Erotica Anthology #1

#1 Dark Lover A girl manipulated by a psychotic dark lover for s*x (vaginal rape). You feel the sting of the needle being punctured into your skin, precepting the coldness that slowly but surely sips through your veins. Your eyelids are getting heavier as you grow tired. You do not wish to fall asleep — especially not now — but there is so much that your body can take, before the dreadful darkness takes you, enveloping you like a grim cradle. The last thing you see is Levi smiling down at you, hints of wickedly on his curved lips. How can such a handsome man be such a monster? * You wake up blinded by sunrise, your hands instantly move up to protect your eyes from the harsh lighting. As you are preoccupied from blocking the sunlight, you notice your palm resting open something hard and solid. You move around and notice that your back is leaning against bones and hard muscles. Panic, you turn around, only to find a naked man lying behind you. He seems to be in a very deep sleep, or thought, with eyebrows curving tensely above his closed eyelids. Fine crafted abs are laid array, packed with chiseled chest and muscular arms. His legs are sprayed wide, trapping her in between. You try hard to prevent your eyes from looking at the monstrous thing he is packing in between his legs, but fail miserably. You have never seen a man’s private before. It seems like such a trivial thing, among many other things you have to be concerned with, what being stationed as one of the Garrison guards, and the tragic events that followed by the fall of the Wall Maria. Your live has already been as busy as it is, and you never really have the chance to consider about any other things. You gasp from the display, causing the soft blanket that covers your modest to reveal your every curve. Your natural tan skin is a stark contrast to the white sheet, making your body look even more provocative than you intend it to be. You must not be the only one that notices, because you can feel something hard and hot bring pressed into the arch of your ass. The man slowly wakes up from all the ruckus you make. Man, is he a light sleeper or what. You barely make it in time to pull the blanket back up, though you can’t do much to cover your back from him. “Morning, love,” he kisses the back of your neck in a sensual and intimate manner, causing you to gasp and shiver. “W— Wha— What’s going on?” you mutters with a jolt of frenzy. “What? Are you telling me that I f****d you so hard last night that you barely remember a thing now?” he asks with an amused tone, which you think is not funny at all consider how confused and utterly disorientated you are. Wait a minute, did he just say the F word? The two of you . . . ? Without you knowing . . . ? You dare to take a peek underneath the sheet, noticing that indeed there are some evidence of last night’s romp, which you have zero idea how it get there. You can feel something sticky in between your thighs, but you do not remember having it being there at all. You don’t even know who the young man is. And no matter how good looking he is, it does not mean that he can do whatever he pleases to your body without your consent! “What? Just what do you think you are doing? Who are you?” you demand angrily, tears can’t help but to form in your eyes. Your heart ache when the fact that he just admitted on taking advantage of your unconsciousness really sinks in. “Woah, woah, wait a second. Why are you crying? Please don’t cry,” he pleads with genuine concern. You watch as those narrow, intimidating dull blue eyes of his turn to worry, and you curse inside your head of allowing your heart to skip a beat for this rapist. “Please, Alex, tell me. What’s wrong?” he seems truly worry about you, but your fear of the stranger overwhelms anything else at the moment. You can see still his hardness being pressed from behind you, and you try to climb off from his proximity. Unbeknown to you, your movement only exposes yourself further to the man, causing him to groan from the sight. A pair of strong arms pull you back towards the bed, forcing your the back of your body to flush against his front. You yelp in surprise, thrashing and struggling against his hold. “No, let me go!” you scream, growing in panic as you feel his erection digging into your skin as your reckless movements cause you to make contact with those body parts of his that you do not wish to meet. “Calm down, Alex. It’s only me Levi. Are you having one of your nightmares again? Is that why you look so scared?” he asks as he grabs your wrists to prevent you from attacking him. “No, I don’t! And stop calling me Alex! Only my friends call me that. Who are you, anyway?” He tries to calm you down, but you refuse to back down. “You really have no idea, don’t you?” he sighs in resignment. He eventually lets you go and you manage to crawl off the bed, backing yourself against the wall across, putting a good distance from you. His crafted chest still distracts you from the real urgency in the situation, and you force yourself to clear your mind. Now is not the time to be admiring his body. “Tell me, who are you? Are why am I naked with you on the bed? Why are you naked?” you asks consequently, breathing hard, your heart hammering in your chest from all that endeavor and dismay. “I’m your lover, of course,” he answers with an obvious tone. “Lover?” you shriek upon learning the information. He chuckles at you. “You do know what that means, don’t you?” he arches an eyebrow, and you can sense some sort of underestimation coming from him. “I know what it means!” you shout, red blush creeping over your cheeks. The state of their undress speaks louder than words about it. “But how come I don’t remember anything about you? This is the first time I’ve ever seen you!” you accuse, body still rigid and worry about being almost close to wearing nothing in front of his man. He must have noticed your fear, because he starts climbing off the bed also, exposing all of his naked glory in front of her. Your eyes instantly wonder along his pale, muscled body, and wetness involuntarily slike in between your legs. You squeeze your knees together, and his eyes follow your movement with a hint of amusement. His— his thing twitches with excitement, most probably from looking at your form, and your heart skips a beat. No, this can’t be happening! Levi walks up to you, closing the distance until you are trapped in between his arms. Despite being slightly taller than him, his oozes off this intimidating air that causes shiver to run down your spine. You try to slip past him, but his hands are fast in pulling you back in his embrace. The two of you are so close that you can feel