Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Raven POV

He’s sadistic, I think to myself dimly, no man could possess this amount of stamina. My body is limp. I can barely keep myself balanced, and if it wasn’t for him holding me, I would have probably fallen flat on my face by now. He gives a small groan, one hand moving to grab my breast, the other sliding between my legs. I’m at my limit, or so I think. My head falls back as he begins to finger me again, his finger gentle, sliding over my clit up and down as my breathing grows shallow. Despite my exhaustion, my body begins to respond to his touch, craving it.

Then I feel it. Pressure at my entrance. He slides a finger inside of me as my body tenses.

“Relax,” he murmurs, pushing in more as I force my body to relax, accepting the intrusion.

He pushes in a little more but stops before my barrier. He gently slides it in and out, stretching me as my walls clench around it. His hand roughly squeezes my breast, the pain pleasurable. Another finger slides inside of me. This feeling is alien to me. I’ve never been penetrated before, certainly not by any means. His fingers are rough, but as he thrusts in and out of me, I can feel my walls begin to relax, even as I feel the fullness inside me. He curves his fingers, seeking something. His hand never stops squeezing my breasts, going from one to the other, keeping me pressed firmly against his body. It’s so erotic, so arousing and my juices drip all over him as I become a willing slave to the pleasure building inside of me. I can’t get enough of it, of him.

I mewl like a kitten. My legs are shaking. I thought I couldn’t possibly desire any more from him, but I’m wrong. I’m so wrong. He finds what he’s looking for, hitting a small part of me over and over as I quiver and shake. So good. My body feels like it’s coiling in on itself. I break, shattering as an orgasm tears through me. It’s so powerful that a tear trails down my cheek. I’m beside myself as he continues, his fingers now slick with my juices. He’s patient, bringing me back to the brink as I move restlessly on his lap, helpless, with my hands still restrained behind me, leaving me vulnerable and subject to his desires, to what he wants from me.

I feel like a ragdoll. There’s liquid on the armchair. Hades isn’t fazed. He slowly slides his fingers out of me and then wipes them on his pants. I’m lightheaded. My head is spinning He picks me up and stands. turning and positioning me so that I’m face down and over the arm of the chair, my legs spread, almost on tiptoes. My ass is exposed. I hear the sound of his zipper being undone. Surely, he’s not about to

My mouth goes dry. His hands grab my ass cheeks, spreading them. He’s breathing rapidly Not my ass. I think wildly, trying to get up. His hand shoves me down, hard. His cock begins to slide between my ass cheek but he doesn’t penetrate me. Instead, he slides his cock back and forth between my slit, over and over, his movements becoming faster and more frantic. I can feel the smoothness of his cock and how hard it is, how big it is as he slides in and out. My arms are still restrained behind me. I can’t move He’s too powerful. It’s like he’s a beast, giving into his most primal instincts and making his dark fantasies a powerful reality. I can hear him grunting, his nails digging into my flesh as I whimper. He spreads my cheeks wider, groaning out loud. It’s so good. I strain against the chair but his hands forcibly hold me down, preventing me from moving too much as he seeks his own pleasure, his own release and gratification.