Coalesce ✔️

CH-9

Life could be very unpredictable, does he even give a thought that what will be the consequences?

NO!

He was mad, confused, or whatever but never in any world's powers, he had the right to play with that mare girl's life. she was not even conscious when it happened. she was shivering, she was breathing heavily, but still he didn't stop, why?

just because he was not ready to accept his loss, or was not able to control his lust?

he was looking at her, lying on the bed, more like sleeping with pain, she was looking so fragile and weak that maybe any demon will think of mercy, but no...

this man has lost every sense of empathy even the smallest particle has gone, he felt something different in his head and heart.

sure thing, everything he did was like a horror movie for him, but the pleasure he felt, the sense of satisfaction he felt was another level, that desire to have her all for himself, and be her pain, pleasure, every freaking emotion was driving him crazy.

he!! if she would have been awake, she would be lying on that bed with her face down and him pounding hard in her, what the he!! man!.

he cleared his thoughts like how easily anyone of us, you, I could wipe a beach.

he walked towards his washroom and was about to step in, he wanted to be the cruelest thing to ever happen to her, he himself was not sure, what made him like this all of a sudden.

the switch flipped down, empathy gone and a new sadist was born.

he looked back in her direction and slowly walked, like fighting to not do or to do.

he softly took out the drip and held her in his arms like his bride, he smiled cynically and started walking towards the washroom, she in his clothes, a cherry on the top.

she was kinda moving in his arms and made herself comfortable, she felt an unknown but familiar warmth which was missing but now she was relaxed.

he smiled more and made her stand on her wobble feet supporting her head over his chest and holding her forearm and waist.

she was solely dependent on his hold and partially unconscious, she was getting in her senses but still high from the dose.

she even moaned when her toes touched the ground fixed with the Italian marble because her muscles down there were still sore.

her baby grip surrounded by his long sleeves tried to hold his arms but only her fingers got some grip.

she pushed herself more onto his chest and moaned, he was getting hard.

not again!

without thinking or taking any time, he turned on the shower and made her sink like she was in some ocean.

she gasped but her eyes were still closed, she tried to balance herself but nothing, she felt an urgency to open her eyes and the view in front was the most unexpected she got.

Christopher holding her in a close place with his bare chest, she was gripping his arms and the pain, don't ask me.

in quick 5 secs, she released that they were both in the shower and she only was wearing his clothes.

her situation was not favorable and she was gasping, but the look over his face was something else, victory, satisfaction, or hate?

she tried to detach herself from his hold but the way he jerked her towards him and made her feel the pain down there more made her lost her balance.

she fell on her knees and held her stomach, she looked down and alone tear slipped from her eye, shower was running and not helping at all, where he the man looked happiest.

cruel b!tch.

The best opportunity, she on her knees.

he slide his boxer down and slipped his c0ck straight griping her hair making her mouth an 'O'.

She gasped more and tried to push him back, but could she?

he was just looking at her miserable situation, the angel inside his head was beating the sh!t out of his devel self but what if the brain was the boss.

she pleaded with her doe-like eyes, 'why?' was the only word she was trying to say for a long time.

he jerked her up halfway gagging her for some minutes pushed her against the wall, she like a lifeless puppet let him do whatever he desired.

and there goes another brutal way in her already sore opening, he was not pushing, he was nailing himself inside her, going deep in one go and coming out of her properly in another.

she didn't moan or cry, she screamed.

her nails were making art over his neck and jaw, his chest was experiencing her soft yet wet clothed mounds.

she was a perfect treat.

he pounded in her for god knows how long, he himself was impressed with his performance. his twisted mind always wanted to have her in his own way.

that tension he always felt whenever she was near him, the heavy breaths he use to have when he looked at her, that desire to taste her once, to see her pleading under him, to feel her, being inside her, and most importantly, that feeling to break her and reshape her.

here, he will do everything, and then she will rise like his own Pheonix.

because my friends, he freaking was a dragon, and the dragon was in an obsession with the phoenix this time.

"Please... plea..." she sobbed with her open mouth, she was pushing him with no strength, and her eyes were running constantly.

he already turned off the shower when he inserted in her but due to crying and pain her whole face was red, she was looking so desirable and appealing to him that he wanted to capture that face in his mind forever.

the way he wanted to see her always be like.

in a few more thrusts, he came flowing out of her vagina and she was in his arms, balancing herself.

without any other thought he pulled her out of the shower and made her walk with senseless legs, she was falling and crying in agony.

he pushed her on the bed, where she fell like a dead petal.

he walked towards his phone, opened the camera, and came back to her.

crawling on the silk surface of the bed with his knees and phone in one hand he jerked her and made her sit with his another.

her wet hair, her red nose, highly pink lips, her heavy and dull eyes, with most beautiful diamonds in them, her perky nipples, and what?

everything was so mesmerizing that he cupped her face with his long fingers, complimenting her most gorgeous face and making her look deep in his fierce eyes.

she was not able to but something made her and in the very instant he clicked the most miserable picture of her with his satisfactory smile.

switching off his phone and throwing it somewhere on the bed, with her cupped face, he pulled her towards him and smashed his lips over her already shivering pouting ones.

she closed her eyes, and waited for the pain, but will it come?

A/N
yo wassup!?
I know it's been long, very long and I'm not sorry.
I was busy and shifting so finally after a long period, I got some free time and here is a new update so enjoy and plz vote.
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