his body heat radiating through yours through the bare skin contact. “You have no idea how much I want you,” he whispers into your ear, causing goosebumps to rise. They look so prominent on your caramel skin. You blush even deeper, especially after figuring out just how intoxicating his scent really is. He leans in and captures your mouth with his in a swift move. You are too overpowered by his presence and taste to notice his hands slowly creeping towards the bedsheet you hold to dearly. He engulfs his hand over yours and gradually loosens up your fingers to make you let go of the tight grip. You try to hold out your own, but his kiss is making you light headed quickly. You have never been kissed, let alone like this. He is so skilfull in moving his tongue, you barely notice as the white sheet slips from your hand. There nothing that separates the two of you anymore, and the ampleness of your breasts touch his hard chest. He groans into the kiss, his hands starting to roam along your body. One hand captures your breast and massages it, while the other is pulling your behind closer, reaching into your most sacred place along the way. You moan when he starts touching your soft opening, and he goes wild instantly. He roughly pushes you back to the bed, causing you to wince a little bit from the sheer force. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can control it anymore,” is all he says, before he starts climbing on top of you and spreading your legs, wrapping them around his waist. You feel something hot and hard poking at your nether region. You try to make him stop, but he is faster. Your voice stops track in your throat when he pushes in. The next second, you scream from the sheer pain from being entered unprepared. “No! Let me go! It hurts,” you plead for him. “It’s okay, lovely. It will only hurt after a while. You’ll feel really good after.” He starts moving his hips, making his c**k slide in and out of your still dry canal. Another scream erupts from your throat, causing chills to run down your spine. He is just simply too big, and you are not ready to be entered quite yet. He tries to use his hand on your c******s in order to soothe you. You don’t like how his touch makes your body turned on, but it proves its effectiveness when your p***y starts to be coated with your wet juices. The hard c**k slides in and out of you easier, so he picks up his pace. He pushes you down your back, lifting your waist higher in order to access you further. The change of angle allows the head of his c**k to pound into you deeper, all the way to the hilt until he touches the opening of your uterus. Your stomach feel so full, while your head fills with dread. You don’t want this, but he keeps forcing you to take in his length. There is just no escaping him. You scream, “No!” but he hisses, “Yes.” He sucks on your n*****s while he f***s you. He teases on the hole in your crack while you whiters under him. You hate that he is making you feel like this, but every time he hits a delicious angle inside you, you wail in pleasure. Your v****a will clench so tightly around his c**k that he has to mutter back a string of curses. “Oh f**k! You feel so good,” he groans against you. His hand seeks out your ass and help moves your hips, so that he can go deeper into you. You have no idea that it is even possible. He is entering you repeatedly in so many angles and different speed, you lose count of it. When his c**k twitches inside you again, you know that he is close to cumming soon. You beg for him to not c*m inside you, not wanting to be pregnant from the rape, but he never listens. When he explodes, his hot semen bursts into you, filling you up vigorously. You trash and cry underneath him, fearing of what this might do to you. You don’t want to bring a child into a world like this, much less through such an unholy union. You try to get away from his once he is spent, somehow managing to make a slight distance from him, but he grabs you by the ankle and pull you back towards him. Those eyes glim down frightening at you, growing darker and losing all signs of humanity left within. You shiver in fear and he lowers his face town your c*m filled p***y, his tongue flicking upon your entrance. A cry erupts from your throat. He is eating you out. You are supposed to hate this, but you don’t. His touch only brings you to a new level of heightened pleasure. As Levi sucks on your wet p***y, you start reaching to your climax. You can feel his smug smirk against your most intimate skin, and you can only close your eyes in resignment as you let him has his way with you, drinking off your juice and his own c*m. He briefly lifts his face and leans in to kiss you, forcing you to taste what he is tasting as he torments your c******s. You wither helplessly under his violent yet pleasurable touch. You break the kiss by moving your head aside, mutter, “No more,” breathlessly, but he just smiles and goes down on you once more. His wicked tongue laps on your labia. His fingers part your p***y so that he can have a better access inserting his tongue into your abused passage. You moan when he starts picking his pace, reaching into places you do not know exist. When you are not able to contain it anymore, you clench your p***y hard, allowing your c*m to be release. Levi drinks from you faithfully, not allowing a single drop to go on waste. The man looks as breathless as you are when he lifts his head, looking down on you with dark calculating gaze, seemingly trying to figure what to do with the utter mess he has made. “I want to take you again,” he says. “What?” you yelp in disbelieve. After all of that, and he still wants more? No, she can not take this anymore. You try to crawl away from him, but Levi is as strong as he always is. His time, he also makes sure to flip you towards him, so that he can stare deeply into your eyes as he enters you repeatedly. His c**k is already hard again, ready to take you in. He enters you, and you groan. When you try to look away, he uses his hand to capture your face, making you look into that cold, intimidating eyes of his. Your cunt clench around his when his c**k grazes your G-spot. You beg for him to stop, but he kisses you hard instead. Those eyes of him never leaves you. They are too consuming, too hungry and selfish. He wants all every last bit of you for himself, and he is not leaving any room for breathing. He tastes every inch of you, and there is nothing you can do to stop him. “I love you,” he says as he pounds repeated into you until both of you reach your climaxes. “I hate you,” you say to this unknown man, who seems to love you so much, it appears you have became that dark obsession of his.