My Dirty Night Secret

Eight

ANGELA'S POV

While our mouths stayed locked, one of his hands gripped my backside firmly. My body flinched at the sudden contact, and the reaction only seemed to please him more.

He broke the kiss long enough to pull his shirt over his head in one fluid motion. The sight of his bare skin made my breath catch. His body was a map of violence and survival—dense muscle, prison tattoos, scars that told stories of fights, loss, and survival. In short, his body served as a book of sorts - telling his story of fear, anger, imprisonment, freedom, violence, and death.

A thick, jagged scar cut across his chest like a permanent reminder of his violent past, present, and future.

I couldn’t look away until he kissed me again, slower this time, trailing his mouth down my jaw and along the side of my neck.

As a long, gliding kiss passed my collarbones, the world was suddenly flipped around. Before i could blink, I found myself bouncing off of the soft mattress.

He had tossed her onto the bed without

any effort.

“You’re gorgeous,” he rasped, already working the button of his jeans.

He finally pulled off his jeans and his boxers. His c**k was thick and fully hard, it's mushroom shaped head glistening with precum.

Fear flickered across my face. I had heard that the first time hurt. Seeing his length quickly reminded me of the fact.

Yes, I hadn't seen many d***s in my life, but I knew that this one would hurt me badly.

Hanzo noticed my fear. He settled over me, returning his mouth to my neck and breasts while his fingers drifted along the inside of my thighs.

“Calm down. It will be worse if you’re tense.”

His words were hardly comforting, but his touch was careful at first.

He traced his index finger across my thighs and to my c**t. Aroused, he leered at me with hungry eyes.

My back arched with the sensation he had planted within me. It was more demanding than anything i had ever felt.

A breathy moan of pleasure tumbled past my lips as his fingers traced betweern the slightly moist folds.

My legs were spread apart by his broad body. Even if i tried to close them, his powerful built would allow it.

No one had touched me like this before. He kept on teasing me, kissing my breasts and gliding his finger across my most sensitive parts. I felt those first stirrings of lust.

Both of his hands suddenly grabbed my thighs and spread my legs farther apart, as he brought his index finger to my c**t and began pleasuring me.

While his intense gaze never lowered from my face, i couldn't even bear to look him to the face.

Out of the blue, i felt the buildup. It hit me like a wave. At first it had been just a sensation and then it went through my entire body with sheer power. Uncontained sounds of pleasure left my lips and my form trembled beneath his.

His finger slowed, still circling my c**t until it became unbearable.

"S-stop!" I whined, my hips moving to escape him, only to be held down by a firm hand. "Please stop!"

He didn't stop until i began to beg. Only then did he move his fingers from my c**t, down my slit until they reached my entrance. My body jolted when the first finger pushed past the tight walls and began to move back and forth.

"You're tight." He grunted, leaning over me to kiss my neck.

His finger buried itself inside my p***y, then retreated; only for another finger to join–makinf it two.

"No. D-dont!" I protested.

What had been pleasure, suddenly turned to

discomfort. My smaller hands pushed at his chest with all the strength i could muster.

"Don't?" He shot back, my feeble push sending him a little more than an inch back.

He pushed towards me again, closer this time.

"You think you can escape this deal, Angel?" He chuckled lowly, mocking her. "You are mine." The fingers pushed inside me far more forcefully. "You know you can't run away from this."

I gasped with another fierce thrust.

"Either you let me prepare you, or I will shove my d**k inside and f**k you until you bleed."

My eyes widened with fear.

What had i gotten myself into!?

My shaky hands fell from his broad chest, now resting back onto the covers. All resistance was replaced by dread.

"Good girl." He murmured in my ear when I stopped resisting.

His fingers moved more carefully after that, working me open while his lips returned to my neck.

He shifted, his fingers retreating from my insides. One of his arm came up besides my head, while the other took hold of his c**k.

I gasped when i felt the tip press against my entrance. My thighs pressed against his hips, and my hands began shaking.

He leaned over me until those steel-grey eyes locked with mine.

"My angel."

With a swift thrust, he entered me.

I screamed as the next five minutes of hell begun. It burned unbearably. I clawed at his muscular back, even bit his shoulder to ease the pain as he pounded me with no mercy. His groans of pleasure sounded in my ear. He was like a hungry wolf feasting on it's prey.

I clung onto his wide shoulders, all sense

of time lost. Slowly, the pain eased away. It

begun to mix with pleasure and his speed increased. His groans turned into lustful

growls, and my whines turned into silent

moans.

Hanzo lifted his head from the crook of my neck, planting a lingering kiss on ny lips while pushing even deeper. My head rowed back as the building sensation returned. My inside walls clenched around his hard c**k.

Few more thrusts later i was pushed over the edge. Powerful sensation spread from my lower regions throughout my entire body, making my soul quiver. My lips parted, but no sound came out. My body arched against his, every muscle tense, before i finally collapsed back onto the sheets. Exhausted.

Hanzo wasn't finished. His thrusts turned almost punishing until I felt him stiffen inside me. Beast like growl rumbled through his chest as he suddenly pulled out, white semen squirting onto my belly.

He rubbed his c**k, grunting when the act was done.

Moment of silence followed as he stared down at my tired figure with cold eyes, until he finally got off me.

"Your debt has been paid,”