“Marc. You’ll hurt me,” I say hurriedly when he climbs on the bed. “Marc, please.”
“Go ahead, Raven. Use your safe word,” he says in my ear. I don’t want to, so I say nothing. I want this. “That’s what I thought.”
Marc leans into me as I lie flat and covers my mouth. I whimper when I feel his cock press against my ass but that quickly turns into a muffled scream when he goes balls deep with one swiftand punishing thrust. I can’t help but continually screaming as he starts to fuck me harder and harder. He is slamming into me harder than he has before, and real pain radiates through me. His grunts and the way he moans as he kisses and bites my neck helps to relax me.
When I stop screaming, he uncovers my mouth and pulls me up to my knees. I hear a buzzing sound right as he puts the wand he bought me in my hand. I waste no time reaching between my legs and pressing it to my clit.
“Oh fuck,” I moan and push back into him. Marc tightens his grip and pulls out to the tip before slamming into me again. Each time he fills me, I whimper. Those turn to moans and eventually, I’m back to near screams as I get stuck in a loop of the rise and fall of orgasms. Marc’s moans are intoxicating when he pulls me up against his chest and he’s crying out his pleasures in my ear as I match his thrusts to help him fuck me harder. I am shaking so badly that I can’t hold the wand, so he takes over as I turn slightly so I can kiss him.
When he finally peaks and pushes deep, he fills me with his come as he moans and whimpers my name. He brings me down to the bed and I’m completely out of it. I hardly notice him get off the bed or even clean me up. It’s not until he lies down and rolls me to my side that I snap out of my daze.
“I’m sorry,” Marc says softly as he cups my face.
“It’s okay,” I say.
“No, it’s not,” he says. “I actually hurt you but gave you no opportunity to say your word. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I didn’t want you to stop,” I say. “No harm done.”
“Raven,” he says softly.
“Did you make me bleed?” I ask.
“No.”
“Okay then. I’m fine. No harm done,” I smile. “I both deserved and wanted that.”
“Will you please tell me what’s wrong?”
“I’m pregnant,” I say after a moment of silence. He stares at me with a blank look, and I get up.
“Raven, wait. Come here,” Marc says.
“Don’t worry about it, Marc. Seriously,” I say. “I’ll raise it alone. I’m not asking for anything. I thought you would wanna know why this has to end.”
“What? Raven… why would you think you are raising our child alone?” he asks.
“I don’t know, Marc. Maybe because I want to be treated like more than just your whore,” I snap. “I don’t want my child questioning why Daddy doesn’t love Mommy. I refuse to be my mother.”
“Raven, baby. You can be my whore and me still love you,” he says. Instead of slowing down to try and understand what he means, I explode.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I scream at him. “Get out!”
“Ravy, you’re not understanding…”
“Go,” I scream. “Get the fuck out!”
“Baby…”
“Go! Just get the fuck out! Get out! Get out!” I scream so loud that my voice breaks and I start crying.
He puts his hands up as if to surrender and leaves the bedroom. I slam the door and put on my robe before moving to the corner to sit. I pull my knees to my chest and rest my forehead on my knees as I sob.
I’m so fucking scared to do this alone. I don’t want to do this alone. I want Marc but he doesn’t want me. Did he ever? Was I just a warm body? My thoughts spiral deeper and deeper into chaos by the time I feel a hand my shoulder. I recoil, but it doesn’t go away.
“Raven, baby. It’s me,” Sable says softly. I immediately pull her into a hug and fall deeper into my sobs as she holds me and rubs my back. ”Shhh. You’re okay. Just breathe.”
“I fucked up, Sable. I was spiraling and I fucked up,” I say tearfully. She pulls back and cups my face.