Chapter5

#Chapter5

Ares-

/"You’re screwed./"

I let a malicious smile curve up my lips. Sinking into her warmth, I hold her hourglass body captive between me and the mattress, I can hear her heart pounding into her throat, the throat that was currently occupied by my fingers, ones that were going to remind her exactly what mistake she had made.

/"Please./"

She begged, pleaded, but it made me even more excited, more motivated to haunt her the way she did me for that two centuries.

/"What a pity, your delicate, flawless skin will be black and blue by the time I’m done with you little girl./"

I could see the terror within the silver of her orbs. She was truly breathtaking and a part of me wanted to stop everything and hold her in my arms, to show her real affection, real love but all I could see when I stared into the maze of her eyes was the reflection of my broken self and it angered me, I refused to be broken. Her existence had taunted for too long, too long, taking away what little bit of sanity I had left and now, she had dared stumble into my world and expect me to give her my mercy.

Letting go of her throat, I watched her gasp for air as her lungs searched for what I had deprived of her. I moved off the bed, never taking my hungry eyes off of her, she was truly beautiful to look at, breathtaking. My eyes fell onto the bottom part of her body and her exposed nudity only added to the urge of taking her and making her mine fully.

/"Let’s play a little game, my beloved Aphrodite./"

I could see the fear that had smeared across her features turn into worry as she waited, waiting for me to open up my sick mind to her.

/"I count to ten, you start running. If you manage to escape I’ll leave you be but if I catch you, if I get my hands on you, I’ll release my two centuries worth of pent up wrath on your soul./"

A smile curved up the corners of my lips as dread cornered hers. Hesitating, she stood up, wrapping the bed sheet around her nude lower body and stared at me.

/"1…/"

I counted, urging her to run and she did just that, bolting into a sprint, she ran out the room, vanishing out of sight. She could only get so far before she realised that my men were all over the castle. I’d instructed them not to touch her, not until I told them to.

Reaching 10, I headed out of the room, not running, I didn’t need to, she had nowhere to go. I just enjoyed the chase. I’d been chasing after her for too long not knowing if I’d ever find her and now, now I knew I’d catch her.

A smirk plastered across my face, I walked down the large set of stairs that were covered in gold carpet, making my way towards the exit of the castle, I knew I’d find her there, knowing she’d go exactly there to escape, except, the doors were locked. She was trapped.

As I’d thought, there she was, pulling on the door, banging on it, hoping to find her escape there but to her dismay, she would and could never escape me.

Feeling my presence behind her, she turned around slowly, her fear struck eyes holding my gaze.

/"Game over./"

My voice low and threatening, I could see defeat in the ocean in her eyes, she was trembling. I liked the fear I held over her, it excited me to the bone.

/"Please, let’s talk this out./"

She tried again, the more she pleaded, the more I wanted to destroy her willpower to survive me. Inhaling my desires and exhaling my craving, I stepped closer to her and as soon as I did so, she ran. With everything that she had, she ran.

I watched her bolt down the stairs, she had unknowingly just ran to the hell I had prepared for her. The dungeon. I had kept this dungeon ready for whenever I had got my hands on my mate. I had readied it to punish her once I had her and now, she had went down there within her own accord, of course, she didn’t know where exactly she was running to, just as long as it wasn’t me.

Nodding at my men, I walked down the stairs, four of my guys following suit. They accompanied me down to the dungeon where I found my little damsel in distress in utter shock from what she had just found down in the dungeon. I could see it in her face that she was thinking the worst of the worst and rightfully so, the worst of the worst was soon to come her way.

/"What…/"

She gasped, clutching her chest, she tried so desperately to keep her heart intact. But only I knew just how much I was about to tear it apart.

Looking towards my men, they caught my signal to grab her, as they did, she tried to fight them, kicking and screaming for dear life, though her attempts were futile. They picked her up and lay her down on a table in the centre of the dungeon. Each man held one of her limbs so she stayed still, so she didn’t escape.

Slowly making my way towards her, I took off my shirt, revealing my godlike body to her needy eyes. I knew I was impressing her, she had saw my body before, back when she had saved me, though now, I was much more impressive to look at and now, instead of saving her, I’d be her undoing.

/"Whatever this is, whatever you’re about to do, please stop, please just think about it, I’m so sorry for rejecting you, I’m so sorry, please!/"

She begged, oh how much I loved hearing her beg for my mercy, oh how much it soothed the fire in my wrath. But unlucky for her, I had no mercy to give. Instead, I yanked off the sheet from her, exposing her lower body to me again before tearing off her bikini top. My men kept their eyes off of her as I’d instructed them, I didn’t want them to see what was mine. So they held her down with their eyes on anything but on her.

Satisfied, I studied the body I was soon to ravage. There was so much torture I wanted to inflict on her, so much pain and pleasure but that would all have to wait, right now, right now I just wanted to take what was rightfully mine. I’d spent centuries waiting for this, I’d earned it.

Unbuckling my belt and taking it off and wrapping it around my hand, I let my pants and boxers fall to the floor, exposing myself to her innocent eyes. I knew she was a virgin, I could smell it. I could sense it. She’d waited for me, had she not, I would’ve killed her.

Leaning in, I wrapped the belt around her throat, pulling on the ends to watch her gasp for air as I spat on my hand and slowly rubbed on my large and stood at attention manhood. I know she wanted to beg, she wanted to keep begging but her words were cut short by the tight hold of the belt around her thin delicate throat, I yanked on the belt, tightening it as I groaned, rubbing the tip of my length against her inner thighs.

She was sinking into the depths of hell as I indulged in the heaven I had laid out before me. I clenched my teeth as my manhood came into contact with her entrance, slowly rubbing it against her, I could already feel she was stimulated, though she might be hating every moment of this, the inner bond between us made her get pleasure from it no matter how much she fought it.

Leaning over her and making sure she was looking straight into the desire in my eyes, without a warning, I pressed myself all the way into her, earning myself a loud scream that escaped her throat. I was impressed, she had managed to scream with the belt suffocating her throat, I was also motivated to hear more of her screams so I thrusted, I thrusted hard, tearing into her walls, listening to the sound of her screams as they fuelled my veins with ecstasy.

She fought, she tried to get away as my men held her in place, the more she screamed, the harder I thrusted, the faster. Letting out my anger and frustration out onto her tight walls, I knew I was ripping her apart, I knew she was in pain and my thoughts were confirmed as soon as I looked down and saw all the blood in between her thighs, fuck, it made me want her even more. It made me all the more hungry. Hungry for her.

Groaning out my pleasure, I watched the tears escape her eyes as they rolled down her cheeks, she had stopped fighting, stopped struggling, she was now just limp, letting me do as I wished to her, not that she had a choice. I did want to pleasure her too but not now, not today, today I would take back what she had deprived me off for two centuries, today I would take her.

Pounding into her walls more aggressively, I could feel my veins about to explode as I put all of my strength into ripping her apart and I did just that as she lay there crying. The more tears she shed, the closer I got to releasing my anger inside her.

One more tear,

One more thrust,

And there I was, exploding inside her, releasing all of me into her.

Letting go of the belt around her throat, I signalled my men to leave the dungeon as I pulled out of her.

She stayed still, laying there lifeless and bleeding, oh she was bleeding a lot. Good. She needed to feel the pain. The suffering she’d inflicted upon me.

Stroking her hair, I leaned in and kissed her beautiful plump lips as I whispered,

/"I’ve had my torture, now it is your turn./"