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“Beg all you want,” he murmured against my lips and his eyes hooded with lust. “It won’t change a thing. I’m going to fuck you until you know exactly what that means.”

And he moved again, his length driving into me, pushing my body to its breaking point. I could feel every inch of him, every crevice and curve hitting the deepest parts of me. I thought his fingers were brutal, even the cane was rough, but his length was something else. How could he be so long and… girthy?

Judas didn’t stop, didn’t slow down.

His thrusts were rough, pushing me further toward the edge of some dark abyss.

I wanted to fight, to scream, but my strength was gone, my body a trembling, broken thing beneath him. All I could do was endure, hating myself for the way my body responded, for the way his words twisted something deep inside me.

“Judas…” I gasped, my voice raw and desperate, but he didn’t answer, didn’t stop.

“Such a pretty little virgin,” he murmured, rolling his hips and biting my lips hard. “I’m going to ruin you, make you beg for it, even when you hate yourself for wanting it.”

I bit back a sob. “It hurts… it hurts so much…”

“Such a tight little cunt,” he groaned, one hand reaching around to grab my breast, squeezing it painfully as he pounded into me.

“Please… no… stop…”

His hand slid down, and I panicked. “No… no… I can’t…”

“That’s it,” he growled, thrusting harder, deeper. “Let me hear how much you love it, how much you need it.”

I didn’t need it, you psycho!

I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but the pleasure was building, overtaking the pain, until it was all I could feel, all I could think about. My body was on fire, every nerve ending lit up with a sickening blend of agony and ecstasy.

With one final, brutal thrust, he pushed me over the edge. My body convulsed around him as I came, a broken sob tearing from my throat. I hated myself for it, hated the way my body had betrayed me in the worst possible way.

He followed moments later, spilling himself inside me with a satisfied groan, his grip on me never loosening. The pain of him filling me was overwhelming, but underneath it all, there was a horrifying sense of coming down from a high, as if he had claimed something I hadn’t even known was his to take.

When he finally pulled out, I collapsed onto the bed, trembling, broken, my body still buzzing with the aftershocks of what he had done to me. I could feel his seed dripping from me. I didn’t want to look at him; I didn’t want to see the satisfaction on his face.

I just wanted to disappear, to fade into nothingness and escape the nightmare that had become my reality.

But that wasn’t enough for him.

His palm landed on my behind with a stinging slap, and I flinched, too exhausted and raw to even muster a proper reaction. Before I could gather my thoughts, his hands were onme again, parting my cheeks with a rough, callous touch. A low, mocking chuckle escaped his lips, dripping with sarcasm and cruel amusement.

“Would you look at that,” he drawled. “I’ve barely finished with you, and you’re already leaking. Guess your body knows its place, even if your mouth hasn’t figured it out yet.”

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into the sheets, shame and humiliation crashing over me in waves. “You’re a… monster.”

Judas’s cruel chuckle deepened, making me wince. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my behind as he leaned closer, his breath hot and taunting against my ear.

“A monster?” he repeated, and I flinched as he flicked his tongue over the shell of my ear. “Ptichka, I’m much worse than that. Monsters hide in the dark, waiting to scare little girls,” He took a deep breath and let out a low groan.” But I… I don’t hide. I take what I want, and I make sure you feel every single second of it.”

He squeezed my arse harder. “And look at you now, all spread out for me, dripping like the desperate little slut you are. You can call me a monster all you want, but we both know you loved every second of it, didn’t you? Your body sure as hell did. And if you think this is it, then brace yourself cause I’m going to play with you until you can’t remember what it feels like not to have me inside you.”

Chapter 42

The Predator

My little bird tried to remain awake.

Fight tooth and nail for it by clawing my face and back. She even tried to slap me across the face and eventually gave up. Her gaze angry, but she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her sinful lips as I pushed in deeper.

And fuck.