Later that night after dinner, Namjoon led me to his room, his grip on my wrist like a shackle. We lay down on the bed, the silence between us was thick with tension.
Namjoon's hold on my wrist tightened, his fingers digging into my skin like claws. "You're mine now", he said, his voice law and threatening. And you'll do as I say or you'll regret it.
We lay there quietly, the only sound was our heavy breathing. I could feel his eyes on me, watching me in the dark. I tried to shift away, but he's grip only grow stronger. "You're so close", he whispered, his breath warm on my ear. "So close to being mine".
Shivers ran down my spine as he pulled me closer, our bodies almost touching. I could feel his heart beating against mine, and it's made my own pulse race.
His leg brushed against mine, and a spark shot through my body. I tried to move away, but he held me firmly.
Suddenly, his lips crashed into mine, demanding and possessive. My heart raced as I struggled, but he kissed me harder, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth.But even with fear, something else stirred inside me. A small spark of desire flickered to life, and I hated myself for it. My body was betraying me, wanting more of his touch.
With a rough tug, he ripped my clothes off, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. He moved his hands over my body, sending shivers through me. His lips found my neck, leaving marks and soft kisses, before moving down to my breasts. He sucked on my n*****s while his other hand squeezed my other breast, make a soft moan escape my lips.
He kissed his way back up to my lips, his eyes full of lust. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "oh baby, am just getting started. I'll make you crave my touch".Then he kissed me again, his fingers teasing me. I could feel his fingers thrusting inside me, and it made another moan escape my lips.He pulled away and fully undressed, positioning himself between my legs.
He lifted them into his shoulders, and I saw him getting ready to push inside me. I begged him not to, telling him I was a virgin, but he whispered, "that makes it even better". Without hesitation he forced himself inside, making me scream from both pain and strange pleasure. "Namjoon..." I whimpered as his thrust increased in strength, tears streaming down my eyes as he leaned down to give me a loving kiss on my forehead.My virgin walls tearing as his body sunk further within me, filling me completely as blood leaked from my p***y.
"You're mine" he spoke, his thrust increasing in strength, "you'll always be mine" he moaned as I cried out from the bliss. "I know you love this sweetheart". Kissing and biting me as each of his thrusts caused a sharp yet blissful spasm.
Namjoon slowly pulled out of me with a satisfyingly wet pop. "That was amazing" he cooed softly into my ears as I turned around and hugged my knees to my chest. I attempted to get off the bed away from him but he grabbed my ankles pulling me back beneath him. "Now wait a minute..... who said we were done?" He teased. Before I could reply he was back in my p***y I begged him again to stop, but instead, he pushed harder and faster. The pain was overwhelming and my mind was spinning, everything was too much to handle
With one final thrust, the room spun, and my vision blurred. Everything around me faded and turned dark.