He pulled her hair, raising her head to look at him. Those mad, obssessive eyes, staring at her, hungry, thirsty, staring at him with her pretty red eyes. He pushed her on the bed, staring at her as she laid there. "Be good for me. Open, your legs." She bit her lips, nodding, slowly opening her legs, with strings of wetness between her thighs. She watched his hungry eyes, staring coldly. His hands got a hold of her thighs, his cold ring shivered her skin, grabbing her, bringing her closer to him as he went on top of her. their eyes met, his hand on her lower lips, slowly raising them, making her taste herself, before he himself, tastes his fingers, while still staring at her beautiful shaking eyes. His hand slowly went down. She could hear her own heartbeat as it got louder, she knew. Her body shivered in both excitement and fear. Uncomfortably her hand placed on his chest, panting. "Be gentl-," she spoke with a small shaking voice. But she saw his cold eyes, his golden color brigthened by his possessiveness. She shut her lips. He stared at them, before looking up again. Staring at her for a moment before getting closer to her ear. "I," he spoke. She could feel his tip on her vagina, "will," his voice grew deeper, slowly making his way inside of her. Her eyes widened, her back curved, she held into him like a little frightened little girl, "try," the tip, was finally all inside, slowly came the rest. Her mouth opened wide, screaming with no sound, slowly, feeling it going deeper, her nails roughly scratching the skin of his back, flooding with lines of blood, while also filling her legs. He clutched his teeth raising his head to look at her, the shivering small princess. Her red eyes tearing up, trying to cover her mouth and face from him with her small hand and bloody fingers. He took her hand off, making her look at him, placing her hand on his back. "Mark me, princess." He spoke as he thursted back, then fort, deeper. Her nails penetrated his skin, opening her trembeling lips to scream in pain. His hips kept moving. "Good girl, grab me tight." She held into him harder shaking in his embrace, her legs trembeling. "I will start moving," slowly filling her insides until reaching her inner wall. Painful, it was. She kept grabbing him, shivering in his hands, her legs wrapping around his waist. He started thursting, back and forth, slow, deep, stretching every part of her. While she screamed in pain, he panted. No matter her tears and blank mind, she could still see the golden color of his eyes, hear his heavy breaths. Her hand slowly reached for his face, feeling his skin and lips while he kissed it, held it without stopping his movement. Jumping on her lips, kissing her passionatly. Feelings of both pain and exitement,englobed her mind. Pleasure slowly filled her body, the pain became enjoyable. Her strong moans shook the walls of the room. She started begging for more. She slowly opened her eyes, not remembering when she closed them. She turned around, her whole body in pain, looking for him but he was wasn't in the bed. She struggled to straighten her body, laying her back on the pillow, looking around. There was no signs of blood in the sheets. She looked around, finding him, sitting on top of the rails. His black hair dancing with the soft breeze, staring at the stary nightblue sky with his bright eyes. She felt a warm wind blow in her heart, as her pupils expanded watching her man. Love, she loved him. Weirdly enough she didn't smile, nor react to such a realisition, merely staring at him. She slowly stood up, covering her naked body with the sheets, walking towards him. Slowly, her walk changed, as if she wasn't in pain anymore. She stood in front of the balcony, a few meters away from him. The breeze blew on the sheets covering her, as he turned his head slowly, then his eyes. She leaned her shoulder gently on the wall. Their eyes met. A quiet moment where only the only sounds where that of the windy night. "Did you wait long?" She spoke. "Yeah," he answered. "What are you waiting for then?" Her eyes grew cold. He took a moment. "You, are still in pain." She looked at him for a while, pressing her lips as if she was mad. She walked towards him, stood in front of him. She raised her hand, her fingers slowly running on his face and cheek. "And?" He didn't answer, staring at her with his cold dim eyes. Her fingers ran to his lips, then slowly making him suck her finger. "Good, now let us finish our night." She held his bottom lip. His eyes met hers once again as he held her hand, licking her palm, biting her finger, her wrist. "Oh?" Her eyebrows twitched in confusion. He held her neck with a swift motion, choking her, staring at her coldly as he slowly made her turn her head, kissing her neck, before biting her everywhere, slowly going up her neck, till he reached her ears, licking them gently, before speaking with his breathless voice. "We, are staying in this place, longer than you think." "Y-you mean?" He raised his head, making her look at him as he held her face, opening his beastial teeth. "Do you think I would let you off that easily?" His face grew closer. "I, will keep doing you. Wait until you wake up," he got closer, "then do you again," getting closer, "and again," closer, "and again," with a calm voice as she felt his soft and steady breathing on her lips. His thumb gently held her lower lip. "How long, are you planning on keeping me here?" She asked, her red eyes looking at him, shaking like a little girl's. His thumb forced it's way to her mouth. "Till, I, break, you, my little princess." She took a deep steamy breath, swallowing her saliva. Suddenly she found herself being carried in his arms. Her hands placed on his chest by surprise. Before she could raise her head to look at him, she felt him, inclining his head, slowly placing a kiss on her forehead. She shuddered cutely. He placed his forehead on hers as she clenched her eyes shut. Then slowly opening them, meeting his eyes for a moment. He smiled. "The night is still young. And I, my darling, didn't have enough of you just yet." She was thrilled.