Chapters (58)
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- Contents
- Copyright
- Important Note:
- ~ Ground Zero ~
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- ~ Absolutely ~
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- ~ Someone To Feed It ~
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- ~ I’ve Got You Now ~
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- ~ Him ~
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- ~ As I Fall ~
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- ~ The Luckiest Girl In The World ~
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Two Months Later
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Six Months Later
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Acknowledgments
- Also by WS Greer
As Nas fucks me hard from behind, I look over and notice the knife resting loosely between his hand and the mattress. Instead of letting him have me, I snatch the knife from his grip and slice it across the back of his hand, leaving a trail of blood in the blade’s wake. Nas lets out a furious scream, but I don’t wait for him. I push him off me and scramble to get out of the bed while he grasps his hand in pain.
Before he can reach for me, I run for the stairs again. Nas’s footsteps come thundering behind me as I reach the stairs and make my way up them, making it halfway up before Nas grabs me and slams me down. My shin bounces against the hard edge of the tread and sends pain rocketing up my body, and Nas grunts from the discomfort of his hand slamming against the wall, but we don’t stop.
Both of us, fully immersed in the scene, continue fighting each other. Nas presses down on my back while I try to kick and claw at him. I bend and twist his fingers, doing everything I can to get free.
“You fucking bitch!” Nas yells, snatching off the mask and throwing it to the bottom of the steps. Sweat drips from his face and lands on my back as he presses my face hard against the tread. “You fucking cut me. You’re going to goddamn pay for that. Now I’m going to fuck you bloody and come inside you. I’m going to fucking breed you, bitch. Open up!”
Nas forces my legs apart from behind again, and this time there’s no getting free. He must’ve been holding back before, because Nas’s strength is on full display as he pushes me against the stairs with one hand and forces my legs apart with the other. My pussy is dripping with anticipation, so when Nas slides in, it’s smooth and fucking perfect. I can’t fight back my moans as my body gives in against my mind’s will, and Nas doesn’t relent. He angles his body up and over me, pounding my g-spot hard and fast, taking his anger out on my pussy. Blood drips from the cut on his hand and forms a tiny pool on the step below, and the sight of it urges both of us on.
“You stupid fucking bitch!” he screams, emphasizing each word with a hard thrust. “You belong to me! Fucking whore!”
“Oh shit!” I scream as he carries on, ravaging my body without remorse until I’m hit with the hardest g-spot orgasm of my life. I dig my nails into the wood as my body caves in on itself and I nearly fold in two while Nas keeps going.