Bound to her lords

Chapter 3: Twisted Fate

Storm's POV

"You're not normal." I heard, then I woke up.

"Oh. You're awake." Kylian said, holding me in His hands as I tried to accustom my eyes to the brightness in the room.

"Sorry, you lost your child." But surprisedly, I wasn't sad, but I was rather happy the poor creature went back to peace.

"Oh. How long have I been out for?"

"Two weeks."

I was fed and left to rest with Kylian not saying another word to me again. For days he ignored my whole existence like I was a plague that was disturbing his existence making me feel more worthless than I was already.

One night after taking my shower, I decided to make something for myself to eat since he was giving me the cold shoulder after bringing me here against my wish.

"What are you doing?" I heard, I got startled and the mug slipped and fell off from my hand.

Kylian was looking at me with desire which made me uncomfortable and hot, so I decided to walk away from the kitchen.

But I'm grabbed from my waist and I got slammed into a soft bed.

How did I get here? I asked myself knowing he was too drunk to give me an answer.

"Please let me go. You don't even know your place in me." I cried out. But all my pleas were falling in deaf ears which scared the s**t out of me.

"You should know your place. I know mine and it's in you." Kylian said, and I gasped.

That got me turned on than I could ever admit, I wanted him stuffing all my eight holes and more if possible.

" I want to see how your face look while being stuffed by my c**k. Show me you are a very good girl." He said, and I moaned.

Fear and anxiety surged through my brain so I tried rolling away, but it was a huge mistake as he pinned me in that position.

My ass up to his face, and he did what shocked me the most. He kissed it! I trembled, trying to set myself free from his strong hold.

"I want to f**k you till the thought of going away disappears from your head and give you a little limp." He said while biting my neck as he tore my dress.

Looking into my eyes searching for what I couldn't pinpoint. I moaned as he took my t**s that were standing erect seeking attention from him into his mouth causing my whole world to stop moving.

Leaving my t**s, he went lower making me self nervous and I closed my legs.

"Don't do that." He growled, his eyes darkening more if that was possible.

"Please. What if I smell?" I asked, closing my face with eyes. And he bit my c**t.

"Then I want to know what it takes like. And you don't close your eyes, keep your eyes on me at all times." He ordered, s******g my butt as my legs were on his shoulders.

Licking my c**t in circular motion teasing the hell out of me while I moaned like a slut.

Squirming as I tried to push his head away from my thighs, I couldn't take it anymore and he doesn't look like he would be stopping anytime soon.

"Don't run away from this. Let me worship your flower like you deserved." I couldn't help but moaned, his words were making my body betray me violently.

"Kylian, please stop. I can't take it anymore. Please stop." I cried, as I cummed all over his face.

Panting hard as I tried to calm my breathing thinking we were done.

Trying to close my eyes, but his hands stoped me with the same dark look on his face again.

"I was only worshipping your cunt. I want to pound and destroy your cunt like it's the only thing that matters. Because it is." He said.

"No, please don't." I cried, like it would help.

He thrusted in and pounded into me in a single thrust without stopping to make sure it could fit.

"Be a good girl and take all I give to you. Don't complain." He said, s******g me as he pinched my t**s.

I was spamming on ecstasy as he drove into me, I was so filled and I loved every inch of it.

"I own you and I won't let you go. I would fight the heavens to keep you." He whispered into my ears as we cummed together bringing me down from cloud nine.

He pulled out and draw me closer to his chest making me feel loved and needed.

The next morning, I ran away from him as I was scared he would push me and humiliate me.

But he came to my room with anger in his eyes.

"I swear, I didn't seduce you. You were drunk and I understand that it was a mistake. No one would hear of it." I pleaded, I kept quiet and it got really quiet as he didn't say anything.

"Are you that mad at me for running away?"

"Yes, because you think I didn't enjoy every bit of our love making." He said, walking to my side pulling me to his chest.

"Oh, you did? I thought?"

"Quiet woman!" He ordered, and I purred at his dominance.

" You like that?" He asked, and I nodded.

Two weeks later, we were falling in love gradually and I learned to love and trust him because he gave me more reasons to.

"I'm pregnant." I said.

"No, you can't be."

"Why?" I asked, walking back with tears already clouding my eyes. So he has just been using me."

"You can't."

Why was everyone treating me bad like I was a plague? Why is fate toying with my life and showing me no mercy?

“Why would I want you?”