His Despair by S. N. Nina Arthur (pocket ebook reader TXT) 📗

Chapter 18 

 

Davina’s POV:- 

 

I placed my hands on his shoulder while gasping for air, sweat travelling down my neck while his hot breath hit my sensitive skin. I could feel him taking a long and slow intake, his dick was still inside my pussy making it impossible for me to move while desire was taking control over my body all over again.

 

His hand slowly reached down and pulled his penis out of my pussy, all the while with his eyes on me. I took a shaky breath as the absence of his dick made my body upset, he rolled over and laid beside me, I side glanced at him and saw him staring at the ceiling.

 

I felt him getting up from the bed but I didn’t dare to look at him, I was still ashamed that I gave in…again. After a few seconds, he climbed back onto the bed and moved my legs away from each other making me gasp in surprise. I looked at me and saw him moving between my legs with a cloth in his hand.

 

He placed the cloth over my pussy and wiped his cum, gently cleaning with his blue/green eyes never leaving mine. I held my breath until he cleaned and moved away, whatever he’s doing was somehow surprising me and making me suspicious.

 

What are you planning to do with me, Arthur? I thought as my eyes followed him, he threw the cloth in the laundry and was walking back to my bed. I quietly watched him as he climbed my bed and laid beside me, he took a deep breath and turned his face towards me meeting my eyes.

 

“Sleep Davina,” he said looking into my eyes, but I refused to do that, my body refused to do that.

 

“What are you going to do to me?” the words fell out of my mouth; his eyes were still on me with a blank look on his face. For a sec I saw something flash in those mesmerising eyes before he masked it with his usually serious face.

 

All of a sudden, he gripped my chin roughly and pulled my face to his, he had a menacing expression on his face which began to scare me. Tears rushed to my eyes as he gripped harder, hurting me.

 

“For now,…” he said through his teeth while pressing his fingers into my skin, “…I’m going to fuck you, day and night…” I began to hiss in pain while tears rolled down my eyes, “…your job is to take care of me….and my needs,” he finished by taking my lower lip in between his teeth and pulling it.

 

“Arthur,” I hissed in pain as tears rolled down my cheek. He released my lip and glared at me as he noticed my tears. I quickly stopped crying as I saw his glare, “I-It hurts,” I shrieked, without looking at his face.

 

“Bare it,” he hissed through his teeth while pinching my nipple hard, I bit my lip and controlled myself to not let any sound escape my mouth.

 

“You’re turning me on by doing that,” he murmured, his finger pulling my lower lip out of its misery.

 

I saw his eyes gleaming with lust making my cheeks blaze further, “Sleep now,” he commanded and pulled me closer to his body. I took a deep breath and fell asleep as soon as his intoxicating smell filled my nostrils making my body relax and give in.

 

***

 

As I woke up, I found myself alone on the bed with my sore pussy. I got up and did my morning duties and when I stepped outside I noticed a sheet of morning after pills laying on the nightstand. I sighed deeply as I walked towards it and took a tablet out of it, I grabbed the glass of water and tossed the tablet into my mouth, gulped the glass of water.

 

After dressing up, I walked to the kitchen and took breakfast for Arthur to his room as he ordered me to. I knocked on his door and took a deep breath, don’t be scared Davina, you’re strong! I began telling myself but as soon as I heard his voice asking to come in all those words stopped and fear filled in.

 

I pushed the door in and saw him talking to someone on the phone, “What the fuck does she want now,” He yelled in pure rage. I flinched at his sharp tone and almost dropped the tray but quickly balanced myself.

 

I carefully walked to his balcony and set his breakfast on the table, “I don’t care,” I heard him roar.

 

Who is he shouting at?

 

“Stop shitting me, dad! Those things won’t work on me!” he growled angrily, I placed everything in a way he likes and stepped back.

 

Leave Davina, before he hung up on that person just leave! My subconscious yelled at me.

 

I immediately turned around and began walking towards the door hurriedly without making any noise. I quickly grabbed the knob and pulled the door open but before I could step out of the room his hand grabbed my arm and pulled me back roughly, kicked the door close.

 

I gasped and shut my eyes tightly in fear, he dragged me with him towards the balcony, he was still on the phone but was still gripping my arm painfully hard.

 

“Fuck!” he groaned loudly, I glanced at him and saw him throwing his phone on the couch. Tears were rolling in my eyes as I couldn’t bear the pain, his fingers digging into my skin making me hiss in pain as he pulled me to him.

 

He looked at me in confusion, I placed my hand over his trying to remove it, tears rolled down my cheek, his eyes moved to his hand which was gripping my hand. He sighed and removed it, I quickly began rubbing my hand over the dark red marks, it was hurting badly.

 

I glanced at him and saw him staring at the bruise while clenching his jaw, he sat down and gestured to me to serve him. I slowly wiped my tears and began serving his breakfast.

***

I was standing there and watching him as he was having his coffee. He looked up at me and placed the empty cup on the table,

 

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