Page 24 of Beautiful Venom
“Next time you want to try something, think hard about whether you want to be on the receiving end,” he delivers in a detached tone. “And remember, I’m much stronger and will not hold back.”
This…sick bastard.
With a roar, I jump up and pull on his hair with both hands, my fingers yanking the strands until I feel some of it shedding into my palms.
I’m suddenly jerked back when he grasps my ponytail in his fist and pulls me back so hard, I think my neck will snap. My hands fall from his head, and I stare up at him as he incrementally applies pressure as if intending to tear my hair from my skull.
A scream rips out of me as I sink my nails into his arm.
And he just stares down at me, expressionless. “Let’s try again. You do something, you receive it ten times worse. Got it?”
The pain in my skull nearly causes me to black out, and I kick blindly, my lower half flailing around to free myself from his merciless grip.
A groan spills from him and I realize I just kicked—or kneed—his dick.
My movements go still, and I shake my head. “No, wait! I didn’t mean to?—”
My words end with a shriek when he slaps my pussy. Hard. So hard, I see stars, and tears sting my eyelids.
I wish it stopped there. I wish it was only the pain and repulsion that came with the hit.
To my utter horror, my pussy tightens and my insides liquefy.
No, no, no…
What the hell?
“Are you done testing my patience?” Kane pushes me, using my hair until I’m lying back on the ground, then he parts my legs with one forceful movement.
God. Fuck.
I know I said I’d do anything, and honestly, I would’ve slept with Kane under different circumstances, but this guy is insane.
Who knows if he’ll hurt me beyond repair?
He pulls the tatters of my underwear back to expose my pussy, then grabs my hips and drags me toward his dick.
“Wait…hold on…” I latch onto his arm, my hand trembling despite my attempts to suppress my weakness. “Please!”
“What?” He peels my fingers off his arm and slams my hand above my head on the hard ground.
“I don’t want this. Will you stop?”
“Your words and begging do not affect me. Here’s how it will go. I’m going to use you, Dahlia. I’ll abuse and humiliate you until you scream and cry and beg me to stop. Your cunt will be my dick’s punching bag, and if I’m not satisfied, I’ll move to your ass and fuck you raw until you bleed. So unless you’re ready to put all your holes at my disposal, say ‘red’. That’s the only word that will stop me.”
My ragged breathing slows down.
This is my test.
I need to let him fuck me to be accepted, or I can just say the safe word and he’ll let me go.
I’ll be completely removed from the college and town and lose my one chance to find who’s behind Violet’s attack.
Compared to all the sacrifices she made for me, this is nothing.
With a new resolve, I say in a clear voice, “Can you use a condom?”
“I’m going to ram my cock into your cunt raw. A condom would get in the way.”
