The orgasm exploded with force.
“Fuck… what a wonderful sight.” The husky voice sounded full of desire. “A masterpiece.” Ah… fuck.
The movements accelerated, prolonging my orgasm, until he finally spilled inside me, filling me with his cum.
My mind was spinning, my chest rising and falling in despair.
I can’t believe it… And once again… I lost myself in pleasure.
He continued inside me, in no hurry to come out. His body leaned forward, his black eyes locked on mine, filled with a dangerous darkness.
“If you allow some bastard to touch you.” The voice sounded cold, sharp as a blade. “I’ll rip your legs off. But not before I violently rape you.
The fear returned in full force, chilling every fiber of my being. For an instant, I forgot who he was.
Do you understand, Elijah?”
The question wasn’t really a question.
I swallowed, my body trembling.
“Y–Yes…” The answer came out weak, almost a whisper.
The smile that appeared on his face bore satisfaction.
That’s better.
It came out of me suddenly, drawing an involuntary gasp from the impact. My legs failed me, forcing me to lean against the wall to keep from collapsing. My body was exhausted, my mind in tatters.
“Now you can finish your bath in peace.”
The voice sounded casual, as if nothing had happened.
A shiver ran down my spine as I watched him walk away to another shower. The hot water slid over my body, but the shiver that gripped me wasn’t caused by the cold.
Fox was right.
I belonged to the Grim Reaper now.
And there was nothing that could change that.
When he approached again, instinct made my body recoil, holding my breath. The thought of being taken again made my skin crawl.
But to my surprise, he calmly raised his hand, extending something towards me.
A toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste, and a still–wrapped bar of soap.
Since you’ve been such a good, obedient bunny, you deserve a reward. The tone was full of perverse amusement, and each word sounded like a threat in
disguise. “Now they’re yours. You can use them.
The trembling fingers took the items hesitantly.
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Thank you…” His voice sounded weak and uncertain, and he wasn’t even sure why he was saying thank you.
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The crooked smile he flashed before turning away carried no humor.
Now finish your shower.”
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I stood there, holding the objects against my chest, trying to understand what the hell was going on.
I took a deep breath and concentrated on the bath, trying to dispel the fear that still consumed me. I tore open the packet of soap and slid it over my body. lathering up, feeling a momentary relief as the dirt was washed away by the warm water.
A sigh escaped as I brushed my shoulder, the sting of the bite throbbing like a cruel reminder. Each mark on my skin was a silent testimony to what had happened.
When I’d finished, I put the soap back in its container and picked up my toothbrush. I couldn’t imagine how he’d managed it, but it didn’t matter at the
moment.
I opened the toothpaste, spread the cream on the bristles, and started brushing my teeth. The refreshing sensation was a rare relief, as if at least my mouth could be purified, even if the rest of me was filthy inside.
I turned off the shower and turned to grab the towel, but my heart almost stopped. He was standing there, motionless, watching me in silence, like a lurking shadow.
“Here.” His voice sounded casual as he held out a clean towel.
I took it hesitantly, feeling the heavy gaze that seemed to pierce my soul. He walked away without saying another word, putting on his uniform as calmly as if he were in no hurry.
I grabbed the towel and dried myself quickly, each movement tense, avoiding crossing eyes with him. I put on the uniform with trembling hands, the discomfort burning my skin.
When I’d finished, his eyes analyzed me again. The discreet smile that appeared on his lips made the fear settle even deeper in my chest, but I couldn’t help
- it.
Come on, bunny. It’s time for coffee.
My stomach churned. After what had happened, the very idea of eating seemed absurd.
How could I swallow anything with the bitter taste of fear still stuck in my throat?
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
