King of Corium (Corium University Trilogy 1) - Page 67

“You’re drunk, and I’m… I’m not ready.” I look away shyly, refusing to acknowledge that I’m stark-ass naked, and his rock-hard cock is digging into my thigh.

Laughter fills the room, but it’s a mocking kind. “Did you not hear what I just said?” He growls. The palm of his hand comes down on my breast, the slap vibrates through my body, the sting registering somewhere in my mind. It doesn’t really hurt and is more shocking than anything.

When he grabs my nipple between two fingers and twists it hard, pain follows.

“Stop,” I hiss, and even though there is pain, there is also a small smoldering fire in my belly from the action.

“We both know you don’t want me to stop.” His eyes move down over my body, and he slaps a hand against my thigh. “Open your legs and keep them open while I undo my pants. If you close them, you won’t like what happens.”

The warning is clear: disobey, and you’ll pay the consequences.

I swallow past a knot of fear in my throat. Maybe I can get him to come, and he’ll leave me alone? I spread my legs apprehensively, watching him as he undoes his jeans and shoves them down his muscular thighs.

My heart beats out of my chest, and when his cock comes into view, my throat tightens. The thick mushroom head is an angry purple, and he’s so hard he’s standing at attention between my thighs. I’m not ready for him to take my virginity, even if he says it belongs to him.

“Quinton.” I whimper when he grabs my thighs, his fingers digging into the flesh, and I know there will be bruises there tomorrow.

His hot stare is centered on my pussy, and he lifts his gaze, trailing it all the way up the length of my body. It’s obvious what he is thinking and what he wants.

“Do you need me to gag you, or are you going to shut your mouth?” His mood seems to be getting fouler, and I don’t know how to handle him when he’s like this. This isn’t about control. There is something deeper here, something heartbreaking. Today isn’t about controlling me and getting me to comply. Today is about hurting me and taking whatever he can get.

“Quinton, you said you wouldn’t hurt me.” I try to reason with him, but he shakes his head almost angrily. Pressing me against the bed with his still mostly clothed body, the head of his cock brushes against my entrance. I’m not wet enough for him, and I’m afraid he’s just going to enter me without thinking, so I place my hands on his shoulders and give him a push.

The rageful expression he gives me turns me to ash, and he moves forward, his cock pressing into my entrance. Panic grips me by the throat, and pain spears my lower abdomen. I can’t anticipate what will happen next.

Of all the times Quinton has taken from me, it’s never felt like this. Even in those instances when he was in control, I still felt some form of power. I still felt that I was on the same level as him.

“You promised me one hour and said I could have whatever I wanted and do whatever I wanted. Are you going back on that promise? Because if you do, I’ll take mine back too. I’ll be in the library every day, and I won’t stand in Matteo’s way. Maybe I’ll give him back the key card, and he can come to your room instead of me. Is that what you want?” The anger in his voice makes me pause. He’s piss and vinegar, and I don’t have it in me to fight back against him today.

I twist my head to the side to hide the tears building in my eyes, and I whisper, “No.” The word comes out so soft I’m afraid he can’t even hear me. “I just… I can’t do this tonight. Please, Quinton, please.”

As soon as I turn to face him, the tears fall, the wet drops slide down my cheeks in unison. I hate allowing him to see me this broken, but maybe that’s what he needs. Maybe knowing his toy is broken will stop him from continuing forward tonight.

His beautiful lips curl with disgust, and he pulls away, running a hand through his silky black hair. I can see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Feel his pain, and I wonder what happened today to make him this way?

He turns away from me and slams his fist into the brick wall beside the bed. The wall doesn’t give, and Quinton pulls his hand away with a grimace. I sit up, ready to come to his aid, but choose not to when he turns on me.

With a snarl, he grabs me by the arm and pushes me down to my knees on the floor. The sudden movement makes me dizzy.

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