Yours for the YEAR

CHAPTER 4

Rae's POV

He is kissing me savagely and I try to keep up with his mouth. His tongue enters mine and I taste expensive scotch along with a cigar. My hands wrap around his neck forgetting all about his personal space but then so has he.

Our tongues fuck each other and I cling to everything that he is giving me. The pain between my legs has subsided. He didn't just kiss me, he consumed me...he owned me with his lips. I failed to keep up with his hunger, but it also quenched my thirst.

"Allister" I moaned his name against his lips. He tears himself away from my mouth and looks down at me like I've been sent here to confuse him.

Then he is gripping his cock once more. The pain now returns and I try to move away but fail when his entire body is easily caging mine.

"Don't run away or else...I will fuck you harder" his words finish and then he starts entering me once more but this time slowly.

His dick stretches me gloriously, inch by inch until I am completely full.

"Let me in" he growls and I see that only half of his length is in me.

His fingers reach for my face and then he licks my tears. I open my legs to accommodate his girth. Then slowly he pulls out until only his tip remains in my pussy and then he pushes into me again. He does this repeatedly until I am a moaning mess with my legs tightly wrapped around him. I have forgotten all about the pain as pleasure takes over me.

I can see the struggle in him to control himself. His fingers reach down and then he is rubbing my clit in such a way that within minutes I am cuming once again for the second time tonight. After the orgasm, my pussy opens more for him and he increases his pace.

"So perfect" he groans into the crook of my neck. Then I say something that I wouldn't imagine myself saying...

"Harder" I plead. Something in me is telling to get ravaged by this and God knows he is willing to give me anything.

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Allistar's POV

Control is something that always comes naturally to me. Even anger comes slowly in me, never have I ever had a surge of sudden emotions in all my life.

But when she says that one word in a siren voice that is given by gods to bring man to their death everything in me snaps. I rip open and raw emotions pour out. Then I fuck her like she asking for it.

I sit up on my heels and fuck her dirty until her head is thrown back, she is screaming my name, and a halo of black hair surrounds her. My name never sounded so beautiful. I want to close my eyes and relish in the feeling of her warm tight cunt dripping down with blood that makes me go insane but how can I when the sight of her being fucked by me is so fucking beautiful.

I never liked this position of sex, I prefer not to be face to face but with this woman, I fucking love it. Her red face makes me forget all about my fucking space and how the touch of others makes my skin crawl. Her fingers have been digging so long into my forearms that blood is gushing out. I want more.

"Gorgeous" I whisper but she doesn't hear it over the sound of our mixed moans and skin slapping against skin.

When her pussy clenches around me once more, my stomach tightens in return. I drop my head into her neck, inhaling that sweet, oh-so-sweet smell. I bite her neck to leave a reminder of tonight on her. Her fingers push on my shoulder when she screams in pain but I bite her harder.

I have some sickness in me. That has to be the reason why I find pleasure in her pain and she has the sickness as well because when I bite her hard enough to draw a little blood she fucking comes all over my dick. This time I follow her and fill her up with my cum. I cum until it flows out of her but I still don't stop not even when she passes out underneath me. I pull out of her and shoot some of my cum over her body. Then I push my two fingers inside her to make sure that my cum remains there. Having a part of me in her satisfies me for some reason.

I sit there with my hard dick, looking at her as I wipe her body with a warm towel. It is all covered in her virginal blood. I clench it into my hand when something starts to flow from my heart to everywhere. Something warm and foreign.

"Fuck it" I curse and get up. I cover her with sheets and with one more look at her I wear my pants and walk out of that room but not without her blood-soaked towel.

...

I have been pacing back and forth, finished half a bottle of scotch, broken down many vases, and painted. All because I have this compulsion to go back to her and stay in her bed for as many days as I possibly can. But the thing is I don't have a place of anything permanent in my life. Especially when Sage is the responsibility I took very long ago.

A headache builds in me when I think of Sage.

My life was just fucking perfect, work and my family is the only thing that ever took any of my time. The only woman I had ever been with was Sage. My mind was like a calm ocean. But then Rae Fields came crushing like a Tsunami, destroying everything in my head.

My phone starts ringing for the millionth time and I know it is Sage, she must be having one of her fits. I ignore it and start getting ready for the day.

After a very, very cold shower, I stand in front of the mirror in my towel looking at all the beautiful marks she left on my body. I am mesmerized by the way they look, like a painting. I never thought of getting any tattoos but right now I want to tattoo her marks on my skin. My phone starts ringing again, breaking me out of my thoughts. I expect to see Sage's name but it is my mom that is calling.

"Hello" I say as soon as I pick up and put it on loudspeaker as I change for the day.

"I know you are very busy, but we have a family dinner tonight" she says.

"No-" she cuts me off.

"I want to meet my daughter-in-law" she snaps, "you never had a wedding the least you can do is introduce your wife to the family" she says angrily.

"She is my wife only for one year" I remind her or maybe more to myself. She is only temporary; I have no place for permanent in my life.

"Whatever. I don't care. You are coming and that's final" she hangs up.

I release and breath and walk out of the room after getting dressed. I stop for a second in the corridor, looking at her room at the very end. My index finger starts to twist with the urge to storm in there and take her again. My dick is sure ready for it, the bastard has not gone down even for a second since I ripped that poor girl's hymen. My only regret in life right now is taking her like a savage for the first time. I couldn't control myself. Couldn't believe that a siren-like has been left untouched.

"Sir" someone greets me.

I grunt and walk away from here. I decide today I can do the dirty work that will soak my hands with blood and maybe just maybe forget about hers.

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