Hadn’t she…hadn’t she always been by him? Always stayed by his side. Once. She refuses him once because she’s in too much pain to continue and he takes it like a betrayal.
He inflicts more wounds on her, her skin now marred by dried and fresh blood alike, and still though she should, though she would love to, she can’t bring herself to hate him.
What she had wanted from him…he could never give her. Nothing remotely close to it. Maybe an understanding? But her mistake had cost her even that. She should have never offered, she should have…she should have…
Shaking her head, she bites down on her bottom lip, pulling whatever strength she has left into her words. “N…no…I said…I wouldn’t leave yo…u.” She cried out when he thrust into her a lot harder, practically slamming her against the floor, splitting her lip, the tangy taste of copper upon her tongue. “…’n…d…sta…stay wi-with you…I prom…ised.”
That promise she had made him, on one of his more amiable nights, was something she’d never forget. He had merely shrugged, and turned away, telling her to do as she liked but she had seen the smallest twitch of his lip, the barest hint of genuine happiness he had ever shown her.
She had been so happy that night, went back to her room with the biggest smile on her face. If only she could back to that night now…
“Did you think you could change me!?” The beast pulls out now, staring down at her, eyes fiercer then ever before. This woman, no, this tool... no... tools worked properly. This was.. a cum dump. Ah yes, of course. That was all this thing was, that was why it was still saying such stupid things. Because it hadn’t been filled properly recently.Â
Of course, there was a hole he hadn’t filled in yet. “You won’t be able to leave after this.” Once again, with no proper preparation for Luvia, the beast entered her ass. Tight, she was so damn tight. That was one thing he could give his former Master, she was tight in all the right fucking places.Â
All of that was taken out on this poor woman now, the claws of the beast seeking and searching for unmarked skin, points that showed no bruising... and indulged. Hands slapped at her ass, marked what flesh remained bare, the teeth biting against the skin at her neck. Regardless if she was able to cover the rest, she would show his mark to Chaldea.Â
“Be a good girl for me, Luvia.”