Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141

He moved, lying on top of me, his arms keeping him from crushing me as he positioned himself, his cock at my entrance. I moved restlessly beneath him, wanting him to just push his way inside and take me already.

I gripped his shoulders, nails digging in, urging him to push inside of me. Urging him to fuck me. I needed him, desired him. He gently pushed inside, and my lips parted as I felt that familiar pressure, his cock so large it caused me to feel as though I was being stuffed inside. It was too gentle. I pushed upwards with my hips, sinking him in deeper as he groaned out loud.

“Jesus. Raven,” he panted, his face a mixture of torture and pleasure.

“Take me,” I begged, my voice rising, “please, Hades, take me. Don’t be gentle,” I whispered, my eyes meeting his and directly challenging him.

I wanted him to be rough, to be primal. To give in to his urges and not hold back. I knew how bad he was feeling,

how much he needed this. How much we both needed this.

“Baby, I can’t,” he began to protest.

He was still trying to hold himself together. I wrapped my legs around him and began to grind against him. He sucked in a breath and then lost control, just the way I expected. Good. I held on, going along for the ride.

He began to thrust into me, hard. I cried out, my body moving against his as he began to slam into me, ruthless, the way I liked it. My body began to sing. He fucked me raw, pounding away, a look of torture on his face. When he paused, I frowned, only to understand as he backed off and then picked me up, turning me over and putting me on my hands and knees. He slammed back in without warning and my back arched, my hands clutching the bedsheets, my body moving back and forward with each thrust, my core pulsating with every orgasm that washed

“Oh, kitten,” he growled as I shivered, my own body beginning to respond again, “you don’t think I was finished with you yet, did you?”

I inhaled sharply, even as I grew aroused again. His voice, low, husky, and dripping with masculinity, was enough to turn me on, let alone the feel of him against my bare skin and the hardness of his cock continuing to harden inside of me.

I trembled. He began to slowly thrust back and forth, causing me to mewl. It was a sleepless night as Hades proved to me just how much he desired me and how much he enjoyed tormenting me until I couldn’t walk, let alone force my bdoy to sit up.. By the time morning came, I was limp, covered in sweat, and sore in various places I didn’t know even existed. I fell asleep in the early hours,, dimly aware of his arms wrapped around me as we slept together, finding peace and solace in one another’s company.

But good times don’t last forever, and there was something far more sinister on the horizon that neither of us saw coming. It would test our love, test friendships, and even threaten to tear us apart.