" 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚎"
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ALLYN POV:
Fear.
That's the only thing I can feel as the cold gun is pressing hard against my head, my breathing quick and short with thousands of thoughts running through my mind. Real fear.
His warm breath was spilling on my neck, his hand wrapped around my mouth from behind. He was holding my life in his dirty hands, choosing my fate. And something was telling me that luck is not on my side tonight.
Hidden here in the darkness of the garden, alone with him, I can feel my life slowly slipping away.
He easily pulled me to the nearby tree, pressing my body against it and pinning me with his massive body. We breathed the same air, too close to each other. His hand was still covering my mouth and the other was pressing the gun to my cheek then drifting it down to my neck. His dark eyes focused on me.
Dark, deadly, blank eyes hidden behind a black mask, covering half of his face, but still enough to burn me with his gaze. He just saw the fear written in my eyes, his lips curled into a tin grin. Scars were sticking out from under the mask close to his mouth, almost healed, but enough to remind me of my father's cruelty.
"Now I will remove my hand from your mouth and you will be good enough to stay quiet if you want to live, understand?" his voice was deep, cold and menacing spilling over my warm skin. I just nodded, my body completely blown away.
''Put your hands behind your back and you better keep them there'' I did as he said followed by his eyes and when he was satisfied, he slowly removed his hand from my mouth, allowing me to take a deep breath. His body was still pressed against mine, hiding me from everything around us. Not that there was someone here, I was completely alone with the devil.
It was dark and we were hidden enough behind this tree for someone to notice her anyway. I was left at his mercy.
His gaze traveled down my face, stopping on my lips, and a big grin on his lips, pressing the gun tighter to my neck, making me hold my breath. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my breathing quickened. I was going to die by the hand of the man who knew me better than anyone else. Fuck.
''You're breathtaking tonight, Allyn'' he muttered, running his tongue over his lower lip, staring at my lips. The mask makes him look even darker and scarier. The gun slowly traveled down to my almost exposed breast, pressing the cold metal there. My eyes watered from fear, shaking all over in his arms. He loved seeing me so vulnerable, scared, and exposed at his mercy.
"Why are you here, Maddox?" I whispered in a shaky voice, keeping my eyes on him. I didn't dare to move, any movement could cost me my life, but still, I tried my best to show him I'm not afraid. I was afraid as fuck.
"I came to personally congratulate you for your engagement" he muttered, looking up at me and tilting his head to the side. I can figure out his expression hidden behind the mast but I can tell he wasn't sincere. The mask can't hide the rage in his voice and that made my body shiver."Isn't that what friends do?"
"We're not friends" I fired back, eyes focused on the gun pressing down on me.
"Don't do that Allyn, you'll hurt my feelings" he replied with a sneer, his free hand stroking my cheek. Cold, distant, rough.
Nothing like Theo Stone. His touch was genuine, gentle, and soft against my skin.
Maddox King was touching me roughly as if he was here to ruin me. His fingers made my skin hurt under his fingers, but despite this, my body was burning, enjoying being touched by the monster in front of me. What the hell is wrong with me?
"But I think you already did that" he hissed through his teeth, clenching his jaw "Allowing this pathetic excuse of a man to touch you, kiss you. That's not nice, princess''He spat out the words in disgust, his hand playing with my lower lip as the other stopped the pulse on my neck with the gun pressing there again.
"Just do it" I whispered, my head resting back against the tree. I can feel a single tear rolling down my cheek which Maddox wiped away with one rough touch.
"Do what?"
"Kill Me"
"No" he mumbled getting close enough our lips were almost touching, staring into my soul with his pitch-black eyes "Not yet"
I swallowed loudly, my tears falling one after another, and he impudently wiped them with his thumb, as if he's not the cause of them.
"I'm here to take everything from you, princess" he mumbled looking down at my lips as he put two fingers into my mouth, gagging me with them "Everything I want and I'll make you watch while I fucking do it"
I was trembling in his arms, and he seemed calmer than ever. His voice was serious, showing no mercy as his fingers were gagging me and I can see lust fire in his eyes behind the mask. I hate him.
And mostly I hate that I like having him close. I want him close, I want more. My body was fucking betraying me with a fucking gun pressed against me. And I still want him. He ruined me.
"My father will have your head for this" I said in a trembling voice as soon as his fingers were out of my mouth. I could still taste them on my tongue, I could still feel them choking my throat and I can still feel myself pressing my legs together to stop the throbbing pain he caused there.
