Welcome to Hell
Chapter 273
Magnus Hale Kacl
“Suck! Think of it as my cock in your mouth. I know you like it. No use pretending. You love it when I go deep in your throat, making you gag, even choke. You can’t leave me, Magnus. Do you know why?‘
He withdraws his fingers, sliding them down to my throat, squeezing hard, cutting off my air.
Because you love receiving my dick in your ass. You love it filling you, stretching you out. Look at you, you’re grinding without even realizing it. He laughs, amused by my situation.
I roll my eyes in pleasure as his rigidity socks my prostate.
‘You love my dick, Magnus. You’ve become a little slut who loves taking dick in his ass. You won’t leave me. Remember the permission you gave me? That if I dated to run away from you, I have permission to break your legs.
I feel his hand touching my ankle; a shiver runs through my body. Suddenly, I’m brutally flipped onto my side, facing him. He goes back inside me with force; with his hands, he grabs my neck, choking me without stopping the penetration.
“Magnus… Your hole is so good… So soft. I love you. His gaze is dark and cruel, but it also shines with lust and devotion.
My lungs beg for oxygen. He lets go of my neck and, without giving me time to process what’s happening, he folds my legs, separating my cheeks, watching his own cock being swallowed by my anus.
“Ah, fuck. What a delicious sight. He grabs my length, beginning to jerk me off.
“Adrian… Holy shit. His hand increases the rhythm, becoming fast.
His thrusts also increase in speed, hitting my prostate several times in a row.
I’m losing my mind.
Dammit.
Dammit.
I throw my head back, coming on my stomach, clenching my ass around his dick.
Magnus He bites his lips hard as he fills me with his cum
He props his hands on the ground on either side of my face, staring at me. Soon, his sweet smile returns.
“That was fucking amazing, love. His excitement makes me laugh.
I run my hand over his cheek
‘Yes, I confess it was too good. The pain makes everything way too pleasurable.”
He laughs, kisses my forehead, and slowly pulls out of me. He pushes his own cum hack into my anus.
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“Hold it in until we get home, love. He leans down, licking my cum off my stomach. “Tasty.”
I roll my eyes, still breathless.
“Don’t be gross. I can barely walk. That was intense as hell. And how did you catch up to me so fast?”
He laughs lowly and, before I can protest, he lifts me in his arms, bride–style.
“You run too slow, love. His tone is light, provocative. “I almost thought you were making the hunt easy for me.”
1 huff, crossing my arms.
I was giving it my all, dammit. And let’s be honest, you re way too scary. I’m never doing this again. My back is all scratched up. It was a good experience, even enjoyable, being hunted and…” I let the rest die in a mumble. “But I’m not repeating it.”
He laughs out loud at my drama, the sound echoing through the silent forest.
“Fine. We can vary the scenery: snow, an isolated beach, an abandoned house… There are options, my love.”
“I don’t want them,” I cut him off quickly, exhausted. “Being hunted is hell. I felt like I was in a Friday the 13th movie.”
Adrian kisses my cheek with that dangerous smile.
“You weren’t serious about that taking a break talk, were you?”
I roll my eyes again, letting out a heavy sigh.
“Love… if I still had that idea, you would have finished burying me in the forest by now. Since you said you needed to set the mood, I took advantage of my jealousy. I didn’t want to walk away from this roleplay with broken legs. And when you touched my ankle, I almost stopped acting and asked you to stop.”
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t have broken them. I was acting too,” he replies with that smug smile.
I lean my face against his neck, breathing in deep the scent I love so much.
I think the nurse costume would be a better idea than being hunted again, I comment at last, drawing a laugh from him.
“I can’t wait to see you as a nurse. Or maybe dressed as a clown… Pennywise.”
1 haff, rolling my eyes.
Why the hell did I fall in love with a lunatic? Jesus,”
He kisses my cherk, his smile loaded with irony and affection.
Because you didnt have a choice. Deep down, you knew you couldn’t fight me. Now we’re stuck to each other, forever, my love.”
1 let out a tired, surrendered sigh.
What did I do to deserve this?
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Probably something very serious in another life.
But in the end, I know it’s this psychopath I want to stay with. By his side, every day is a different kind of madness and, strangely, I can’t live without this daily dose of chaos and passion anymore.
“And I still haven’t forgiven you for letting that motherfucker put his arm on your shoulder, I complain, my tone heavy with irritation just thinking about it.
Is my husband jealous?‘ he teases, laughing softly.
I grab his tie and pull him until our faces are close enough to feel his breath. He stops walking immediately.
“You’re mine, Adrian. And I don’t share what’s mine with anyone. If, next time, you let someone touch you, you’re going to be grounded.”
I pull him even closer, my voice becoming a firm whisper against his lips.
“And it won’t just be no sex. You’ll go without hugs, without kisses, and without affection. Do you understand?
He lets out a long sigh and pouts.
“Yes, love. I understand. Whoever touches me, I’ll rip their hands off. I roll my eyes, huffing.
“Everything with you is so extreme, my God.”
Adrian just kisses the tip of my nose and starts walking again, calm, as if nothing had happened. I rest my head on his shoulder, breathing deeply until my body relaxes.
Yeah… I’m still going to get stressed out a lot by this boy.
But I also know I’m going to keep falling more and more in love with this crazy psychopath.
“Oh, I almost forgot, my love. Happy Halloween,” he says, kissing my hair tenderly.
I smile, feeling my heart warm.
Happy Halloween, my love,” I reply, resting my face against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body and the steady beat of his heart under my ear
I close my eyes for a moment, savoring that rare moment of peace before the next mess begins, because by his side, tranquility never lasts long.
THE END
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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.
