Hurts so good

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE|| AMARIS

Blood. Fuck, there's blood.

"W-Wait, Milo."

"Why? I'm making you feel good. Don't you want to feel good, baby?"

Yes yes, it feels soo fucking good but he's bleeding. Something is wrong. Why isn't he listening to me? He's too worked up. I need him to calm down first. Fuck, I really shouldn't have teased him for an hour. He denied me his dick so I wanted to get back at him but now I see the errors of my ways.

Since I've taken off the handcuffs, he's given me... eight. No, maybe nine orgasms? 

He suddenly flips me over while he's still thrusting and I scream. I know this position. He wants better access to my g-spot. I need to get away from him. Maybe he'll calm down when he's no longer inside me. Plus, I need a fucking break. What is it with them and fucking me into oblivion? Do they all get together and have secret meetings about how best to torture me?

He thrusts so deeply that I swear I can feel him pushing out my stomach. "Fuck. Wait, wait." I try to crawl away but he grabs my wrists and pins them behind my back. "Don't run from me, my love"

He groans, fucking me harder. "Fuck. Right here. Whenever I hit this spot, you squeeze me so fucking tight." he says, sneaking his other hand around and pressing my stomach.

"Milo wai-" I groan into the pillow. "Ah! Mmmm. Need."

He leans down and whispers in my ear. "What do you need? Huh? I'll give you anything you want."

"Need... a break."

"No." No? He just said he'll give me anything I want!!

He kisses my cheek and then turns my face to the side, licking my lips. He's trying to force his way in but I can't move. I feel like a bundle of stimulated nerves. There's something I have to do but all I can feel is him pressing the spot that makes me feel good.

"Let me in baby." He says on my lips.

Fuck I'm gonna come again. I can't stop. I- my head is dizzy. I need him to slow down.

He gives up on my lips and places small kisses all over. "You're crying." Kiss. "Why?" Kiss. "Why are you crying?" Kiss kiss kiss. "You feel so good. I don't want to stop. I want to fuck you forever."

All I can do is gasp and moan.

Thrust. Moan. Thrust. Moan. Thrust. Moan.

"You have no fucking idea, No fucking clue... how good you feel." and then I'm coming again. He whimpers. Fucking whimpers!!! Fuck, it's so cute that I have another mini orgasm.

He's breathing harshly now. Hyperventilating. He buries his face in the pillow next to me and moans. He turns his face to look me in my watery eyes, still pinning my hands down and thrusting. "Amaris." he says and I see a little fear in his eyes. "It.... It won't stop. Fuck, it won't stop.."

I try my best to catch my breath. "Shhh. It's okay, baby. I'm right here." I say, feeling him pulse inside of me. This time, there's no cum. Is he having a dry orgasm? It's probably because he's been coming non-stop. He's probably overstimulated.

God, I hope this brings him to his senses. He thrusts through his orgasm and puts his forehead to mine. The sounds... I want to swallow them. I finally manage to bring my lips to him and he opens up for me immediately, moaning into me. Such a good boy.

I'm brought back to my senses again when I taste blood. I blink the water out of my eyes. "Milo, baby." I whisper and when he opens his eyes, they look a little clearer. Not as hazy with lust.

"Hey, bubba." I say softly. "Can you pull out?"

He shakes his head. "I want to stay inside of you," he says, darting his tongue out to like my lips. Right, okay. Needy milo, I can handle this side of him.

"Okay." I nod. "You can stay inside but flip me so that I'm facing you." He lifts up behind me a little and flips my right leg over so that I'm on my back again. Immediately after, he collapses on top of me and hugs me to him. He's not putting his entire weight on me but he's still heavy.

I grunt and laugh a little because he's being kind of adorable but as much as I love post sex cuddling, I need to make sure he's okay. "Let me see your face, Bubba." I say, massaging the back of his neck.

He lifts his head to look down at me and licks his lips. I can feel him getting hard again but he doesn't move, thank God. I swipe the blood from under his nose. "You overexerted yourself. You're probably dehydrated from coming so much, too."

He kisses my nose. "I'm fine. I'm sorry I got a little carried away. Are you okay? Are you sore?"

"I'm fine." I say, swiping his hair out of his face. "I'm worried about you..."

A phone rings and he looks off to the side, checking whose it is. "It's not yours." he says, turning back and checking the bite marks he left on my skin.

It stops ringing and starts again. He sighs and tells me to ignore it, kissing my marks. "Are you sure you're okay, my love? I left a lot of marks."

I kiss the top of his head when he kisses the hickey on my neck. "I'm fine. I'm sure it's not that bad. You made me feel really good."

This time, it's my phone that rings and he curses but gets up, pulling out of me slowly and pushing my legs together. "Keep it in," He says before he walks over to the desk and I watch his naked back. God, he's so sexy. I want to trace the muscles of his back... with my tongue.

"What the fuck do you want?" He says into the phone. Okay so it's either Cas or Aiden. Sam and Jerome wouldn't call me right now and he wouldn't talk that way to my aunt. I sit up as much as I can, keeping my legs together.

He pauses. "Fuck."

"Bubba?"

He looks over to me and nods. "Yeah, okay. We'll be there in a few hours," he says into the phone and hangs up.

"What's wrong?" I ask as he walks over to me, picking me up off of the bed and taking me to the bathroom.

"The japanese. They came for your dad. He's gone," he says, setting me down to stand in the shower.

He waits until the water is the right temperature before putting the spray over my head, smoothing my hair back as the water pours over me. "How did they find him? Only the four of us and my aunt knew the location."

He sighs and grabs the soap. " Aiden thinks we have a mole."