Chapter 38: Freak

I let my lips fall onto hers and let my hand slide up her thigh. My fingertips reached the soft material that lightly draped over her sweet sheath. The thought that she carried pure happiness wherever she went and yet denied me from tasting it made me want to angry fuck her. Touching her soft skin now was radiating so much heat through me that my kisses became rougher. As my lips began to move, I moved her panties aside and gently rubbed my way into her mound. Her flesh was so soft I could feel the restraint in my mind build up again. 

She moved slowly as she began to wake. I pulled my mouth from hers but I continued the slow rhythm my fingers had on her clit. She opened her eyes as if she was still half asleep, but she fully awoke in an instant once she processed what was happening to her. Her hands went to my shoulders as she tried to push me back, but I didn't budge even a little from her attempt. "Kane?! What are you doing?!" Her eyes held fear as she looked into mine, yet she seemed entranced simultaneously. "Your eyes... They're glowing." 

I then climbed onto the bed with her so that I was kneeling between her legs as I moved my fingers in tight circles around her clit. She gasped and breathed heavily as she tried to rip my arm off of her, but failed. "Kane! Stop touching me! Ah! Or at least explain yourself!" I could barely hear her from the horniness encasing my mind. The sound of her gasps and moans excited me, and I wanted to hear more of them. 'Make her yours,' the fifth voice said deeply. I could feel every little bit of his impatience, which translated into my own. I leaned down close to Molly and slid my other hand behind her neck. 

I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head to the side so I could kiss her neck. Molly gripped my shoulders as she tried to push me away. Even as she told me that she didn't want me to touch her, she arched her back and moaned as if she hadn't experienced pleasure before. At least as a gift from someone else. I stopped kissing her neck for a moment so I could run my tongue up her ear. Her entire body buckled against me and my fingers moistened as they continued to swirl her velvet entrance. "Liar," I growled.

She gasped again and began to tremble once I increased my pace. "Why are you doing this?" She asked. She grabbed at me, looking for something to hold onto as I violated her and it drove me wild. "Because I love you," I exhaled as I pressed my cheek against hers. "I want you more than anything." I clenched my teeth and felt her shaking body underneath me become warmer with every touch. She spoke fearfully as she finally grabbed hold of my biceps. "You're insane..." I would've taken offense if she wasn't being the cutest I've ever seen her. 

I then halted my fingers' movement and smiled as I felt her begin to hump them as if asking for more. "Well, it seems you're just as crazy as I am," I laughed as I pulled away from her neck. She gave me that stubborn look she always had on, but this time it was filled with lust. "What have you done to me?" I gave her a smirk. "It's called getting turned on. Something people in a healthy relationship can do to one another." Her grip on me tightened and she forced herself to show anger on her face. "I am not turned on! You're assaulting me! You think I'm into that?!" 

I pulled my fingers out from her folds and took a thick string from her soaking cunt with me as I brought them to my mouth. I licked my fingers clean as I looked at her and saw that her face had turned bright red as she watched. "Either that... Or I'm just that good." She glared at me through her blush but couldn't come up with something else to say. I took the opportunity to slip my hand up her shirt and cup her breast. She gasped and grabbed my wrist as if she was planning on stopping me, but a shiver of delight ran through her when I gently squeezed. 

I didn't think her skin could get any softer, but now I was proven wrong. Within one swoop, I pulled off her shirt and her silky breasts bounced free. Without hesitation, I engulfed one into my mouth and played with her perfectly pink nipple with my tongue. She protested and struggled fiercely, but there was no stopping me. Before I knew it, I had stripped her naked and had my hands running all over her as if I were starving. The voice told me what he wanted me to do to her and I followed his command, enjoying every second of it as my mind blurred with insanity.

I pulled away once to strip myself from the rest of the clothing I was wearing before pressing our warm naked bodies together again. She felt the pulsing from the hardest boner I've had against her wet sheath and wrapped her arms around my neck. The moment before she spoke, I felt a small amount of my senses return to me, telling me that I deserved to rot in a jail cell from the horrid things I was putting this woman through. "Kane," she whispered as I kissed her cheek. "I'm stupid for moving in with you. But right now I don't care," she breathed, almost helplessly. 

Every bit of her body language was begging me to take her, and I couldn't tell if I was just seeing things from the fogginess in my head. Either way, the voice wasn't going to let me back down. 'Her body is yours. Take it.' The hold the voice had on me became more powerful and I pushed myself inside her. She moaned and I inhaled sharply at the feeling of her flesh hugging me tightly. She dug her fingernails into my back and I gripped her hips to keep her from struggling. I began to move slowly and pulled her closer to wrap her legs around my waist. She no longer fought me. She only held on to me as she trembled. 

It wasn't long before she loosened up for me and I was able to move freely in and out of her. My pace became rougher and her cute cries only fueled my aggression. I grunted deeply in her ear with each thrust, and she spread her legs wider for me. The pleasure I felt from being inside Molly alone was enough to drive me to madness, I didn't know how I hadn't gone full-on lunatic yet. Or maybe I had. I couldn't tell.

Molly's body could barely take mine and she screamed as I pummeled her. "Oh! Who are you?! You're so different! Why are you so different?!" I could barely answer her because of how distracted I was. "The voice. It's making me." She screamed again, but this time her voice was filled with need. "You're fucking crazy! And I love it! I hate how much I love it! Keep fucking me just like that, you goddamn schizo!"