Warning! This chapter contains gang rape and attempted murder. If you are sensitive to any of these matters, please do not read! Thank you!
You put your face in your hands and began to cry. Pelle stepped closer to you, put his arms around you, rubbed your back and said,
"Why didn't you tell me about Jeff?"
You continued to cry and tried to gather yourself so that you could explain it to him. Once you managed to compose yourself enough you spoke.
"Jeff was a part of my past that I never wanted to talk about ever again. I went through a lot of therapy for all the things he did to me, not just emotionally but physically and every time I talk about it, I'm reliving the trauma that I suffered at the hands of that monster."
He tightened his embrace as you began to tell him about Jeff.
"At first, it started out with little slaps across the face and before I knew it he started punching. Then he started making me do things that I didn't want to do, like making me have sex with his friends against my will and humiliating me about it when we were alone together. I just...."
You began to sob again and put your face in Pelle's chest. Your body was shaking uncontrollably and he finally put his other arm around you and said,
"Shhh...you don't have to say anymore right now. You're safe here with me."
You put both arms around his waist and hugged him tight. As he was holding you, he reached your vanity top and grabbed a few tissues out of the box, put his fingers under your chin and made you look up at him. You looked into a pair of eyes that were a far cry of those who belittled and abused you all those years ago. Pelle took the tissues and dried your eyes and wiped your nose. He looked into your eyes and said,
I'm sorry that I brought this up. I had no idea how badly he hurt you. Your mother and sisters told me the story but obviously it wasn't the whole thing."
"That's because they don't know everything. They only know what parts of it that I told them. I forbid them from coming to the trial because I didn't want them to know everything I had gone through."
"Babe, you were almost murdered! This guy left you for dead, that's a lot for anyone to swallow, let alone you, the person who went through it."
You didn't say another word. You just looked at him, put your hand on his cheek and got up on your tip toes, kissed his cheek and gave him a half smile. You turned away from him and crawled into bed. He walked over to you and said,
"I'm gonna go say goodnight to your mom and sisters and I'll be right back in here, ok?"
"Ok." You responded.
Pelle left the room and you could hear him in the living room saying goodnight to your family and then he appeared in the doorway again. He closed the door, took off his jeans and got into bed with you. As he laid down, you rolled over to face him. He put his arm around you and you rested your head on his shoulder and part of his chest. He stroked your hair and kissed your forehead and said,
"I promise you that I'll never lay a hand on you and I feel sorry for anyone who tries to hurt you like that ever again."
You took comfort in his words. He was the first person that you've been with since Jeff. It has taken you so long to feel comfortable and to be able to trust someone since that asshole. You knew that Pelle spoke the truth and would never do anything to harm you, he was your protector, you knew your heart and well being were very safe with him. However, the thought of what you went through was now fresh in your head again and you didn't know how long it was going to take you this time to shake those demons.The next morning you awoke to the smell of home. You rolled over and Pelle was fast asleep on his stomach. His long blonde hair draped messily over his back. You laid your torso over his back and put your arms over him. You kissed his back and thought about what he had said to you last night. You got up and quietly left your bedroom so that you didn't wake Pelle. You proceeded to walk through your house to the kitchen where you found your mother and sisters making you and Pelle breakfast while listening to Christmas music. They were singing and dancing, then they finally saw you standing there with your arms crossed and a half smile on your face. They stared at you and your sister ran over to the radio and turned it down.
"Good Morning!" Your mother said.
"Which one of you told Pelle about Jeff?"
"Michelle the picture got in there somehow...I hope that it didn't cost you an argument, he seemed very concerned last night."
"That's because I didn't ever plan on telling him about the things that I've gone through in the past, particularly what happened with Jeff."
"I know that you never told us everything that happened so I'm sorry that you are going to be reliving what you went through because of one picture."
"Well, the cat's out of the bag now and I'm just going to have to deal with it." You said as you pushed your body off of the wall with your shoulders as you unfolded your arms. You walked over to the table and picked up a piece of bacon and bit down, you looked out the window at the breathtaking view you were lucky enough to have and finished your piece of bacon and told your family that your were going to wake up Pelle. You walked through the living room, as you entered your bedroom you saw that Pelle hadn't budged. You walked over to the bed and got on it and laid next to him and gently started to kiss his shoulder, he rolled over and looked at you with his eyes half closed and said,
"Good morning." He reached up and cupped the side of your face and gently stroked it with his thumb.
"Good morning! My mom and sisters have made us a ton of food for breakfast."
"MMM...I can smell it!"
Pelle sat up in bed and kissed you gently on the lips as he put his hand on the side of your face again, he used it to hold your face to his until he was done kissing you. Just then, Mindy walked in and said,
"That's disgusting, have sex on your own time. Mom wants both of you out there pronto for breakfast."
"We'll be out in a minute." You told your little sister as you pointed to your door.
