Chapter 7

Bella’s pov 

*Knock, knock.*

The knock came again, hard and persistent, and for a moment a temporary chill of relief rushed down my spine before the tension and fear resurfaced as realization dawned on me.

If I escaped Kane now, I wouldn’t be able to get out of here, and whoever was behind the door might see me.

Panic rushed through me. I pushed myself in an attempt to stand but ended up back on the bed.

“What are you doing?” I moaned against the mattress when his finger movements became increasingly fast and rough.

Was he insane or just naturally dumb? How could he still be fucking me while they knocked on his door? It could be Lisa or Melissa, for crying out loud.

“Please… stop!” I begged, desperately wanting an out, but he’d rather watch me break than free me.

“What the fuck are you to me?” he growled.

“Kane? Are you in there?” Lisa called out.

But Kane was nowhere close to answering as he kept moving his finger inside me. My stomach curled, the chill of being finger-fucked and the fear of being caught mixed together. My toes coiled in response, knees weakening.

I bit my lips, waiting for the intense explosion of pleasure. A sharp slap echoed in the room; pain surged through my body as I met my orgasm.

I bit hard on the mattress to muffle my cry. Lisa couldn’t hear me moaning like a slut, pinned on the bed while her boyfriend’s fingers tasted my pussy, curling against my walls.

“You are one fucking defiant.” He growled, grabbed the back of my neck roughly and pulled me up.

“I’m going to show you exactly what I do to bitches like you.”

He led me into the bathroom and shut the door behind us. He gave me no time to settle from the previous orgasm as he slammed me against the wall of the bathroom, and in the next second he was entering me.

I could hardly register how things went and how he got rid of his pants. He pulled out all the way to the tip only to slam back in with so much force that left me trembling, legs weakened at the impact.

A sharp moan escaped my lips, but I quickly bit down on my lower lip in fear of making too much sound. I could feel my pussy walls stretched at his length, and every time he slammed back in, my senses went dark.

“Ah… mm,” I moaned as he pounded deeper into my core.

My brain screamed for me to run, do anything to save myself from his clutches, but as if my ass had a brain of its own, it pushed backwards, meeting his every thrust.

I’d give this to him—he’s a damn good fucker. He doesn’t need to outdo himself to prove that.

“Bounce that ass for me.” He said, and I did exactly as he commanded.

“Take my fucking dick like a damn good slut.” His left hand shot out to my neck as he grabbed it and pulled my head backwards. His lips hovered an inch above my earlobe while his right hand spread out my ass, giving him enough access to drive his dick deeper.

“I’m a slut, say it.” He commanded.

When I tried to resist, his palm came hard against my ass and I whimpered in pleasure and helplessness.

“I… I’m… a slut.” I breathed out, tasting every word as the meaning churned deep inside of me.

I’d never been this embarrassed in my entire life, because even though I hated what he made me say, my body responded exactly like what a slut would.

“I’m your fuckin’ slut!” He pressed.

“I’m your fuckin’ slut.” I said, and he groaned in response.

“Say it using my name.” He instructed. When I didn’t say it, two sharp slaps echoed against my skin and I cried out at the shivers they sent down my spine.

At this rate, I was sure Lisa must have entered the room and would probably be listening to everything he was making me say.

“Say it before I make you regret everything.” He warned, and I quickly complied.

“I’m Kane’s fucking slut.” I closed my eyes; tears rolled down my face as those words rolled off my lips.

“Good.” He muttered, “but not satisfying enough.”

“Add your name. Say what you are to me.”

I bit my lips and mumbled inaudibly, hoping he wasn’t paying attention. He pulled all the way out only to slam back in with a force that could shatter the wall in front of me.

Both his hands rested on my shoulders as he drove his dick all the way in and out and in with brutal force.

“You are going to fucking say it as I fuck the resistance out of you while I’m being nice.”

I didn’t hesitate to comply as I echoed the words on repeat.

“Bella is Kane’s fuckin’ slut.”

