Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
I cap the lipstick and feel around the countertop until I find my purse. I stuff it inside when I hear footsteps behind me.
“I know it’s you,” I tell him. “I can smell you. You always smell good.”
I feel his body against my back. He pushes his fingers through my hair, then wraps it around his fist and starts dragging me backward. I struggle to stay on my feet when he throws me into a stall and locks it behind him.
“Someone is going to come in,” I tell him as he rips my jeans down my legs.
“I fucking hate these things.”
“I love them; you bought them for me.”
“When we go out, you need to wear something that makes it easier for me to get inside you,” Luca says. He takes his cock out, turns me around and pushes me down toward the toilet. With my ass in the air, I grab the sides of the seat and his fingers dig into my hips as he thrusts into me.
“Fuck!”
“You can’t say shit like that to me in public unless you want to get fucked,” he growls. He fucks me hard and fast, the sound of his skin hitting mine when he slams into me and my cries echoing through the space. “You can’t walk away from me and leave me hard like that ”
“Oh my god!” I scream.
“Say you’re sorry.”
“I’m sorry! Fuck!”
“I need more of your pussy on my dick,” he groans. He releases my hips, and I feel his hands in my hair again. He grabs a handful of my hair at the scalp in both of his hands, pulling my head back and forcing me to arch my back more while he slams into me.
And it hurts, but it’s a delicious hurt. His cock hits me just right, and pleasure builds in my lower gut while he manhandles me. I feel him so deep inside me that I literally shudder. Goosebumps run over my body, and tears leak from the corners of my eyes as he thrusts into me over and over again. I don’t even care when I hear voices and the lights flick on, then quickly turn back off; whoever it was apparently decides to retreat from the bathroom once they hear us and realize what’s happening.
One of the hands in my hair releases its hold, moves to the small of my back, and pushes down hard, making me arch in an unnatural way.
“Luca!” I scream, gritting my teeth. “Fuck!”
But his dick feels so goodhurts so goodthat I’m almost sobbing when I come around him.
“Oh, fuck, Teagan,” he rasps. “You feel so good soaking and squeezing my dick. Such a good fucking girl for me.”
“Luca oh my god ”
When I feel like I can’t take it anymore, his thrusts become shorter, quicker bursts. He groans loudly, then buries himself deep, deep inside me and fills me with cum.
I stand up and lean against the stall wall when he’s finished. Luca reaches down and pulls my underwear up my legs.
“Don’t clean it up,” he says, his tone soft and gentle. Then, he does the same with my jeans. “I want to see it when we get back to the hotel.” He kisses me lightly on the lips. “Then, I’m going to fuck you again however you want, and I’ll clean you up in the shower. Okay, baby?”
I nod, still breathless. “Yeah. Okay.”
He trails kisses up my jawbone and says into my ear, “I love you, Teagan.”
Oh, shit. This again. His drug of choice, as Declan said.
“Luca, don’t,” I say. “Don’t do that.”
“Why not?”
I place my hands on his face and look up at him. “You don’t know me.”
He shakes his head. “That’s not true.”
“Declan said that you don’t know how to love someonethat you’re incapable of it. You’re just confused.”
“He said that?”
I swallow hard and nod.
Luca runs his hand through his hair and sighs. “Well, he’s wrong,” he says. “Is wanting love really that bad? Wanting to take care of someone, and have them take care of you, too? Wanting someone to need you?”
“It’s okay,” I tell him. “I don’tI don’t need you to love me. I’m fine without it.”
“I’ll prove it to you,” he says.
I smile sadly, unsure of what to say. “Okay.”
It’s pouring when we leave the restaurant. We get into the back of a taxi, and I slide all the way over under his arm.
“Don’t leave me, Teagan,” he says again. “If you stay with us, we’ll take care of you. We’ll be your family. You can have whatever you want. You can do whatever you want.”
“Whatever I want? What about Declan’s rules?”
“Mmm you’ll have to follow those. But they’re just to keep us safe, to take care of us. You’ll like ithaving someone taking care of youonce you get used to it.”
I rest my head against his shoulder and take his hand, lacing his fingers with mine.
“Okay,” I tell him. “I’ll stay.”
Just for a little while.
When we get back to the hotel, we fuck, and then he cleans me and holds me. He tells me things that can’t possibly be true; he bites my tit hard enough that I bleed and drinks from it, and a dark purple bruise forms around the teeth marks.
He gives me a knife and tells me I can cut him anywhere, and I drag it down his sternum before cutting him just below his waistline. I lick it and drink from it until his cock is hard again, and then I sink my pussy onto him, kissing him, letting him bite my lip again and letting our blood mix together on our lips.
I don’t think about the rest of itthe bodies, the logistics, or the fact that my sudden attachment to Luca doesn’t make sense and can’t possibly be healthy.
And if I don’t think about how wrong it is, none of it can make me feel any less human.
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It’s late morning when Luca wakes me. I roll onto my back and face him.
“Hey,” he says. “I’m going to the gym for a while, and then we have to go down to the venue for a bit. I probably won’t see you until later tonight. But everyone else is staying on this floor. And I put their numbers in your phone.”
But how did he
He unlocked it with my face while I was sleeping. I decide not to address it.
“Okay,” I tell him. “My head hurts. I need coffee.”
“Order whatever you want.”
“I’ll probably just go downstairs. I don’t think I can wait.”
“Okay,” he says. He kisses me on the lips. “I’ll see you later, Teagan.”
“Bye.”
I watch the door close behind him, then pull myself out of bed. I go to the bathroom, pull my hair into a knot on top of my head, slip on a hoodie and some tights, and leave the room.
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