First Night [6]

 Author's POV 

As soon as her eyes opened, her whole body froze in fear, meeting grey ones. His gaze pierced into her with an intensity that made her heart drop to her stomach. 

Vincent was hovering over her.

Before she could respond or do anything, he captured her lips in a raw kiss. His lips moved against hers harshly, stealing the breath from her lungs. He devoured her with an intensity as if he wanted to consume her whole, making her lose all sense.

His tongue pushed deep into her mouth with urgency. He kissed her as his life depended on it.

When he finally pulled away, Aria took deep breaths, gasping for air, her chest rising and falling. The sensations were overwhelming; her body trembled.

His hand moved suddenly, and with a forceful tug, he tore her dress into shreds. A scream tore from Aria’s lips as her hands moved to protect herself. She was left in her bra, her eyes filling with moisture.

He lowered himself, his hand moving under her back as his cold body touched her bare skin. Aria tried to pull away from him, but he trapped her body between his legs, completely restraining her.

His fingers brushed against her bra hooks, making her heart skip a beat. She desperately shook her body to get away, but she couldn’t move even an inch.

His fingers tried to undo it, but unable to unhook it, he ripped it off harshly and threw it to the floor before she could stop him. She was left bare and half-naked.

Instinctively, she tried to cover herself with her hands, but she met the gaze of a predator, silently commanding her to lower them.

She hesitated. She didn’t want to do this, but he was ruthless.

His rough hands gripped both her wrists, pinning them tightly beside her head. His gaze landed on her breasts, and he swallowed hard looking at them.

Hungrily, he shoved his face into her breasts. At the force, a broken whisper left her lips.

His teeth sank into her soft flesh, biting and sucking as his tongue swirled around her nipple.

Aria cried out, her body arching under his mouth, her lips parted as she took deep breaths, overwhelmed by the waves of sensation.

His hand moved lower, palming her clothed core as a guttural groan left him. He rubbed her through the fabric, heating it up.

She struggled, desperately trying to free herself from his tight grip. His hold tightened, forcing a choked cry from her lips.

His kisses were brutal, raining down on her stomach a mix of sucking and vicious bites as he moved lower and lower. His movements were relentless. With a harsh

Pull, a tearing sound rang through the room as he tore her remaining garment.

The sound echoed in the thick silence. Her eyes snapped open, tears streaming down her face.

“Please stop,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with fear.

But he ignored her.

A shiver ran through her body, erupting in goosebumps, when he grabbed her thighs and spread her legs.

Her lower part was visible to him, exposing her to his hungry gaze, making her squeeze her eyes in embarrassment.

She doesn't want to see anything. A tear ran down from her closed eyes rolling down in her hairline.

She tries to convince herself to let him do what he wants. She agreed to this on her own, no one forced this on her.

A scream tore from her throat as he inserted his finger inside her.

"Ahh!"

More tears made their way as it stung. She tried to take deep breaths, but she couldn't; her breaths are shaky, and she has no experience in this. It was her first time.

He started to move his finger slowly inside her, loosening her and making her wet, preparing her to take him. At every move, Aria whispers in pain.

After some time, he pulled his hand back from her wet core.

His gaze landed on her nude self, taking trembling breaths, her body was shaking as a fish pulled out of water, eyes closed tight. His face was hard, but his eyes showed so many emotions.

His grip on her hand loosens without moving his gaze from her necked body, his hand moves to his shirt, unbuttoning it, he gets rid of his clothes, standing completely naked in front of her.

But her eyes are not open to see, they are closed tightly accepting everything silently, that was about to happen.

He hovered over her naked body, his hot breath touching her skin. In the silent room, the only voice was their breathing ringing in the wall of the room as her trembling hand gripped the bedsheet tightly in her sweaty hand.

"Open your eyes, Brown.” His voice rang in a low growl, brushed against her ear.

A shiver ran through her body at his words, at first her heart refused to open her eyes And see herself in the position that will haunt her for her whole life.

After battling with herself, she slowly opened her eyes, her soft brown eyes meeting his grey ones.

There was something in his eyes, something she couldn't understand, but it was triffying her to her core, making her legs try to close automatically, but his hand grips it tightly, setting them in their place.

A cry escaped her lips at the thought of what was about to happen as it struck her heart.

She flinched hard as he rubbed his hardness on her wet core, making her body tighten in fear. She didn't see it, but she could tell he was big; it was obvious from his body size.

She screamed at the top of her lungs when he slammed his length inside her with one thrust.

"Brown."He moaned, his voice filled with hunger and lust.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"STOP!" she screamed.

"I can't... Please... It's hurting," she cried out desperately trying to get away from him, but wasn't able to do it, her nails digging into his flesh, bringing blood out, her teeth sinking into his shoulder.

His face lowered, his lips touched her skin, his warm lips brushed on her cold ones. He showered kisses all over her face.

She struggled and tried to clench her things but he stopped her attempt by moving his hand between them.

He gave her a few seconds to adjust to his length and started thrusting inside her.

She screamed with every thrust. As the moments passed, his passion increased, and soon he was fucking her like a wild animal.

She screamed and cried until the pain turned into pleasure.

She knew the first time could be painful but never imagined it could hurt like this. She stopped screaming but couldn't stop herself from sobbing.

His hot breath mocked her wet cheeks. His nails dug into her thighs. Her sweaty body was completely under his mercy, and he wasn't showing any of it. 

He went too rough on her, as he hated her.

She was drowning in a sea of pain, not just physical but emotional. With each thrust, her heart clenched, as if a fist was squeezing the life out of her heart. 

She feels herself getting lost in the Storm of emotions, as she gets shattered into pieces, lying on the floor, and every piece hurts more than the last one.

Yet, she tried to convince herself that she had come here willingly for money, for her mother.

Before she knew it, she came beneath him. 

Moaning, she ran her claws down his back, breaking his skin, he growled in reaction.

He came shortly after it, but that didn't mark the end of their night.