Haunting-Adeline
“You motherfucking ass—”He interrupts my rade by sea ng himself inside me, his balls slappingagainst the sensi ve nub. I choke on my words, this angle allowing him infar deeper than before.I arch my back and dig my nails into the floor, clawing at the dirty le ashe relentlessly pounds into me.He grabs my hair and snaps my head back roughly, forcing me to look inthe mirrors directly in front of me and watch him fuck me.“You want to come all over my cock, baby?”I nod my head fran cally. He smiles in response. “Have you been mygood li le girl?” Another wobbly nod. “Then fucking say it, Adeline.”I clench around him when I hear my full name spoken in his gravellytenor. “I’m your good li le girl,” I breathe, too far gone to feel anything butblinding lust.He molds his front to my back, spearing through my ghtening pussy.The hand in my hair travels down around my throat and squeezes ghtwhile his other palm splays across my flat stomach. “Tonight is just prac cebut I promise you, li le mouse, this body will be carrying all my babies oneday,” he snarls, teeth gnashing.His image blurs as my eyes roll and the tsunami wave finally crashesthrough me. I scream so loud, the noise nearly ra les the mirrors. Zade'sname spills from my lips on a neuro c chant as my en re world combustsinto ny pieces.“Fuck! That’s it, baby. Your pussy is so fucking ght, milk my fuckingcock,” Zade grinds out. He ends his sentence on a roar, his hips shudderingas he slams into me one last me, filling me with his seed un l I can nolonger fit anymore inside of me.I feel our combined juices pour down my thighs, as I’m le pan ng andbreathless on the floor. My body convulses from the a ershocks, even a erI come down from the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had.I can’t fucking breathe, let alone move or think coherent thoughts.None of that was natural. Absolutely none of it.“I hope you know,” I pant. “I’m on birth control.”He chuckles breathlessly. “For now.”Before I can respond, a loud buzz disturbs the heavy atmosphere. Myeyes snap towards the direc on, loca ng the source immediately. My
phone is lit up in my discarded jeans, buzzing wildly.Fuck. Daya.I scramble up and towards the phone, clenching my teeth from the feelof him sliding out of me. My thumb trembles violently as I click the greenbu on on my screen.“Hello?” I answer, wincing when I hear how shaky and hoarse my voiceis.“Where the fuck are you?” she shouts through her receiver, her ownvoice trembling and full of anger.“I got lost, and my cell recep on has been spo y,” I lie sheepishly, notwilling to admit what really happened. Ignoring Zade's presence, I scrambleto pull my clothes on. Cringing both from the yelling in my ear and theslickness trailing down my thighs.“The park is closed, Addie! I got kicked out already, and they said thatthe House of Mirrors had already been cleared out. The stupid assholesecurity guard didn’t believe me when I said you didn’t come out. I’ve beenworried fucking sick.”Just as I slip on my shoes, a mu ered, “shit,” sounds from behind me,drawing my a en on.Zade is staring at his phone, his face is cast in a severe expression.He's wearing nothing but his black boots and undone jeans slung low,giving a mouthwatering view of the defined V disappearing beneath thefabric.Daya's ran ng fades to the background as my a en on snags.The light from his phone accentuates the muscles straining against hissmooth flesh, the scars and the black, intricate ta oos only adding to hissavagery.The veins threading throughout his hands and arms are bulging andgoddamn, if I wasn’t already leaning against a mirror, I’d collapse from howdevasta ng he looks right now.That masterpiece of jagged scars and rough edges fucked me intooblivion and vowed that I’d have his babies one day. I can’t breathe.“Addie, I swear to fu—"“I… I’ll be right out, Daya. I’m so sorry,” I respond, forcing my gaze awayback to my surroundings, trying to gather my bearings.Which is really hard to do in a house of a million mirrors.
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“You motherfucking ass—”
He interrupts my rade by sea ng himself inside me, his balls slapping
against the sensi ve nub. I choke on my words, this angle allowing him in
far deeper than before.
I arch my back and dig my nails into the floor, clawing at the dirty le as
he relentlessly pounds into me.
He grabs my hair and snaps my head back roughly, forcing me to look in
the mirrors directly in front of me and watch him fuck me.
“You want to come all over my cock, baby?”
I nod my head fran cally. He smiles in response. “Have you been my
good li le girl?” Another wobbly nod. “Then fucking say it, Adeline.”
I clench around him when I hear my full name spoken in his gravelly
tenor. “I’m your good li le girl,” I breathe, too far gone to feel anything but
blinding lust.
He molds his front to my back, spearing through my ghtening pussy.
The hand in my hair travels down around my throat and squeezes ght
while his other palm splays across my flat stomach. “Tonight is just prac ce
but I promise you, li le mouse, this body will be carrying all my babies one
day,” he snarls, teeth gnashing.
His image blurs as my eyes roll and the tsunami wave finally crashes
through me. I scream so loud, the noise nearly ra les the mirrors. Zade's
name spills from my lips on a neuro c chant as my en re world combusts
into ny pieces.
“Fuck! That’s it, baby. Your pussy is so fucking ght, milk my fucking
cock,” Zade grinds out. He ends his sentence on a roar, his hips shuddering
as he slams into me one last me, filling me with his seed un l I can no
longer fit anymore inside of me.
I feel our combined juices pour down my thighs, as I’m le pan ng and
breathless on the floor. My body convulses from the a ershocks, even a er
I come down from the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had.
I can’t fucking breathe, let alone move or think coherent thoughts.
None of that was natural. Absolutely none of it.
“I hope you know,” I pant. “I’m on birth control.”
He chuckles breathlessly. “For now.”
Before I can respond, a loud buzz disturbs the heavy atmosphere. My
eyes snap towards the direc on, loca ng the source immediately. My