Bad Boy With Love (Zarry)

Chapter 71

Riley (POV)

Looking down at the beautiful man underneath me while he cried for help, he thinks his attacks hurt but they really don't. I've been through worse than just a few punches here and there but right now all i'm focusing on is his ripped hole and the whimpers coming out of his pouty swollen looking lips.

I watched as he brought his hands up again trying to push me off but he looked so weak and felt so cold for some reason, what the fuck.. my rooms not even even cold, more like hot in a way. I could feel that i was soon gonna release and let me say that i haven't felt so damn good in so fucking long. 

''Fuck you feel so good around my c**k baby.''

I moaned out while thrusting even harder and a bit sloppier since i started getting  cramps in my calves. I threw my head back while letting my hot liquids spill into his throbbing hole, fuck fuck fuck i'm gonna pass out from so much sweat and hot air, wait a second it was just cold a few minutes ago and now its all hot.

I looked down seeing that harry had his face covered with both his bloody knuckled hands, and crying into them like he didn't like what i just gave him.

''Whats wrong baby, you didn't like my c**k or what?''

I chuckled while pulling out and watching the white cum drip down from his arsehole and onto my carpet.

I bit my lip waiting for him to say something that would get him slapped or maybe make a move to have me tackle him to the floor with so much force, but nothing came he just laid there crying while i watched his lip start to bleed from biting to hard.

''Yo-you'll fu-fucking pa-pay.''

Was all he said before i started laughing since he was to weak to even look me in the eyes and say it.

I looked down seeing that my once hard c**k was soft from the release but right now i think i should wash up before even dealing with his mess.

Harry (POV)

I waited as the prick left the room before i actually sat up and winced at the pain that was shooting through my sweaty body, he wasn't good at all nor was he even big like zayn was but still that shit hurt like a bitch.

I bit my lip tasting the blood that was ripped through my skin, i grabbed the edge of the bed and helped myself up only to have my legs giving out but not as soon as i pulled all my strength together and stood straight up.

''I'm gonna fucking kill you, you fucking prick.''

I could hear the door creak open as i looked up seeing the bitch that thought it was funny seeing me in pain and all alone on the floor crying my eyes out.

I didn't even give him time to talk as i charged at him with the butterfly knife he had on his dresser, stabbing him anywhere i can was music to my ears as he screamed for someone to help him. 

''HELP!''

He screamed while i jammed the knife in his mouth watching him cough blood up like nothing, he was choking on his own spit that was mixed with the red liquids, yeah this motherfucker likes watching white while i love watching the red.

''You like that huh bitch? You like watching someone in pain? Well guess what, you're not the only one.''

I said in between stabs within his face,chest, arms, and neck. I closed my eyes while feeling his blood hit me in the face from so much punctures, my arms started to become tired as my fingers began to get numb from the grip on the knife with both hands.

I reopened my eyes seeing that he was leaning against the wall barely breathing with the towel that was wrapped around his waist was slowly falling, i don't even want to see the rest of whats down there right now.