"Ok, I'll tell Mom that you're too busy exchanging bodily fluids to come out and eat the food that she spent all morning preparing."
You threw a pillow at her and she ran out the door to miss it.
"We better get out there before she comes back here."
"You're probably right." He said as he kissed you once more and ran to the bathroom.
Once he was done he put his sweats and a t-shirt on. The two of you walked out into the kitchen with your arms around each other's waist, you both looked at the wide array of food your Mom and sisters had made. You and Pelle sat down next to each other and your Mother said,
"Good morning Pelle, please, take as much as you want."
He looked around the table at everything there was to offer and started piling food on his plate. You did the same and then your Mom and sisters starting loading up their plates as well. Christina ran into the kitchen and turned up the Christmas music and ran back to the table, quickly sat and started eating. You giggled inside because it was such a Norman Rockwell moment you wanted to gag. Everyone was talking, laughing, and reminiscing about you when you were little and a teenager. Pelle got a real kick out of the embarrassing stories. You were so glad that he was having fun at your expense, After everyone was done eating, your Mother said,
"You two get to do the dishes."
You and Pelle stared at each other dumbfounded and then back to the table. Then your sister Mindy said,
"Psyche...me and Christina are doing them for you!"
You and Pelle breathed a huge sigh of relief. Your mother said,
"You two better go get ready to go out Christmas shopping."
The two of you got up from the table and walked to your bedroom, you shut the door, locked it and threw your arms around each other kissing feverishly. Pelle started walking you backwards towards the bed and once there laid you upon it, while licking and sucking on your neck and shoulders. You extended your neck so that he could cover every square inch, as he licked up to your jaw you ran your fingers through the hair around his ear and brought his face to yours. While you were kissing, Pelle moved your hand down to his groin and made you feel his throbbing cock through his sweats. He wanted you to know how much he wanted, desired and lusted for you. You reached down his pants and firmly gripped his desire for you in your hands and began to jerk him off as he ravaged your lips and mouth. He quietly breathed in your ear, and let out a soft moan. He was loving what your were doing to him.
"I want you so bad right now," He whispered in your ear as he was sucking on your earlobe.
"Then take me." You said to him as you both lock eyes on each other, his cock still in your hand, he reached down and slid your panties off, you keep jerking him as he pulls his sweats down to his ankles. He moves your hand aside and takes control of his own equipment, you start to move backwards on the bed as he moves towards you. He rubs the tip against your folds and gets it wet with his precum, then you feel the uncomfortable sting of him entering you. You let out a little gasp and he turns his eyes to you and looks through your soul. He slowly begins to fuck you so you can properly accept his size. Once he was confident that you were comfortable, he began to pound you relentlessly. You were trying so hard to be quiet but Pelle felt amazing, his cock felt so warm inside of your quivering walls. He put his hand over your mouth to muffle your cries of ecstasy. He was laying on top of you and kept looking down between your bodies so he could watch himself penetrate you and then he'd turn his gaze back to your face. He took it out and you laid on your side and he laid behind you and lifted your leg and put it over his shoulder and penetrated you as you were wide open waiting to accept his stiff manhood again. You both let out a sigh of ecstasy as he entered you again. He used your leg as leverage to slide his cock in and out of you and get the perfect rhythm going, He was whispering the little naughtiest in your ear and that made you incredibly wet, he began to slide in and out with incredible ease. He was able to keep the same speed and rhythm for the longest time that you finally reached your climax. He pulled your hair aside and kissed your neck. You tried to be quiet but couldn't, you were certain that your family was hearing how good in bed Pelle was. While you were in the middle of your orgasm he continued to lick your neck and started to grab your luscious breast and squeeze them while playing with your nipples. This sent you over the edge and you began to have a second orgasm right after the last one. Your moans grew louder, Pelle whispered some very little naughties in your ear and then his speed picked up and his thrusts became more powerful.
"I'm gonna cum." He whispered staggerdly in your ear as he tried to catch his breath from the rigorous fucking he was giving you.
His hips were moving incredibly fast and he made you take every inch as he tried to go deeper but couldn't. He pushed it in farther then pulled down a little and then grabbed your hips and tried to fit himself into your core, He put his forehead into the back of your head and you could feel his hot breath on the back of your neck and hear him finishing his orgasm. Once he was spent, he pulled out and laid next to you, kissed your lips and brushed your hair away from your face with his long, beautiful, fingers. He kissed you again and said,
"That was intense,"
"It was!" You said as you put his face in the palm of your hand and stroked his mouth with your thumb. He kissed it and you continued to play with his mustache and he continued to kiss your thumb until he finally bit it and your pulled it back and put it to your lips and sucked on it,
"Hey! No fair, YOU bit."
He smiled at you with one eye shut and stuck his tongue out at you. Then he got off the bed and headed to the bathroom butt ass naked. You laid back on the bed and giggled then got up and went into the bathroom with Pelle to take a shower so you could get your day started.
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