Maddox only curled his lips into a dark grin, a grin that promised more than I'm afraid to admit. There was no fear in his eyes, I could only see how much he enjoyed having me pressed and helpless against this tree.
"Don't say words you know can't stick to, princess" he said, one of his hands wrapped in my hair, tugging at it, making me hiss slightly in pain as I raise my head enough to meet his eyes and our lips almost touched. Almost. "I'm sick of empty promises coming out of that little lying mouth of yours"
In a split second, my body was roughly turned around with my breasts pressed into the tree. One of Maddox's hands pressed my head against the tree with force and the other held the gun close to my waist, forcing the cold metal into me, reminding me of the advantage he has at the moment.
I was breathing heavily, my chest was pressed harder against the tree with each breath. His body was against mine, his free hand slowly wrapped around my throat, cutting my air. I can't see him but I know his eyes are down to our bodies pressed together. I can feel his hard dick against my ass. Holy Shit.
I can scream, I can push him away because he was vulnerable enough right now, his attention on my body. I can fucking scream and the guard would come in a minute. I will probably die by his hand but he will die too. All I needed to do was scream.
But I don't want to. That's the pathetic truth. I don't want to do it so I never did.
My body wanted more of him, wanted more of his touch, despite the threat of the gun, even though I know he hates me and can end my life any minute. It excited me in some twisted sick way, I liked it, and that's enough proof of how fucking crazy I am for Maddox King.
His touch burned my skin first on my shoulder, slowly torturing me down my body with his fingers. As soon as he reached my dress he lifted it, exposing my thigh enough for him to continue exploring my skin.
I couldn't see him, but I could feel his breathing on my neck and how rapid and deep it was. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to resist him and his tempting touch but it was too much for me. My body burned for him and I can feel myself pressing back against him as he slipped his hand under my dress, cupping my pussy through my panties. I let out a slight moan, giving up to his rough touch on my burning pussy that screamed his name to explore more.
"You belong to someone else but your body is still a slut for me'' he growled against my neck two of his fingers moved my panties aside enough to touch me bare making me feel everything at once as I pressed helplessly against his touch.
I wanted more, as much as my brain wanted to push him away and tell him to stop, my heart and body both wanted him badly. He's right, my body still wanted him more than I've ever wanted someone in my fucking life.
"Does your future husband know how ruined you are, hmm princess?" his voice dangerously low, his middle finger slowly entering me stretching my walls. I moaned, my pussy greedy for more "Does he know who you belonged to before him?" He added a second finger, filling the gap as he started moving them in and out of me slowly, painfully. I want more.
"I belonged to Angelo King and he knows it'' I moaned, and after my words a third finger entered me roughly, moving them in and out of me at a rough pace, pressing the gun harder against my body with his other hand. Fear and excitement flooded my body in a combination that drove me crazy.
"You belonged to me, never my brother" his thumb played with my clit, making my legs go soft and stopping just when I needed more, making me cry into his arms in sweet agony "You're corrupted by me. I've touched, licked, kissed every part of your body'' his voice was dangerously close to my neck, deep and cold as he fingered me pressing me against the tree ''I fucking owned you, princess"
My pussy clenched around his fingers, rocking against him trying to get everything he can offer me. I felt his cold low laughter spilling on my skin.
"You fucked your fiancée yet, princess?"
He knows the answer to this question down to his bones. He knows it but he just wants to hear it coming from my mouth, to degrade me even more as his fingers tortured my pussy bringing me to the edge and stopping just when I'm about to explode. He's doing it on purpose, as a punishment. He wanted to see me falling apart in his arms again and again, crying and begging in agony.
''No''
He just chuckled at the answer he already knew. He was still pleased to see me cracking because of him. He pulled his fingers away from me and I cried, already feeling their absence
''Lift your dress for me'' It sounded like a cold command to which I instinctively obeyed without even thinking twice. I was hypnotized by him.
With trembling hands I lifted my dress, revealing my ass covered in only my red panties. Exposed for him. The cold air collided with my skin, but Maddox covered my almost naked body with his fast enough to stop me from shivering.
"You're going to take me against this tree?''
''Yes'' he answered without hesitation, his cold fingers moved my panties to the side. I was so fucking wet for him, he could easily enter me without a problem. That's the effect this man has on me.
"If you're going to take me against my will at least have the guts to look me in the eye while doing it" My voice was shaky but hoarse as I heard him unzip his pants and I held my breath as soon as I felt his cock near my entrance, spreading my wetness everywhere to prove a point.