He fucked me like a slut, like something he’d craved and finally got. He fucked me like I’d disappear if he didn’t; he fucked me so well that I felt my pussy hurting at the impact, yet still dripping for more.

I felt my toes coil for the second time, my lower belly twisted as I felt my second orgasm closer.

“Ah… I… I’m coming again,” I cried out.

“Yes, Bella, cum again… let’s fucking cum together.” He groaned, his thrusts deepening as he chased his release.

“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight…” he groaned. “I love how tightly it grips me, hungry for my delicious cum.” He thrust one more time and I felt his warm liquid pour inside me as I met my orgasm.

My legs trembled, but I didn’t fall thanks to his firm grip on my waist.

He let out a long groan as he pulled out of me; warm liquid rolled down my inner thighs as he withdrew.

“Such a tight cunt… gotta be satisfying to fuck that again.” He spanked my ass as he let go of me.

My legs were still too weak to keep me standing; I slid to the floor, too broken from pleasure to stand.

I watched him turn the shower on and rinse himself before he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to the door. But before he opened it, he turned to me and said,

“Stay quiet if you don’t want to be caught in the bathroom of your sister’s man with my cum sliding down your thighs.” His tone held a certain level of mockery, eyes glittering with victory as he carried himself out of the room.

It didn’t take long before I heard Lisa’s voice, loud. She’d entered the room.

“What took you so long? I almost thought you weren’t in… I’ve been knocking for God knows how long.” I heard her complain.

“I was in the shower, as you can see.” Kane’s voice was calm, very calm and composed, like he wasn’t the one who had just fucked me into stupor.

“I see…” Lisa muttered.

I tried to push myself to my feet but ended up falling. Shit, I’m so done.

“Still not done showering?” Lisa’s voice rang out; only then did I realize the shower was still running. “Should I help you get done?” Her voice had dimmed into something low and seductive.

I could imagine Lisa in her night shorts and small strap top, nipples printing against the light fabric of her nightwear as she spoke, with the hope of turning Kane on.

“I’ve got work to handle. I’m afraid it will only get me more tired than normal.” Kane said, and my eyes widened.

Did he just reject Lisa’s advances to make him feel good? But he had literally forced me into having sex with him? Insane… he is most definitely insane.

“Too bad.” Lisa’s voice fell before it came back sharp and normal. “Here’s your coffee…. It’s probably cold now considering how long I’ve been standing at the door… but I hope you like it?”

Steps echoed; the door creaked. Lisa was probably leaving.

“Have a wonderful time working, and good night.”

I waited to hear Kane’s response, but nothing came. The door shut closed. He didn’t bother wishing her good night.

Seconds went by. I waited. Then the bathroom door pushed open, and there he stood, tall and imposing as he stared back at me, still on the floor.

“She’s gone.” He informed me. “You can leave now.”

I completely ignored him, still on the floor.

A smirk tugged at his face. “Unless you want me to fuck you again for the second time.” His eyes sparkled with excitement.

I stared at him in disbelief. Was he being serious right now?

I forced myself off the floor. “You’d rather fuck me for the second time than fuck your girlfriend? That’s ridiculous.”

I thought it was, until his next response left me stunned to the core.

“It’s more fun fucking you than fucking her.” He said it like it meant nothing.

I shook my head. I couldn’t let myself be wrapped around his nasty, forbidden words. Clearly he had no conscience; this was all more fun to him than it was to me.

“Whatever!” I walked past him, headed for the door, when he said,

“Good night, Bella. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

I threw him a hard glare, opened the door and left the room.

Kane was insane… else he wouldn’t happily wish me good night and wish to see me tomorrow when his girlfriend wished him good night and he barely gave a reply.

I froze in my tracks, my heart thudding loud in my chest as I watched Lisa standing in front of me, arms wrapped over her chest as she stared back at me with that gaze that said she knew everything.

“L-Lisa…” I muttered, unsure if calling her name was the best idea.