Chapter-88
Author's POV
He raised his knuckles to trace her cheeks but stopped when he saw her visibly flinching.
" Fuck..." he muttered, circling his hands around her waist, pulling her towards him.
She was looking at his chest, not wanting to look into his intense eyes.
He gently traced his knuckles on her cheeks, earning a soft whimper from her.
He looked down at her, his heart clenched as she was looking down, not wanting to look into his eyes.
" Look at me flower..." he said, almost demanding but Rose didn't.
He placed his hand on her fidgeting hands and she widened her eyes, looking at his bruised knuckles.
Unknowingly, she traced his bruised knuckles. He grunted in satisfaction as she did that. She slowly raised her eyes and met his green eyes.
" It's...um.. bleeding," She said, looking at his bloodied fists and then at him.
As much as hurt she was, as much as angry she was, she couldn't stop herself from saying this after seeing his bruised fists.
" Anche il mio cuore sanguina (My heart is bleeding too)" he said, his voice thick.
She didn't understand a word. She looked at him in confusion.
His eyes lingered a little longer on her lips, and the urge to kiss them increased in him. He licked his lips slowly. She unknowingly licked her lips, following his actions.
" I want to make love to you" He said, tracing his knuckles on her cheeks.
She widened her eyes at him, not knowing what to say.
He didn't wait for her to say anything, he lifted her in his arms and dropped her on the bed, gently.
He captured her lips into a soft kiss. Pulling her lips in between his teeth gently, he entered his tongue inside her and gently caressed her tongue with his.
She moaned in his mouth.
" You are irresistible" he husked, leaving trails of kisses on her face and neck.
" Stop me when you don't feel like it" he said, pushing the dress off of her.
Rose gulped looking at his eyes.
Love, lust, madness, obsession, possessiveness, rage, hurt. Everything was there.
A soft moan escaped her lips as his warm tongue covered her bosom. She didn't know when he took off her bra. Squeezing and kneading her other bosom, he gently sucked on her nipples, biting it slowly.
" Rose...I met Chase today..." He said, kissing her all the way until he reached her lower abdomen.
Her body stiffened upon hearing the news. Her eyes widened with fear.
So that's why his knuckles are bruised???? She wondered, looking at him with fearful eyes.
" No...we didn't fight" Donovan read her thoughts and cleared her confusion.
An involuntary sigh of relief escaped her lips which made him look at her with arched brows.
He spread her legs wide and pulled his boxers down, his manhood stood in all its hardened glory.
She gulped hard, looking at its monstrous form and his intense eyes.
" Do you love him...?" He asked, lining his cock on her wet entrance.
Her eyes widened. She didn't know what to say.
" i....uh...i" she was stuttering.
I don't love him....she couldn't tell it out loudly.
Her hesitation was making him angry. He gently thrust his length inside earning a soft moan and started moving his hips, slowly.
" Yes or no?" He demanded, squeezing her bosom.
No....she wanted to say.
" I...I don't know..." she blurted out.
He pulled his dick and thrust it in one go making her scream.
He didn't like her answer.
So do you love him...?
Why would you love an abuser like him?
He doesn't love you Flower.
I love you.
I was in love with you even before I knew who you were... that is Love, true love.
He doesn't deserve you.
You deserve more.
Only I can have you flower. Only me.
Donovan was moving his hips very slowly. It was frustrating. And the fact that he was asking too many questions was making her really nervous.
" I heard you were standing in front of the pine tree..." Donovan asked, squeezing her bosom, gently.
She looked at him, widening her eyes, and still nodded her head.
" Were you planning to escape?" Donovan asked, his voice soft, his eyes a mixture of calm and danger.
She bit her lips. She didn't want to lie. She knew he wouldn't stop until she told the truth.
She slowly nodded her head, clutching onto the bedsheets. He looked at her afraid face. Something in him clicked. It's the madness.
He jerked his hips, his thrusts became hard, his balls slapped against her pussy.
Her eyes rolled back, and she whimper-moaned, biting her lips.
As soon as she nodded, he decided to make it worse. He wasn't ready to let it go, just like that.
" Why..flower...why do you want to escape me?" he asked, his thrusts became slower again.
She writhed, the pleasure was too much to hold. He was dragging it purposefully and she understood it now.
It wasn't just lovemaking. It was a painful lovemaking.
Tears of pain and pleasure slid down her eyes.
When she didn't answer, he pulled his dick and entered her roughly, making her moan loudly.
She knew it was her cue to answer.
He wasn't just asking, he was demanding.
"I..am..afraid..." She stuttered, her voice shaky.
He moved his hips a little faster, Rose threw her head back, as pleasure spread inside her body like a wildfire.
But soon, his movements slowed down.
She knew he was dragging their orgasm and it made her insane. This was torture. Pure torture.
" Afraid for his life?" he snickered, pinching her nipples.
She gulped, as he hit her hard, picking up his pace.
She was afraid that he might kill Chase. It was true. It was a part of the reason. She just wanted to leave and disappear from both of them.
Donovan noticed the uneasiness in her eyes. He knew she was afraid for his life and this irked him. Gritting his teeth, he started thrusting her at a wild speed.
" Answer" he demanded, squeezing her bosom. It was a warning for her to speak.
She nodded her head, clutching the sheets tightly.
" Don...ovan" she panted as he hit her g-spot with rigorous thrusts.
It was painful yet pleasurable.
