I flung open the door to my dorm and slammed it closed. I just stood there not doing anything. Just stood there like I was paralyzed. My body numb.

Soon enough Mattheo stormed into the room. He saw me standing towards the door. I looked up at him, He was drenched,

Like he had been outside in the storm. Little drops of water were falling from the ends of his hair. His wet suit clung to his body, defining every single muscle.

"Why are you drenched?" I asked pointing at him.

"None of your business. Now, what is your business is the fact that you almost disobeyed me down there."

"Disobeyed you? Well how about you tell me what the fuck just happened"

"Nothing happened."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I asked in disbelief.

"Watch your mouth"

"Make me."

He looked over at me from his bedside, His gaze falling dark as he clenched his fist.

I stood on my side, crossing my arms over my chest, Thinking that I had won. That I had finally made him shut up. Boy was I wrong.

He stomped over to me and held me by the shoulders before pushing me into the wall.

I whimpered for a second and closed my eyes shut. He let go of my shoulder and grabbed my chin, Forcing my face to be towards his.

"Look at me." He said calmly like he was trying to hold his nerve.

I didn't oblige. I wasn't some puppet of his that he could just control.

"LOOK AT ME.," he said again, this time tightening his grip even further.

A soft cry left my lips as I slowly opened my eyes. I was met with his dark orbs swimming with anger and desire.

His hair falling on his face which was accentuated by the ethereal glow in the room.

He looked like the devil. The most beautiful devil in the world, And I was drawn to him.

His eyes flicked from my lips to my eyes multiple times before he said,

"You know that I could kill you right now?"

"But you won't."

I said before bridging the gap in between us. He stumbled slightly from the unexpected kiss before realizing and taking back control.

He pushed me further into the wall as our tounges battled for dominance. He held my arms in place as he pressed deeper into the kiss.

He found a small gap in my lips and promptly slid his tongue inside, exploring every single inch.

He pulled away before nipping onto my neck. He sucked and bit in all the sweet spots. Sometimes too harsh, to the point where I yelped.

He pushed away from me for a minute and I whined from the loss of contact.

He put his finger on top of his lips as a signal for me to stay quiet. He moved to his dresser drawer and slowly pulled out something before returning back to me.

I was wearing a plain black slip and shorts underneath.

He hid the thing behind his back as he made his way over. When he got near me again he pulled out the thing and held it to my throat.

It was a knife. A real actual knife. Of course, Mattheo is into such stuff. My eyes widened as he held the blade towards my neck.

He slightly leaned down before whispering,

"You make a single sound, the knife goes deeper. Got it?"

"Got it," I whispered back, barely audible.

A smirk grew on his face as he traced my collarbones with the tip of the knife and I held my breath.

The cold metal was enough to produce goosebumps all over my skin. I shuddered slightly, In an attempt to breathe better.

A 'tsk' sound left his lips, as he pressed the knife ever so slightly, just enough to draw a few drops of blood.

I whined from the slight pain as he looked at me cocking his brow slightly. I immediately went silent as he guided the knife to the straps of my slip.

He slid it under and upwards, and in one swift motion, it had been cut. He repeated the same with the other side before letting the cloth fall, exposing my bare chest.

He slid the knife around the outline of my breasts as I squeezed my eyes closed. My skin was already super cold from the metal and big goosebumps were all over.

A gasp accidentally left my mouth as he slid the knife over my nipple. I quickly put my hand over my mouth but he was too quick.

He pressed deeper and more drops of blood appeared. I let out a silent scream as he tutted at me.

He smeared the blood on the knife as he held the blade flush with the skin on my stomach.

He started to slowly pull the blade down, leaving a small streak of blood on my stomach.

Once he reached the edge of my shorts he pulled the blade away from my body and I let out a sigh of relief.

I opened my eyes to see Mattheo licking the tip of the blade, getting the blood onto his tongue before swallowing while looking me right in my eyes.

This sent a spark through my body, as I squirmed underneath him. Eager for his touch.

"Look at yourself Y/N. How you're practically begging me to touch you. How pathetic." he said to me.

I whined even louder and he tutted even more.

"Beg for it," He said again.

"P-please." I breathed out.

"Please what?" He asked, clearly testing my nerve.

"Seriously? Ugh fine. Please fuck me Mattheo." I said in a low seductive voice while running a hand over his waistband.

He froze as my hand moved to his covered semi-hard dick. His breath hitched as I started palming him ever so slightly.

It took him a few moments before he gripped my wrist tightly and yanked it away from him, pinning it above my head.

"Try to keep that filthy little mouth shut then." He said before holding my other wrist above as well.

I gasped loudly as his wet tongue came in contact with the dried blood on my stomach.

He licked the whole strip of blood before hooking my shorts with his hand and pulling them down, revealing my panties.

I looked down to see him licking around the waistband. The view in itself was enough to make me cum right there and then.

He bit the fabric of the band and pulled them slowly. So slowly that it was almost torturous.

I bucked my hips in eagerness as he rose back to my level. He held my hips in place as he unbuckled his belt.

He let his pants fall to reveal his fully erect dick by now. He let down his boxers before placing his tip at my entrance.

I took in a long deep breath as he slid into me in one big motion. He slid a hand around my waist to keep me in place before he started fucking me.

He was relentless. He slammed into me again and again as my moans echoed around the room. I held onto his shoulder to keep myself steady.

"Yeah, you like that? You filthy little whore." He said lowly before holding a fistful of my hair and pulling it backward, the pain only adding to the pleasure.

Slowly a knot formed in my stomach and grew as Mattheo kept slamming into me, each with more force than the previous.

"Oh fuck Mattheo!" I cried out on the verge of my orgasm.

"I-am gonna OH FUCK"

"I know, me too." He grunted as he kept going. The sound of skin slapping and loud moans echoed in the room.

I felt his dick twitch inside me as I clenched around him. He twitched again and the knot tightened to the point of breaking.

With one final thrust, we both came. My legs shook as my eyes rolled back from the pleasure. I felt a warm liquid fill me up as Mattheo pulled out.

He moved away from me, giving me space to recover and walk, but I couldn't. I fell onto my knees as soon as I took a step.

He bent down and picked me up gently. He guided me to the washroom before drawing a hot bath and sitting in with me.

We took a long, soaking bath before changing and heading to bed.

==========End of part 16==========

Hey loves!

Here is some holy water for your eyes, 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧

I just bought myself a one-way ticket to hell by writing that. Are you happy?

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it. This has been my longest chapter so I hope it was not too lengthy.

This also came early this week as a thank you for 20,000 reads! I am so grateful! Thank you so much loves!

Love,

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