No Other Choice

Chapter Four

Warning! This is the mature chapter! Don't read if you don't like details!

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He came towards me with a hard expression and leaped on the bed. I shrank back in fear and his eyes bore into mine. I whimpered when he got real close, trailing open mouthed kisses up my neck, finally getting to my lips. He took my hands and yanked them so far above my head that it hurt. I looked into his eyes as he looked at my lips. I tried to breathe but the way my arms were positioned made it hard to breathe. He kissed me and went down my neck growling in frustration when my phone rang. I tried to free my hands to get it but he held firm. He dug his hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone. Taking it in his hand, he crushed it. I gasped and his head whipped back to my neck. When he got to the collar of my shirt, he let out another growl. trailing a finger down my chest he ripped the shirt in half.

I gasped and tried to cover myself. But his grasp was too strong. He transferred my two hands in one of his and ran the other hand down my side. He shifted, putting both knees next to my thighs, his one hand holding my waist and the other my hands. I squirmed. "Stop" I shouted, not realizing my mistake until after it came out. He froze and looked into my eyes.

"You will obey me." I looked into his eyes, terrified to the bone. His hand cupped my breast and he squeezed. I gasped, closing my eyes. He moved his fingers in a massaging motion and continued until I had to bite my lip to keep the sounds from coming out. He smiled, but it wasn't kind, it was cruel. He pressed his lips to my ear and whispered, "Let it out, Zae, let it all out." His melodic voice prodded me to consent, but I wouldn't. He continued until he realized he wasn't getting a peep. He growled and used both hands, making me gasp and groan.

He trailed kisses down my stomach and ripped of my jeans. I immediately grabbed that covers and covered myself. I knew it was dark, but I couldn't help but feel insecure about my body. What if he doesn't like my body? He growled, ripped off the blankets and mumbled against my skin, "I love your body." I smiled and arched my back when he got to my navel. He replied by nipping the sensitive skin right above the lacy line of my underwear. He pushed up my knees and kissed them both before trailing them down my inner thigh. When he ripped off the underwear too, I knew he'd gone too far. I slapped my legs closed and refused to open them. He looked me in the eye, and raised a brow. This wasn't Elias. I wouldn't do this with him now.
He was upset. Outraged. He grasped my knees firmly and spread them both apart so wide, they each touched the bedspread. After that, I blacked out.