" Why didn't you escape then?" He asked, pulling his dick out. She clenched her fists as he pulled out.
" Because I know you will hurt me" She cried, letting tears flow without any confines.
He thrust hardly, entering in one go. Rose raised her hips and threw her head back.
The fact that she was enjoying this enraged her. She was ashamed of herself.
" Now...why would I do that?" he spat, and his thrusts became slow.
She was frustrated.
She was tired too.
She didn't know how long he had been doing this. It was more than hours.
" You will....you just... uh!" he didn't let her continue, she moaned, while he trusted her roughly, hitting her g-spot.
The knot tightened again. She knew he wouldn't let her cum. He was doing this purposefully.
" I will never hurt you Flower," he said, hitting her G-spot. She clenched her fists as she was one thrust away from cumming.
She knew he would slow down and he did.
" That's what everyone says. You will hurt me. You are hurting me. You just don't acknowledge it" she cried, biting her lips tight, drawing blood.
His response to her statement was back-to-back hard thrusts.
He stopped moving and rubbed her lips, freeing them from her teeth. He pecked her lips before moving his hips at a slow pace.
" I won't hurt you. But I would have dragged your loved ones to my basement" Donovan spat, squeezing her bosom. The threat and warning were clear in his voice.
She bit her lips to stop the cries trying to escape her mouth. She was really hurt.
" You made a wise choice" he stated, pulled back and thrust again. "I would have skinned them alive if you had escaped me now..." he hissed, gritting his teeth. His thrusts grew wilder. She was sobbing underneath him. " It's good that you didn't escape before I kill that bastard" he said and the weight of his words dawned upon her.
She wanted to push him off her but she had no courage to do that.
Those green eyes were scaring her. She closed her eyes, deciding to endure the torture but Donovan stopped his actions completely.
" Open your eyes and look at me," he said, his voice deep. Demanding.
She shook her head, slowly. It was angering him.
He smirked, giving a rough thrust and her eyes opened, wide, rolling back.
He grabbed her chin and made her look at him.
" Who is fucking you?" he asked, increasing his grip on her chin.
She bit her lips, and he brushed her lips, freeing them again.
He pinched her perky nipples earning another whimper from her. She opened her eyes and looked at him with teary eyes.
" You..." She whispered.
He was satisfied with her answer.
" Remember this..." He was too gone to stop his madness. He pulled his dick out and thrust inside her wet pussy, hitting her G-spot.
He couldn't control himself anymore. He started going wild on her. " This pussy belongs to me and only me" he growled lowly, circling his arms around her knees. He went hard, fucking her roughly.
She felt his dick in her stomach. She was sobbing bitterly. He threw his head back and hit her hard.
Few more thrusts, she felt the knot tightening again, god knows for how many times this night already.
" Say it flower...say you belong to me" he demanded, thrusting at a wild pace.
His dick twitched inside her warm pussy, he squeezed her bosom roughly and continued thrusting at a mad speed.
" I...I am yours Donovan..." she cried. She was worn out already. She couldn't take it anymore.
He was dragging their orgasm for hours now. She was going crazy because of the extreme pleasure. She wanted this to end soon. She knew he would not stop until she gave in to his demands.
His heart swelled in pride listening to her words. His dick hardened inside her. He was satisfied.
Squeezing her bosom, he gave that one hard thrust she was so badly waiting for.
Rose came first, her body shook violently because of the impact. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back, her eyes shot open. He was still thrusting roughly. Fucking her through the body repulsing orgasm.
Delivering a few more hard thrusts, he came, shooting his warm cum inside her. His dick pulsed inside her pussy as he loaded his cum into her womb. She felt as if he was watering her insides.
He grunted, releasing the last drop of his semen inside her.
He looked at her, she had buried her face in her arms, sobbing. He pulled out immediately.
Rose hissed in pain as he pulled out. She looked at the clock, it was four in the morning. She inhaled sharply. There was no use in crying.
She closed her eyes. Donovan wiped her clean and went back to the bathroom, to get a bath. Rose curled herself into a ball, sobbing. Somehow, she couldn't stop those tears.
She inhaled sharply and breathed out shakily.
What have I gotten myself into..?
She had no energy to even lift her fingers, the hours long dragged sex drained her energy. Soon, sleep consumed her.
Donovan cursed himself, standing under the shower. After taking a quick bath, he made his way towards the bed. Rose was sleeping, curled up into a small ball.
His heart ached to see her like this. He knew he overdid it.
What did I do....!!!
Sighing, he laid down beside her, pulling her closer. She winced in her sleep as he turned her towards him. He looked at her face, she looked peaceful.
" I am sorry Flower" he said, placing his lips on her forehead.
He closed his eyes to get some sleep but sleep was nowhere near. His mind was occupied with Chase and Rose. He couldn't help but worry about Chase's love for her.
He saw it in his eyes. The madness and obsession. It was clear as crystal.
He was afraid to lose her.
He waited three years for her and now that she is with him, he cannot let her go. He would be damned if he let her go.
He cannot and he will not.
If it takes Chase's death to keep her with him, he will gladly kill him.
If it takes chaining her up to keep her with him, he will do it.
It doesn't matter what extremes it takes, he will never let her go.
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How's the chapter?
Hmm...it was painful for her.
Donovan is losing her, slowly. Don't y'all think so?
I know y'all hate Donovan. Their story is too fucked up. This isn't the one about rainbows and unicorns.