I know I'm lying. He knows it too. I should hate him but I can't.
"Against your will?" he almost laughed at that statement as he continued to play with me, spreading my wetness everywhere with his cock. He pressed against my ass and I held my breath at the forbidden sensation "You're soaking my cock, princess. I can easily slip into your ass only using your wetness"
Shit, he's right.
"You obeyed my words, giving me permission to touch you as I please. You lifted your dress for me, although you had the choice not to do it. I'm not covering your mouth, but yet you never screamed out for help" he mumbled again into my ear, his cock pressing against my entrance and I bit my lip trying to stop yet another moan
"You want me to take you against this tree princess, that shit excites you. " he caressed my skin with the gun stopping on my throat and pressing it there. He laughed coldly against my ear. "You want me to fuck you here with thousands of people only meters away from us, wondering where their sweet innocent princess is.''
I had even forgotten about the gun pressing into me, I could only feel his cock rubbing against my entrance and his cold hand holding my waist. Without wanting to, I pushed myself back to prove his point.
His breath brushed against my ear, making me shiver as his hand gripped my waist, leaving his marks there, his cock pressing into me. "And to answer your other question princess" his voice sounded almost disgusted with me as he forced his way into me stretching my pussy around his cock and I had to bite my bottom lip to stop the sounds from coming out of my mouth "You lost the right to look me in the eyes while I fuck you"
There was nothing sweet in his touch, in his movements, in him. He was thrusting into me, sliding into my body while the menacing gun was still pressed against my skin, and I was liking it more than I was willing to admit.
His cock filled me, raising me to new heights with each rough thrust, and when he felt me close, squeezing him, he almost froze inside me, torturing me until the sensation died down, bringing me to the edge again and again, only to stop when I'm about to explode. This was his way of punishing me, using me as a toy for his own pleasure. Humiliating me, fucking me against this tree while my fiancé is inside waiting for me.
''Your body is so fucking responsive. Your pussy is gripping my cock so good'' his voice was almost hoarse as he thrust into me, making me press harder against the wood with each thrust. ''You're such a good slut, Allyn''
''I'm not a slut'' my voice came out like a cry as I took each thrust, begging for more with my moans and he froze fully inside me to prove a point. He was everywhere, I was so full, it was soo fucking good.
''You are'' he growled, his hand meeting my ass in a hard smack enough to leave a red mark ''You're bent over this tree getting fucked by a man who was a gun pressed to you and you're still milking my cock, princess''
I bit my lip, swallowing the bitter truth. With each move, he hit deep, so deep that I felt close. So fucking close.
"Maddox, please"
His hand covered my mouth, muting me as his movements became more frantic, his own control slipping away as he pushed inside me deeper and deeper, stretching me fully, using me as he pleases.
"Shut the fuck up" his voice was low and demanding, fucking me harder to shut me out, but I only cried more against his hand "You'll beg but not now. And when you do it, you will be on your knees and it will be painful.'' His words were like a promise, scary and deadly, as was the way he was pounding into me.
'"I can feel your pussy tightening around my cock, you want to come" he murmured and I barely nodded at the grip of his hand around my mouth "That's not going to happen. You're exposed for my use and nothing more. You deserve fucking nothing''
With each word, his voice grew colder, deeper, rougher, as did his thrusts. I could feel the wood cutting into the exposed part of my chest. I could almost feel blood.
And just then I felt him harden inside of me, letting out a loud groan, his warm cum spilling into me, filling me up. I felt a few drops fall from me as he continued to slowly fuck me, driving his warm liquid deep into me with each delicious thrust to mark me.
When his breathing calmed down, he pulled out of me and I instantly felt empty. Not only for his cock, but also for his body.
I can no longer feel his body pressing me against the tree, I can no longer feel a gun threatening me, I can no longer feel the closeness I needed.
I could hear his rapid breathing as he's fixing himself. I can hear the zipper of his pants but I was still pressing myself against the tree with my ass exposed to him and his cum pouring out of me.
"Cover yourself'' he ordered in a deep cold voice and I did just that.
I fought so hard to find my strength and turn around to look at him, standing face to face with his expressionless eyes hidden behind the mask, already staring at me.
I was furious, I was angry and unsatisfied. He did it on purpose.
But before I could say anything, I heard a gunshot coming from inside the mansion and people screaming for their lives.
My heart stopped for a moment and Maddox's dark grin grew even bigger as he stared at me.
"Run, baby" He held my gaze with an amused grin playing on his masked face "Run cause I'm coming for everything you love in your fucking life"