LEAVES

I’m sitting on the sofa.

“Stop sulking.”

I snorted.

Caleb grabbed my jaw.

“You’re no better!”

I spat in his face.

Caleb cursed and, in a rage, slammed the phone into the wall.

The tablet flew after it.

The figurines.

Everything that had been on the side table.

I sat there without moving.

“What a terrible, stubborn temper you have.”

“You’re insane.”

Caleb turned, his eyes flashing.

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, really!” I spat at him again.

Caleb cursed.

And forced me down onto the bed.

I started twisting away.

“Get off me!”

But Caleb pinned me hard against the bed.

And bit me.

I cried out in pain.

“Get off me, get off me, get off me!”

Caleb tore my top open,

freeing my breasts,

and started kissing them.

I arched my body, trying to break free.

“Don’t you touch me.”

Caleb lifted his eyes.

“And what are you going to do about it, baby?”

Aaaah — rage exploded inside me.

And I hit him in the ribs with my knee.

Caleb grabbed his stomach and cursed again.

He wiped his mouth.

I smirked.

“Asshole!”

Caleb got amused.

His mouth stretched into a slow, dangerous smile.

“So you think you can handle me, baby?”

“Ha! Easily.”

Caleb tore my skirt.

I bent my knee, trying to kick him again.

“Aaaah… baby.”

Caleb instantly pinned me down.

“Aaaah!”

“Asshole, asshole!”

I couldn’t move.

Damn bastard.

Let me go.

“No way, kitten — not until we make up.”

“Aaaah — you bastard, you bastard, you bastard!”

“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”

He leaned in and kissed me.

My lower abdomen cramped.

Damn it.

Everything in me reacted.

But I was still furious at him.

At his damn behavior.

At his impossible character.

I pretended I didn’t mind.

And the kisses became more intense.

Caleb calmed down slightly.

And for a second loosened his grip.

I bit him immediately, tearing his lip.

Blood came instantly.

Caleb threw his head back.

And the leash snapped completely.

He dropped to his knees, as if ready to submit.

I stood up and started slapping him — one slap after another.

“Bastard.”

“Asshole.”

“What a disgusting, vile character you have.”

“You… you… you are just not worthy of me, you bastard.”

“You are not worthy of touching me.”

Caleb lifted his eyes.

“Had enough?”

I froze at his boldness.

“Ah you! You… you… you!”

“Aaaaah, you bastard, you bastard!”

Caleb flashed a white, dangerous smile.

And knocked me down, pressing me onto the bed.

He pulled my underwear off with force.

I lay there with a blank face.

Caleb grabbed my throat.

I frowned.

He forced my legs apart.

And came down over me.

I cried out.

“Bastard!”

He kissed me.

Tears ran down my face.

“Monster…”

Caleb kept moving inside me but his pace grew slower, gentler, more controlled.

He kissed me again.

And I started to melt.

His movements became precise, almost meditative.

He kissed me again.

“Sorry,” he said.

I kissed him back.

Caleb buried his face in my hair.

He let out a low growl, gripping and squeezing my thighs.

I started to moan, breathless under his intensity.

His thrusts were fierce and rough.

A dominant, rough, raw, primal impulse tore through his entire being.

Animal.

Not refined masculinity.

Then suddenly he froze.

I stopped breathing.

“I love you, kitten.”

Tears fell again.

He cupped my face and kissed me.

His tenderness made my whole body tighten.

“Crazy… insane… wild…”

“You’re sick, Caleb,” I whispered.

He buried his face in my hair again.

And he kept thrusting into me.

I lost count of my orgasms.

I arched again, dying from pleasure.

Caleb pulled away, and I saw his tears.

My breath caught.

No matter how angry I was with him,

the pain of this monster echoed inside me like a nail driven deep.

Like a knife cut.

Like a poisonous, burning ache.

Everything stopped making sense.

I didn’t want to breathe.

To live.

To exist if he was sad.

If he was in pain.

I cried.

Caleb looked into my eyes.

“Do you love me?”

I nodded.

Caleb kissed me.

And he suddenly increased his pace.

“Oh my God… oh my God… Caleb, slower, slower…”

“Oh my God… oh my God…”

“F…”

“Oh my God…”

“Oh my God…”

“Oh my God…”

“God…”

I arched, and Caleb came right after me.

I wanted to get up, but he was a madman.

An animal.

A lion in a human body.

He had already passed out.

Just fell asleep right on top of me.

I laughed.

You never get bored with this guy.

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