His hands went to her buttcheeks as he squished and kneaded it. Aria hid her face in the pillow in shame as he parted them and his cum mixed with her juices flowed out from her hole.
“So pretty” he commented, mockingly in an attempt to embarrass her further and it worked like magic as her ears turned red and her pussy clenched.
Without any warning, he entered from behind as she groaned in slight pain.
She couldn’t understand how something this painful could bring her so much pleasure. Abigor was rough and he didn’t even try to be gentle because he knew exactly what she wanted.
He fisted her hair as he pummeled inside her, forcing her in her all fours. She grabbed the headboard and squeezed her eyes shut. It felt as if he was splitting her open with each thrust.
His hand reached her boobs and squeezed them as his ragged breath trickled down her neck. She gasped when his teeth dug on the behind of her neck and he bit her.
The pain brought her back to reality, his pace had slowed down. He pulled out slowly but slammed in with equal force, almost teasing her to orgasm.
“Abigor. .” she huffed, not being able to take it “. . please”
He thrusted even more harshly with a rumbling chuckle behind her ear “What’s wrong baby?”
His other hand reached lower and played with her clit, she bit her lower lip and clenched tightly against his thrusts “N-No”
The movements of his hands coupled her pleasure as she came around his cock while breathing heavily.
“It’s almost pathetic how you cannot hold your cum” he continued the sinful movements of his fingers along with repetitive thrusts “but I’ll teach you, make you learn to cum only when I let you”
He growled in her ear as eery shivers ran down her spine. She came again while sobbing uncontrollably, it was the first time Abigor had seen her look so helpless, so vulnerable.
But the vile person he was, it turned him on even more. He slapped her ass brutally while smirking wickedly as her sobbing intensified and she clamped even harder against him.
So he slapped again, and again, and. . . again.
“S-Stop it” she finally cried out, clutching onto the sheets tightly as he stiffened inside her, the sensuous curve of her spine and her beautiful plump ass, which he had so graciously turned pink, pushed him towards the edge.
He turned her back so that now she was laying on her back again as he plunged in harder one last time and leaned over her. His hard tattooed chest pressed against her swollen breasts as he kissed her hard and came.
The warmness that filled her, made her moan in his mouth and wrap her arms around his neck. He sucked on her lower lip and finally pulled out with a satisfied sigh.
He plopped down beside her, both of them breathing heavily. After a few seconds, Abigor turned to look at her flushed face. She looked ethereal with messy hair, swollen lips and marks all over her body which proved that she only belonged to him.
“Does it hurt?” he asked while tugging a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
She was still breathing heavily as she turned to look at his handsome face “A little”
“Good” he muttered and gave out a small smile which made Aria laugh in disbelief.
“You are unbelievable” she commented as she saw him wearing his boxers.
“Let’s get you cleaned up” he picked her up in bridal style and started towards the bathroom.
She squealed in surprise and held his muscled neck for support “I can walk by myself!”
He raised an eyebrow at that and looked at her challengingly “Really?”
She knew he was right, she doubted she could even walk by limping. Her body was sore and throbbing from pain from their intense lovemaking. So she didn’t reply and buried her burning face over his chest.
It was as if they melted around each other.
Aria couldn’t maintain the poker face and rude attitude around him. Abigor found it hard to put on his mafia boss face and the cold shoulder he gave to everyone.
Everyone except her.
After cleaning themselves up, Abigor placed her on the bed gently and got under the covers, pulling her closer to him and tugging her head on his chest.
“You’re staying?”
Came her soft voice as Abigor nodded “Of course” he said as if it was the most obvious thing as he continued “besides I don’t even want to think about what those two must be doing in my apartment”
“Kahlil and Karl?” she asked as he nodded.
“What did you say to Kahlil? He left without any ruckus” she questioned again as he sighed and ran his fingers through her naked back, drawing random patterns.
“I didn’t say anything” he answered as Aria craned her neck up and looked at him suspiciously from his chest.
“He did see something though” he said with a smirk as she gasped in realization.
“You don’t mean your-your-”
He nodded proudly as Aria’s embarrassment intensified tenfold and she slapped his chest continuously “Have you got no shame?” she reprimanded harshly.
Abigor grabbed the hand which was hitting him as his other hand reached down to cup her ass roughly “Are you thinking about another man when you are with me?” he squeezed her ass making her and fist her hand at his chest “Do I need to punish you?”
“He’s my-my brother” her voice trembled when he tugged on her lower lip with his teeth.
“Doesn’t matter. Still a man” he said darkly, his dark possessive side cracking through his facade.
He kissed her again, surprisingly softly as she kissed him back slowly “Now sleep if you don’t want to go another round”
She shut her eyes quickly at that and buried her face in his chest as he chuckled and ran his fingers through her soft hair, lulling her to a first deep, comfortable sleep in years.
Abigor’s eyes opened in the still dark room, the dark drapes were drawn so no morning sunlight could seep in.
He sighed and hugged the soft body in his arms while taking in her sweet smell. He stared at her beautiful face for the longest, drinking in her sharp features as he placed a small kiss on her cheeks so as to not wake her up.
He looked at the wall clock and noted that it was still 4 am, his usual time to wake up and start working out. But today was different, he wanted to spend the time admiring her.
His fingers traced her jawline and reached her hair, twisting a strand between his fingers and getting lost in the soft lavender fragrance.
A small cough emitted from the base of his throat as he placed his palm over his mouth and quickly drowned it down. He turned his head to the side and gave out a low cough, his throat felt dry.
He slowly untangled himself from her, she frowned in her sleep and groaned but when he quickly caressed her cheeks softly, she fell asleep again.
He used the jug kept on the nightstand and poured himself some water, he drowned it down immediately and sighed in relief.
The drawer was slightly open and his gaze locked on with a small plastic bottle. He frowned and opened the drawer further, turning back to check on her, still sleeping peacefully.
It was a simple opaque light blue bottle which almost looked like a perfume bottle, but he knew it wasn’t. If it was a perfume bottle, it would’ve been kept with her other cosmetics on the dressing table.
He pulled out the plastic bottle and inspected it for a few seconds. He shook the bottle near his ear and concluded that it contained a liquid, almost watery texture.
He opened the bottle and a subtle scent of disinfectant hit his nose, he brought the bottle close and smelled it.
Chloroform.
He thought with furrowed brows. He was trained since childhood, these things like chloroform or even the most deadly poison had no effect on him.
But he was confused as to why Aria had this in her drawer. He closed the bottle and leaned down to smell the plush pillow they both had shared throughout the night.
The lingering smell of chloroform was present in the pillow too but it didn’t smell fresh, almost as if the chloroform was used the day before yesterday.
Does she use chloroform to fall asleep at night?
His heart throbbed in pain at the thought as he ran his fingers through her hair softly “Aria” he whispered in slight sadness “What are you?”
Of course she didn’t reply and kept on sleeping. He clicked his fingers in front of her face but still no response, she snored lowly as her face almost drowned in the fluffy pillow.
She’s sleeping just fine now, so. . . why?
He sighed and decided to let it go for now, he stared at the bottle one last time before keeping it back inside the drawer. As he was about to close the drawer, his gaze caught something else.
A small silver box, almost the size of a ring box. He quickly opened it scowled at the small, long container hanging on a silver chain.
He pulled out the chain as the small container dangled down, it was filled with red liquid.
The fuck is this?
He cursed and opened the container. He dropped a pinch of the red liquid on his fingers and checked its consistency with his thumb and index finger.
Blood