Black Beauty | 1 → DIVERGENT AU ✓

38 | Breaking My Heart

MATURE CONTENT
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PART TWO

HIS thrusts were slow but brutal, leaving me breathless each time. Each one sent me forwards a bit but Eric kept his hands firmly placed over the small of my back. His fingers also dug into my flesh, more pain inflicted.

"Fuck, Penelope," Eric grunted, thrusting back inside me.

The motion was slow, of course, and I felt every inch of his warm member. Apart from feeling pain, there was a wave of pleasure threatening to break through, which would only leave me vulnerable. I hated falling to that state because of Eric, but it was inevitable. He always managed breaking me down.

"Ah!" I breathed loudly, clawing at the bed. "Oh, my God!"

Eric pushed further inside me, meaning he hadn't been giving his all. His pace picked up, the same brutal pounding throwing me forwards. My walls clenched around him, screaming from pain and pleasure. That only made Eric move faster and harder.

"Eric," I moaned. "S—Stop!"

A grunt was his only response, along with another penetrating thrust. Another cry fell from my lips, accompanying a few stray tears. They rolled down my cheeks, falling on the sheets and leaving wet spots.

"Jesus Christ, baby. .you're so fucking tight."

His hips collided with my backside over and over again, the sound of our slapping skin making me groan.

"E—Eric," I moaned, pushing myself back onto my hands. "Oh, god."

Eric moved one of his hands, trailing it up my back as he continued moving in and out at a constantly pummeling pace, now. The calloused hand skimmed underneath, reaching my stomach. It ran up my body, nearing my bare chest, then he finally found what he wanted. He roughly fondled my right breast, my swelled nipple throbbing in pain.

"Come on, baby. Say my fucking name while I fuck you."

That was something that had changed. He only ever made love to me no more than a handful of times. But now it was what he called 'fucking'. The vulgar word felt wrong to say or even think, yet it was true. Eric was only doing that now, no more love-making.

I unexpectedly grasped what I could of his wrist, stopping him from assaulting my already sore chest. My action caused Eric to stop thrusting, pulling out and abandoning my breast. But he only flipped me onto my back, angrily hovering above me. He roughly pulled off my panties from around my knees then settled between my shaking legs.

"Don't," he spat harshly, pressing his body down. "Don't pull that bullshit again."

Or else what?

Eric glanced down between our touching bodies, reaching for his member. My eyes widened just by looking at it, seeing that it had seemingly grown from when he first exposed himself.

Instantaneously, Eric pushed himself back inside me. I threw my head back, fresh tears slipping through my closed eyelids. An involuntary moan, dripping with agony, escaped my lips. He was hurting me, but it was too late for him to stop. So, I just gripped his forearms tightly, bracing myself for his pummeling thrusts.

FLASHBACK

Eric kissed my lips as he moved between my legs, spreading them apart. My nether region was in clear view of his lustful eyes as he pulled away, kneeling in front of me. I couldn't help my wandering eye, catching a quick glimpse of his arousal. His size caused me to let out a choked gasp.