Page 19 of Freeing Emily
“I’m goin’ to move now, okay?”
She nods.
She grimaces when I pull myself out to the tip. Thrusting back into her, I let out a groan. She wraps her legs around my hips as I begin to fuck her leisurely.
“Faster,” she moans, digging her nails into my back.
Increasing my thrusts, I begin fucking her as she asked. Her moans are music to my ears. She’s gripping my cock so tightly that I have to concentrate on not coming before I’m ready.
I want to live in this moment.
“Your pussy is fucking amazin’, Emily. Fuck she’s perfect.”
The sting of her nails slicing into my skin only heightens my senses. I dig my fingers into her hips when I lean back and pump into her forcefully.
“Oh God, Liam.” Her eyes roll into the back of her head.
“Does that feel good,Féileacán?Do you like the feel of my cock inside your tight cunt?”
The feeling of her tightening around me gives me the answer when she’s not able to. Her moans bounce off the walls and fillme with unimaginable satisfaction that I’m the one who gets to hear them. That I’m the one causing her such pleasure.
The base of my spine tingles and I move my hand between her thighs to press against her clit. Rolling my thumb against it, I start to fuck without restraint. Her breasts bounce with each thrust and her cries become screams.
“Liam!” she cries out my name when she comes around my cock.
“Fuck, yes. Come on my cock, Emily. “
Seconds later, I come with a deep moan and collapse onto her. Our breaths are labored and the sound of her heart pounding against my ear fills me with contentment.
Once I’ve caught my breath, slowly pulling out, I lift myself off the bed. Light streaks of pink paint the condom. My emotions are all over the place from the trust she placed in me.
“Stay there.”
I stride to the ensuite and dispose of the condom. Opening her cabinet, I grab a washcloth. After running it under some warm water, I reenter the room.
Emily is curled up under her blankets with her mouth slightly ajar. As gently as possible, I pull them back and shift her body so I can clean between her thighs. Light streaks of red mark the inside of her legs and the cloth when I swipe the material between her folds.
She whimpers softly in her sleep, and I know she’s going to be very sore tomorrow.
After I’ve ensured that she’s cleaned up, I place the blankets around her and kiss her forehead. I reluctantly move my lips away from her skin and move to get dressed.
I gaze over her sleeping form from the door as I make my way to exit. Despite wanting to curl up next to her, I can’t. I can’t let Declan or Conor know what has just happened. They’ll kill me and I can’t risk them being angry with Emily.
With one last look, I leave the room.
Pain erupts in my eye and cheek when Nikolai punches me. When I don’t give him the reaction he wants, he hits me again. This time, harder and I can’t hold back the whimper that leaves my lips.
My hair is brutally pulled into his grasp, and he jerks my head back so forcefully, I’m surprised I’m not decapitated.
“How dare you think you can tell me no! I own you.” He growls. Droplets of his spit land on my face.
Today is the first time in a few days that Nikolai has made a move to rape me. I’m not sure what came over me, but I told him no. I fought him when he tried to force me and now, he’s beating me for it.
His hand wraps around my throat and I’m shoved against the wall. He lifts me until the tips of my toes barely reach the floor. I claw at his hands when he tightens his hold.
“I own you,Suka. If I want to fuck you, you’ll lay there and take it. If I want to have my friends fuck you, you’ll lay there and take it. You will take everything I give you and be fucking grateful you’re still breathing.”
My lungs burn and my head pounds from the lack of oxygen they receive. I can’t muster even a whimper in response.