Bleeding Love

Chapter 14

Sophia

I entered the room and saw Don in the balcony, he was smoking and has the ever present Bourbon in his hand. He has already changed into his sweat pants. I can see his clothes thrown on the floor as usual. He turned to me as I picked up his jeans and drop them in the laundry basket, kept his shoes in the closet and took his shirt to the bathroom to get changed for bed.

"Stop" he said while stepping inside and I halted before going inside the bathroom. "Refill my drink" he ordered me, I nodded and took his glass. I refilled his drink and brought it to him at the bed where he was sitting. I sat on the floor in front of him handing him the glass, I asked "A-are y-you ok?" I was scared myself but I guess I had to ask. "No, I am angry" he said gulping the whole drink in one go and the harshness in his voice telling how honest he is right now. He got up with all his fury and continued "I shouldn't have hit him, now he is upset and I don't like my brother upset. I should have controlled my temper, I shouldn't have lashed out on him but I am so angry, I cannot control this rage" he threw the glass on the floor breaking it into pieces just like he threw one in the living room. I reached up to him, try to soothe him yes, only if you yourself could stop trembling around him, you could help him, my inner voice comment. Obviously, I am scared, this is the anger that get people killed, I reached his shoulder with shaking hands "H-H-He is your brother, he will understand, m-maybe you could talk to him in the morning when you are c-co-cooled down a bit." I tried to say with as much courage I can muster. "Ca-Can I-I do something to help you c-co-control right now?  wow, are you an idiot? my consciousness was scolding me at my stupidity of entering the fire myself. "You won't be able to take it?" his words were filled with malice and his tone is filled with anger. "M-may be I can?" have you lost your senses completely.  I know my inner voice is correct but he is so disturbed, he need to calm down. "Do you want to?" he asked me say no say no say no my conscious was begging me "Yes " I said looking him in the eye, dammit. 

"Ahhh!!!" He pulled my hair so tightly that I let out a scream then he came closer to my ears whispering  "You made a mistake Doll, and now I'm going to fuck you and when you've had more than you can take, I'm going to do it all over again, and I won't let up, no matter how much you beg me to." He kissed me harshly and I whimpered as he draw blood out of my lower lip. "Now get out of these clothes and lay on the bed with your legs spread for me" I shivered at his demand. I couldn't move. I can't do this. "Too late to have second thoughts, Doll" he said spinning me around and he fisted my hair and pulled my closer to him and said while biting my neck "I am going to take you whether you want it or not but don't worry Doll, I will make sure you will like it" spinning me again he tore down my shirt and bit my on my collar bone. 

He threw me over his shoulder and dropped me on the bed where I landed with a jolt. Before I can get myself straight he tied my hands with his shirt, I was going to change into, to the head board. Before I can process we were naked and he was pining me down spreading my legs even wider with his thighs and was biting on my nipples. It was hurting but still I arched myself to him, there is something in him, that he make me crave more even for the pain he gives me

He looked up at me and for a moment I looked into his eyes looking for something remotely related to care or mercy but I couldn't see any hint of compassion, there was only angry lust. Just like he said he is very angry and he plunged into me so hard that I screamed and tears welled up my eyes. "That's right, cry Doll, I want your tears" he said his voice lacing with rage and contempt.

He continued to bury himself deeper and deeper inside me while staring into my eyes and I knew he wanted me to feel his possession and I did. I felt him everywhere. When he began a slow, steady thrust into my body it sent my senses shooting off into another dimension. Pain began to fade and pleasure took over.