demon lover

Chapter 30

I breathlessly walked from on side of the room to get to her bedside. I wanted to wrap myself around her, and stay until all of the evil and damned circumstances bypassed us completely. The more time around this woman I spent, the more I felt like I was losing a piece of myself, and gaining, no; replacing it with this blackness that I felt inside. Something overcoming me down to my very core, and yet I had no intonation. Whatever it was I intended on fighting it every step of the way. I needed to keep it from everyone. I could not chance leaving her side right now, and even still, despite knowing that I should not be near her; I could not leave. I had to keep reminding myself of this.
As the room lit up from beautifully from the shinning moon coming through the window, I watched over her. Every move, every breath, every toss and turn. So strange, that the more I thought of her as mine, the more the darkness took over me. I wanted to possess her with everything I had. I craved the need to be in control of her every breath, every movement, every emotion. How twisted were my thoughts? I felt the insecurities of the pulling and pushing as always with Jo. Pushing her away, then pulling her in. Walking away, then running back. Feeling emotional, but wanting to fuck her till she was screaming my name, and knowing exactly who she belonged to. Pushing into her; deeper, longer, harder.

Her moaning and writhing around the bed is what took my straight out of my revine.

"Antonio.."

The beast in me had no control, not with her tossing all over the bed. Covered in sweat, moaning another mans name. Not fucking happening.
I felt myself start to twitch. Walking over to her, the need to possess all of her at its height. Peaked.
I was raised above her now, still watching. Smelling the sweat roll off of her. Feeling her heat as if I was on top of her, wrapped around her, moving against her, inside her. Feeling her clench around me, as my body coiled in want for release. As if she was feeling it too, I started to feel new sensations, scents, an over all feeling of desire. So strong that I thought I would explode, right here, just from the thought. Then, the writhing worsened, the sweating harder. The moaning was enough to make me want to rip into her. It was in this moment that I realized. I was pushing my thoughts into her mind, which in return, made her think of me, and push her thoughts back at me. So here we were, projecting to each other. Bringing to the forefront of each others minds what we wanted to do to each other. I showed her what I really wanted. How I wanted to possess her, and fuck the day right out of her. How I wanted her screaming, how much I would push her to her limits between pleasure and pain as imagined how hard I wanted to take her, and for how long. Imagined it, and watched as my thoughts were taken from me. I was projecting even harder, and more violent than I had ever thought in my life. Pushing her past the limit, into pain. Showing her that I could control it all. I had no way of stopping it, as I started to fear what this was doing to her. The beast, he was at it again. Taking over more of me as the hours and days went by.

"Damion!!!"

She screamed in fear just as I pulled out of the projection as fast as I could. Over ruling the beast, as he allowed me in.  Knowledge of how we were scaring her. When I opened my eyes Jo was bunched in a ball at the headboard of the bed, with a tear stained face. I knew that I should have left earlier when Antonio suggested I leave. What a bastard I was becoming.