Devilish (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

TW: DUB/NON-CON AND HEAVY DEGRADATION.
Please skip if you are sensitive to this xx.

Rose felt her heart sink, he stared deeply into her eyes.
"Come with me" he said, turning around and grabbing her hand and pulling her into another room.
As she walked, she looked back at Jungkook, who had an evil grin painted on his face.

The room was dimly lit. Candles meticulously placed around the room.
The room was mostly red, red curtains, red paintings and red sheets that were perfectly tucked into the humongous bed that was placed in the centre of the room.
Rose felt the blood drain from her face.
"Taehyung please I-"
"Sssshh, enough speaking" he spoke, placing his finger among her soft, plump lips.
"You're gonna give in, trust me." He laughed as he took his hand from her face to her neck and wrapped his long fingers around her throat.
He pushed her against the closed door, she felt the panic rush to her brain
But for some odd reason, she felt a sense of trust within her.
He took a small moment to stare into her eyes, she stared back, looking up at him.
That's when he kissed her, roughly and heated.
"Kiss me back, bitch!" Taehyung squeezed his hand around her throat, Rose wince at his order and did what he wanted.
He definitely knew what to do, locking his lips perfectly with hers.
He pulled his face away from her lips and his hand away from her neck. He grabbed her hand and yanked her toward the bed, pushing her into the end of it.
She tried to fight him, kicking and flailing her arms.
"Taehyung I don't want this!" She cried.
"You will, little one" he whispered, wrapping his hands around her wrists and pushing them above her head and placing one knee in-between her thighs, still standing on one leg, leaning over her.
He placed his hot lips on her neck, sucking and biting her soft skin.
This is when Rose started to feel sharp, shots of pleasure speeding through her body, something she's never felt before.
"I know you can feel it" Taehyung grinned into her neck.
"By the end, you're going to beg me for more"
He took his hands from her wrists, she didn't move her arms... because she was curious.
"I'm going to take this off now" he says pointing at Roses white singlet. She no longer felt the need to protest, she didn't know why.
He pulled the top up her stomach and over head.
He attacked her bra covered chest, kissing and biting, making marks.
"Bra off, now" he demanded. Rose hesitated, but decided not to fight, unclasping her bra and shyly slipping it off her arms.
Taehyung roughly pushed her back down and continued to suck and nip at her chest.
"Mine" he growled as he locked his lips around her hard nipples.
Rose softly moaned as he roughly sucked at her hard nipples, going from one to the other.
Taehyung slid his hand up her thigh and yanked at her sweats to pull them down.
Rose tried to stop him which resulted in a harsh bite to her nipple.
"Obey" is all he said, as he pulled the sweat pants down the rest of her legs.
Taehyung sat up from rose, sitting above her, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his black pants. He pulled his hard cock out, giving a few hard jerks.
"Trust me, you're going to enjoy this"
"Please Taehyung don't, I'm begging you"
"I know you are"
He slid her underwear to the side and thrusted into her without warning. Grabbing her throat once again.
He heard the small whimpers coming from rose, which only made him thrust harder.
"Give in Rose"
Rose felt her body explode with pleasure, so overwhelmingly intense.
Taehyung quickened his pace, growling in her ear.
"You're so tight. I love it"
Rose couldn't help but clench around him, as he hit all the right spots.
"I feel you rose, I know you love this, whore" he groaned, tightening his grip around her throat.
Rose continued to whimper, trying to keep all the noises within her.
"Stop holding back darling, come on little one let it out" he growled, taking his hand from her throat and sliding it down her legs, to her clit. He pressed onto her sensitive nub and started to rub circles, while thrusting into her at an almost unbearable rate.
She couldn't hold it in another longer, she let out a loud moan, holding onto his shoulder.
"That's it baby girl, feel it"
She continued to moan, as he moved his fingers faster.
"I can feel you clenching, I know your close. Not yet hold it."
He started to pound into her so roughly that her vision started to blur.
The feeling was so overwhelming and intense that she felt tears falling down her cheek.
She no longer had any sense of volume and couldn't control her moans.
"Taehyung please I can't! Please"
"Please what?"
"Please let me cum"
Taehyung rubbed faster, thrusted harder and groaned louder.
"Now, whore. Do it now"
Rose felt herself scream as she released, the pressure of her own orgasm prevented all of her senses form working, all she felt was her own pleasure.
"That's it little one, ride it out. It feels good doesn't it?"

Rose said nothing after the ordeal, she quietly slid her clothes back on as Taehyung cleaned himself up.
He walked back into the room buttoning up his shirt.
"Oh, you can leave" he simply said
"What?"
"I said you can leave, I'll show you to the door"
"You're letting me leave?" She questioned, as he walked her to the door.
"I just said that"
"I don't know my way back home"
"You'll find your way" he said as he pushed her out of the door and closed it in front of her.

Rose walked the streets in the early hours of the morning, the sky was still dark and the streets were mostly empty. Except the few cars that drove by, their lights made her tears glisten.

After walking for what felt like hours, rose finally arrived at her neighbourhood.
She walked up her driveway and quietly opened the back door.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Her mother yelled, running down the stairs.
"Out" Rose replied.
"Out? Out where?"
"Mum just leave me alone, I'm home and I'm fine" Rose yelled back, walking up the stairs,, into her room.

The lamp was still on from when she left it, when she was taken.
She walked to her mirror and wiped the tears away from her eyes.
She checked her neck to see all the marks he had left.
That's when she lifted her shirt to see the marks he left there too.
She collapsed to her knees, he had covered her in red and purple bruises everywhere. Her neck, her chest, her stomach.
She could still smell him on her. She was so compelled by it. She couldn't get the image of him out of her head.

"By the end you'll be begging for me"