Lustfilled Attraction: BWWM ✔️ (completed)

Chapter 30: You Belong To Me

Raya

My jaw dropped to the floor.

I thought giving him attitude would make him leave me alone but I see it just pissed him off even more.

His face was red and his eyes were dead. He blinked slowly a few times when I didn't move and he maintained a silence that tightened the air in the room as our eyes locked on each other.

Those blue orbs of his makes me feel so fucking weak and I hate myself for it.

"So you really want to do this, huh?" he mumbled with a defiant look written on his devilish face.

He takes a few quick steps to me in a second, grabbing my face roughly like a duck between his hand, making me stare at his dead eyes. "I told you if you disobey me and continue to keep up this bratty behavior then I would make you wish you never had a life. Do you really want to test my theory?"

Whimpering, I shook my head.

His gaze fell to my lips. "Too bad baby. I already gave you too many warnings." He takes a step away from me and uses his hands in my shoulders to push me to knees.

I fall with a wince when my knees hit the floor. He walks around me and I'm to afraid and turned on to move. He unbuckles his belt and tightens it around my wrists. He wrapped it tight enough to cut off the circulation around my wrist. When he tugged and I exhaled loudly from the pain, he hummed in satisfaction.

He then walks back in front of me with his pants and underwear now missing. His dick springs up and slaps me in my face. He's already hard as a fucking rock and the precum dripping from his tip falls on my cheek.

Breathing heavily, he grabs a handful of my hair and forces my head up. "Look at me the entire time. If you look at anything else, I will go harder. Understand?"

"Y-yes."

"Open wide baby." He coos, smoothing my hair out. I opened my mouth for him and he pushes himself into my mouth roughly making me gag from the impact.

His face was so calm but his tone and his eyes? Crazed.

My hands were going numb already and I tried to move them around to get the feeling back but I couldn't concentrate with Jamal fucking my mouth so ruthlessly.

He didn't light up not even to allow me to breathe. Slob and spit fell down my chin and onto my chest. Jamal throws his head back in ecstasy and moans lowly. "Fuuuckkk."

Tears filled my eyes from his roughness and I let out a small sob. Jamal looked down at me and chewed on his bottom lip. "This what you wanted baby, stop crying."

I tried to speak but he just kept shoving. "What? I can't hear you." He teased with a sadistic smirk. He knows I can't talk and he's enjoying my struggle.

He pulled on my hair and angled my head further back, craning my neck. "You belong to me Raya. This mouth, your pussy, everything. You. Are. Mine!"

Shamelessly, I moaned. Hearing his moans and how husky he sounds when he was in the moment turned me on so fucking much. He moaned with me and used his free hand to pinch my nose again, something I notice he does when he's close.

I tried my hardest to breath and take every inch of him but I couldn't. Never in my life have I ever been handled so cruelly and I couldn't understand why I loved every second of this when I'm the one being tormented.

"Shit shit shit shit shit." He rambles as his thrust turns sloppy. With one last thrust he shoves his dick all the way into my mouth hitting my throat. I gagged loudly because he didn't move, he just stayed there and used his hand on my hair to push my head forward.

I was getting lightheaded from him cutting off all of my air supply and my eyes slowly started to shut, I was about to pass out.

His warm liquid filled my mouth and I started to choke.

This has to be the worst possible feeling in the world. My heart was raging, eyesight was blurry, my face was covered in saliva, my hands were numb and losing its blood, and my neck has a knot in it from being at a weird angle.

This wasn't just him pleasuring himself. This was him punishing me.

When he was done, he finally let me go fully and removes the belt from my wrist. I took a deep and long breath. I fell on all fours and fought for air. I started to cry even harder as he bends down to my level with his hands hanging from his knees.

"I warned you. No matter how many times you fight me on this, you'll never get away from me."

"I hate you." I said in between my cries as I looked up at him.

He was laughing at me. He didn't look remorseful at all just amused. "I'm aware. Doesn't change a thing." He slapped the side of my side three times before lifting up to his full height.

"I'll be back tomorrow to grab your things." He says before opening my door.

"M-my things?"

"Yes. You're moving in with me." Was all he said before he walked out of my room and closed the door behind him.

The tears went stopping at the point. I cried harder and harder until I started to hyperventilate. I let all of my pain go because I know after tonight, my freedom will no longer exist.

Jamal isn't the man I thought him to be. The minute I figured out his true identity he let his mask drop and showed me who exactly he was.

The devil.