Clash Of Hearts

29. 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎!

Chapter-29

Author's POV

She tried to push him off, but he didn't budge. He was too strong compared to her. He adjusted his position in between her legs and looked into her teary blue eyes.

Her tear-soaked face was red, her lips looked chapped because of his brutal kisses. Her palms were balled into fists. She was sobbing. She looked so pitiable but it wasn't enough to melt his heart.

Maybe he was too heartless or he simply didn't have one.

She was wearing her top but her pants were scattered on the ground. Her white thighs had his fingerprints. They looked red. She tried to close her legs but he widened her legs again.

He was running out of patience. Pulling her panties down, he rotated his neck in 360 degrees. She knew what was about to happen next.

He looked into her misty eyes and smirked evilly. She closed her eyes to endure that torture.

He pushed his two fingers inside of her. She wasn't wet there. It always infuriated him. No matter how much gentle, he tried to act, he failed to make her wet.

She was very thankful for her body. She didn't want to be betrayed by her own body. As much as she hated that climax feeling, she knew it wasn't in her control. It is a normal bodily reaction to have an orgasm and she cannot do anything about it.

She hissed in pain when he pulled out his fingers roughly and inserted them again. She bit her lips tightly drawing blood from them. She didn't want to make any sound. She didn't want to satisfy him.

He moved his fingers fastly inside of her. She felt like her inside was being torn apart. His actions were very rough. He rubbed her clit furiously. He wanted to torture her and he did.

She felt the knot tightening inside of her.

Look....how your dirty cunt is clenching around my fingers!!

I cannot wait to bury my dick inside you.

Imagine my dick inside of your pretty cunt, oh!! How hard I am right now.

I will pound you like a fucking slut you are.

See...! Spilling juices..!

You are my slut, Rose!

My slut and only mine!!!

Cum...cum for me! Yes...like that!

Look! Look at the mess! You are such a slut!!!

He spoke dirty. His words felt like a slap on her ego. It was vulgar and dirty. She hated it. She hated when he called her a slut, his slut.

She wasn't...she was not.

He licked his fingers clean while rubbing her clitoris with his left hand.

Say you are my slut. Say it Rose! he demanded, licking his lips.

She didn't open her mouth. She didn't want to say it.

He pinched her vaginal lips harshly and demanded again.

Say! YOU.ARE.MY. SLUT. He rubbed her clitoris at an inhumane speed.