm, but his touch is gentle, so goddamn careful. “Now, lie here and let me hold you. I hated not being able to do that in Gray’s office. I almost told him to just get it over with and shoot me so I could be with you.”
My heart stutters, and 1 just stare at him.
He quirks a brow. “What?”
“Y–You can’t say shit like that, and expect me not to” 1 swallow hard, stopping myself.
Not to keep falling deeply in love with him.
“Expect you not to what, baby!” he asks, his voice a low rumble that’s filled with heat and danger,
I shake my head, turning away from him. He doesn’t seem to mind as he settles back down behind me. “Can we get tested! I’m never going to be able to relax again until 1 know I didn’t give anything to you and Niko
The last time I got tested was when I was pregnant with Zuri. But I’m pretty sure Isaac was fucking around after that, and I didn’t get a chance to get tested when I got pregnant the second time around.
“We will” King kisses my bare shoulder, the gesture so tender it hurts. “We’ve got a doctor at the clubhouse. We’ll get checked tomorrow.”
“They do that?
“Yeah. Our line of work isn’t exactly legal, Hospitals aren’t an option. His fingers gently run through my hair. “I doubt you’ve got anything, kitten, but we’ll make sure,
1 nod, trying to breathe through the shame. “I just feel
feel so…disgusting”
He makes a dark, throaty chuckle. “You won’t be for long. I’m gonna kill him for you”
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Shil
My stomach clenclies at his words, a mix of fear and armsal swirling within me. Did I mean it! Do I really want baac to diet And what kind of person does that make me if I do?
I’m sorry for that, by the way. You don’t really have to. I was angry and I don’t want to burden you with that
He rugs on my hair, bringing my head back so my throat is exposed to him. “I’ll manage. Besides, I thought you already admitted you like the idea of me killing for you” His teeth graze my throat, sending a shock of desire through me.
“I do,” I whisper, my face heating up with the confession.
He groans, like what I’m saying is undoing him. “Do you know why!”
“Because I’m fucked up in the head?” I guess with a hollow laugh
“No, my nanglay bulle katten” His fingers tighten in my hair. It’s because y hands, but I’d never do anything to you that doesn’t end with you streaming my name.”
you know I never hurt you. I have killed men with my bare fucking
Fuck. Maybe he’s right
“And since your husband actually put his hands on yra, Frm going to make him pay for that” His voice is darker now, rough like gravel. It sends a wave of heat straight to my core, and I can’t stop the way my body responds, squirming weainst him
“Jesus, baby,” he hishes. His hands move to grip my hips. “Tig trying to comfor you and all your greedy little pussy wants is my cock
He unzips his pants, his movements unhurried. “What am I going to do with you? His voice is thick with need, but there’s a smile in it
1 turn to look at him “B But what if we have something?” I ask, my body already trembling with need.
Fuck me. Please
The animalistic look I find in his eyes makes my mesh go dry. “Tye fucked you almost every day since you’ve been here. If we have something, oh fucking well. Well deal with it tomorrow, but for now, this pussy’s mine.”
Then, he unleashes his cock and lines it up with my entrance, pushing into me. I gasp as my walls quickly stretch, swallowing him whole. I’m still line sore from last night, but he still feels so fucking amazing
I want this, I want him to make me forge
About Kar
About those disgusting videos.
About how fucking terrible the Last three years of my life were before I managed to escape.
“King” I moan, arching my back into him
Has fingers dig into my hips, and he fucks me fouer, his movements rough, yes measured dragging pleasure through every inch of my body.
“Tell me who you belong to, he demands. “Tell me what a good line fury
you are?
“I’m your good linde slut, I pant, and the word taste like freedom on my tongue. I realize this is why I let him take control. He is exarily what I
need.
Suddenly, he flips me onto my stomach, spreading my ass cheeks before slamming back into me. His hands wrap around my throat, and he takes me like a fucking animal,
feeling like he’s destroying me, but all I can do as lay here and take it.
“Oh, God” Tery out, feelin
“When I finally get my hands on your husband,” he grins out between deep, brutal thrusts. Tim gonna make him beg for your forgiveness before we fuck you in front of him. We’ll show him what it looks like when you’re actually getting fucked right, since he doesn’t know shit about that. Then, maybe you be the one to take his life.”
He..he wants me to kill him? Myself?
I instantly feel myself getting weiter from the thought of it. What the hell is wrong with me! But I can’t seem to care, not when King is fucking every rational thought out of my mind.
When he feels me clench around him, I practically hear him smirk. “Or would you prefer I shit his throat, and fuck you as his blood raim over uv”
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The image–violent, twisted, intoxicating–pashes ne over the edge. My orgasm rips through me, my body spasming, but King doesn’t stop. He keeps driving into me, harder, his hand squeezing my throat.
“Good fucking girl,” he growls. “Milk my cock just like that, just like that.”
His loud moan skitters across my skin, and I feel him explode inside him. When he finally stills, his cock twitches deep in my pussy. His hand remains on my throat, the other snaked around my waist as he positions me back on my side,
“Do you really have to work tonight? I ask sleepily, the exhaustion of the day finally dropping
g down on me like a boulder.
He chuckles sofily pressing his lips to my shoulder. “Yeal. Got some payments to collect.
I touch the hand caressing my throat. “Ne safe for me, okay?”
1 feel his mouth watch against my skin. You think I wouldn’t, now that I have so much to come home to
Something about the way he says that makes my cliest swell, but I’m too tired to process anything. My eyes droop shut, and I give in to the safety and comfon King’s touch brings.
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