^Ryker^
(Short chapter)
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I look back but no ones there.
I sigh and walk to my apartment, taking out my keys. I walk in a set my keys on the counter.
I place my bag down and go to the bathroom, striping.
I turn on the shower and hop in.
I run my hands over my body.
I suddenly feel a pressure in my head.
I freeze in disbelief.
This is the first step into getting my demon back. Doing bad things make your demon come back. I sigh.
I look down at my lower body. My defined abs and scars in plain sight. I lower my eyes to my dick. I realise how long it's been since I've had sexual pleasure.
I hear a door open and scrunch my brows. It's probably nothing. I turn to the wall and grab the soup. I feel a sudden breeze and turn around. I gasp.
Luca and the guy that I followed.
They grab me and I think how to get out of this.
They push me onto the bed and I crawl back.
"W-who are you?" I breathe.
"Ryker, I'm here to help you with your problem." He answers.
"I don't have a p-problem," I stutter.
This guy made me shudder in fear and I'm
Not sure why.
"Oh but I think you do, love." He whispers in my ear.
He traces his hand down my stomach and up my dick. I clench my thighs and glance at Luca.
He smirking and he grabs something out of my bed side table.
He pulls out a tracker. He passes it to Ryker and Ryker places it to my left side of my v line. I gasp as it digs into my lower stomach.
"Play time, hope you've had sex before Sweetheart. Otherwise this is gonna be rough," he smirks.
I open my eyes wide and try to crawl away.
He turns me over into doggy style and I gasp as he spits on my hole.
He slides his finger in and I gasp. He thrusts it in and out and bite my lip to keep my moans in. He adds another two fingers and I whimper.
He finally ads four fingers and curls them up.
"Ahhhhhh!" I moan, loudly.
He smirks, "you right there babe?"
"Fuck- anhhhh- off," I moan.
"I'd rather fuck you," he says, kissing my neck.
I grab his neck from behind him and grind into his fingers.
He removes his fingers and I push back into him.
"Patience babe," he tsks.
He lines his cock up and pushes his tip in and I I gasp.
"More please," I beg.
He ruffly thrusts into suddenly.
He grabs my hips and pounds into me.
"AHHHHH!" I scream.
He grabs my hair and pulls it, using his other hand to pull me back into him.
I moan loudly.
He hits my prostate with every thrust and soon I'm nearly over edge.
"Uh uh uh, not yet." He says.
His hands traces my hip and then cups my dick at the base, stopping me from cuming.
"Please Ryker!" I cry.
He thrusts brutally into me at an non-human pace.
I grab his hand, trying to pry it off but he doesn't budge. He pushes me by my lower back into the bed and pounds into me so hard and fast, abusing my prostate.
He switches positions so I have to ride him. I frantically bounce up and down. I then start to grind and he thruts up.
"Let me c-cum," I moan, gripping onto his hair.
He takes his hand off my cock and my load goes everywhere.
He doesn't stop and keeps brutally thrusting into me.
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It's been 3 hours and I'm still getting thrusted into without mercy.
I'm exhausted but Ryker isn't fazed.
I've come 23 times and my over simulation is getting unbearable.
"Ryker," Luca says, looking up from his phone.
Ryker is holding me up by a his arm that snaked around my waist. He pounds into me while having a conversation with Luca.
"AHHHHH!" I scream as I cum again.
"Shut the fuck up, I'm talking," he demands while quickening his pace.
I whimper and nod while he keeps thrusting.
He comes and pulls out. His arms leaves my waist and I collapse.
My eyes close but I keep them open wide enough to see Ryker go behind me and shove something up my ass. I moan out and start to cry from bing over simulated.
Ryker turns me over and presses the tracker into my skin. My skin swallows the tracker and I know that the only way I can get it out is by Ryker himself now.
I cry and beg him to take it out but he smirks at me and him and Luca Raid my room for the remote. I can't do anything because Ryker wore me out so much that I can't move.
"Where is it?" Luca growls.
"Fuck you," I weakly answer.
I feel something on my ass, sharp burning sensation and I wince.
"Where is it or I'll fuck you so hard you can't walk," Ryker growls.
"You already did," I snap.
They laugh and Ryker pulls out a Nemisis blade. This blade can inflict emense amount of pain on an immortal. I gasp and tell him where the remote is.
He smirks at me and waves, they leave the apartment.
"Well you could've at least given me food!" I cry out. My ass is hurting like crazy. I'm about to pass out.
And that's what happens.
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Word count: 936
Short chapter
