KISS TO KILL

chapter 003

Rose

He didn’t slam into me hard like my body was begging for.

Instead Alexandros flipped me onto my back on the big bed.

“Eyes on me, Rose,” he said, voice lowl. He climbed over me, knees spreading my thighs wide. “Look at me while I stretch this tight little p***y. I’m going to ruin you for anyone else. Every time another man touches you, you’ll only think of my cock.”

I breathed fast, staring up into his dark eyes. “Alexandros… please… I’m still shaking from before. Be gentle.”

“Gentle?” He laughed soft against my lips, biting the bottom one and tugging it. “No, baby. Slow and deep so you feel every inch claiming you.” He pushed the thick head of his c**k against my soaked entrance and slid in inch by inch, stretching me wide. “f**k… you’re gripping me so perfect. Tell me how it feels.”

“Oh god,” I moaned.“It’s so big… so deep… I feel you everywhere. Don’t stop.”

He rocked his hips slowly, pulling almost all the way out then sinking back in deep and steady. His eyes never left mine. Every thrust made my back arch. “That’s it. Take it. This p***y is mine tonight.”

“My p***y is yours,” I whispered, trying not to moan too loud in case someone outside heard. “Only yours right now. Alexandros… it feels so good I can’t think.”

He bit my lip again, harder, then kissed me deep, tongue matching the slow rhythm of his c**k. “Good girl. I want you to remember this every time you go home to him. My c**k ruining you from the inside.”

Heat built in my belly. My bound wrists pulled against his grip above my head. Every deep stroke made my thighs tremble. I bit my own lip to stay quiet but a small whimper escaped. “Please… harder just a little. I need more.”

“No,” he growled softly, still moving torturously slow. His free hand slid down, pinching my n****e. “Tell me you’re getting wetter for me than you ever did for him.”

“I am,” I gasped, eyes locked on his. “So much wetter. My body’s humming for you. f**k… Alexandros, I’m close already.”

He smiled, thrusting deep again, grinding against my c**t. “c*m on my c**k then.”

“I’m cumming…,” I breathed, voice shaking. My orgasm rolled through me, waves of heat making my p***y clench around his thick c**k. I stared right into his eyes the whole time, biting my lip bloody to keep from screaming.

He kept f*****g me through it, slow and deep, never speeding up. “Good girl. Such a good little slut for me. Now I’m going to fill you up.” His breathing got rougher. He leaned down, biting my lip one more time. “Open your mouth, baby.”

I opened it, tongue out a little. He thrust deep one last time and came hard inside me, groaning low. At the same time he spit right into my open mouth. I swallowed it, tasting him, feeling his c*m flood my p***y.

“f**k yes,” he whispered, still buried deep. “Swallow my spit while my c*m fills your cunt.. Say thank you.”

“Thank you,” I whispered back, body limp and humming. “Thank you for ruining me.”

He kissed me, then pulled out gently. He untied my wrists, rubbed them soft, and helped me sit up. “Get dressed”

I nodded, legs shaky, and pulled my tight black dress back on. My face still had dried c*m on it but I wiped it best I could with the sheets. I grabbed my clutch and slipped out the door while he watched me with those dark eyes.

The cab ride home was a blur. I swore under my breath the whole way, heart hammering. “Please let Dan be asleep. Please.” The sky was just turning pink when I crept into the apartment. My heels were off, dress wrinkled, but I made it inside.

The second the door clicked shut, the living room light flicked on. Dan was sitting on the couch, wide awake, eyes red and furious. He stood up fast.

“Where the f**k were you, Rose?” he screamed, voice echoing off the walls. “I woke up and you were gone! I called you a hundred times! Answer me right now!”

I dropped to my knees on the floor, pretending to cry. “Dan… I’m sorry. I just wanted to have fun for once. I went out with the girls. You never let me see them anymore. I felt so trapped and I just needed one night. Please don’t be mad. I love you. I came straight home.”

He stared down at me, chest heaving. “The girls? The ones I told you to stay away from? Bullshit. You’re lying to my face.”

“I’m not lying,” I sobbed, looking up at him with big wet eyes. “It was just a party. Nothing happened. I missed you the whole time. Please, Dan. You’re all I have. Don’t yell at me like this. It breaks my heart.”

He pulled out his phone, scrolling fast. “Fine. Let’s see.” He dialed one of my old friends — the one who was always painfully honest, the one he had made me cut off months ago. He put it on speaker so I could hear. It rang twice.

“Hello?” her voice came through, sleepy but clear.

“It’s Dan,” he snapped. “Was Rose with you tonight? Did you go to some party?”

There was a tiny pause. Then she answered “Yeah, we went out. A small party on the cliffside. Rose was with us the whole time. We had a few drinks, danced, then she left to come home. Why? Everything okay?”

Dan’s face changed a little. He looked at me, then back at the phone. “Yeah. Thanks.” He hung up without another word. “Okay… so maybe you weren’t lying. But you still snuck out like a thief. I own you, Rose. You don’t just leave.”

“I know,” I whispered, still on my knees, wiping my fake tears. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I felt so lonely and I just wanted to laugh with friends for one night. You do everything for me — the rent, the school, the clothes. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Please forgive me.”

He stepped closer, voice softening just a tiny bit. “Get up.” I stood on shaky legs. His hands slid under my dress fast, grabbing my ass and pulling me hard against his body. I felt his c**k, already hard and pressing into me. “You’re home now. Let me f**k you and we’ll forget this.”

I pulled back quick, body still humming from Alexandros, my p***y sore and full of another man’s c*m. “Not today, Dan. Please.”

His face darkened fast. His voice went low. “What did you just say?” He stepped closer, towering over me. “You don’t get to refuse me.”

I flinched hard, pure terror flooding me. I remembered every past bruise, every time he smashed a gift against the wall, the way his fists left marks I had to hide with makeup. My cheeks burned with shame. I shrank back against the wall, arms up like I expected him to hit me.

Dan stopped mid-motion. His hands froze. For once his face softened. He reached out and caressed my cheek, gentle, thumb stroking my skin. “Hey… hey, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. Come here.” The gentleness somehow made me feel even more f****d up and trapped inside.

I leaned into his hand, still shaking. “I’m sorry. I’m just tired. And… I’m on my period. It started last night after the s*x. That’s why I wanted to go out I felt bloated and cranky and needed air.”

He narrowed his eyes, studying my face. For a second I thought he knew. But then he nodded. “Period, huh? Alright. But you better be ready for me next tomorrow night. No more excuses. You’re mine, Rose. All mine. Don’t forget that again.”