Touch Me Not: A Dystopian Dark Romance (Malaya Duet Book 1) by Kate D. Pirate

Author:Kate D. Pirate [Pirate, Kate D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2025-10-10T00:00:00+00:00

20

Sorry About Your Eyes

Alessandro

Iwas certain I had never come this hard in all my life. Hurting, bleeding, orgasming at the same time because of Malaya.

Fuck. Me. Ecstasy.

She was about to cough out my cum, and I crammed her jaw shut.

“Swallow, sweetheart, or I’ll just give you more.”

There were streaks of tears on her cheeks at my rough handling, but at least right now, they were good tears. She bit her lips hard, struggling to swallow. She blinked back another bout of tears, but my sweetheart was a strong girl.

She was still gasping for breath when I said, “Show me.”

Obediently, she opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. Just enough of my cum coated her lips, tongue, mingling with her rivulets saliva that dribbled down her neck and chest.

“Good fucking girl.” My hand dug into her shoulder. “On the bed. Now.”

“But I’m messy.”

“I don’t care.”

She hesitated, peeking up at me. “How do you want me?”

The tall glacier of my heart splintered. I didn’t know why this question struck me so deep. Her vulnerability was precious.

She was precious.

“Since you’ve been such a good girl, I’ll let you choose. Do you want to be fucked from behind? Or do you want to look at all this—” I gestured at my scarred body. “—this monstrosity?”

She blinked slowly, an expression on her face I’d never seen before. “You’re not ugly, Alessandro.”

“You don’t have to flatter me—”

“Shut the fuck up!”

My mouth snapped shut, my cock rising at the complete juxtaposition of her tone.

“If you insist on calling yourself ugly, then don’t say it when I’m around, because I certainly don't see you that way. If I hear you call yourself that again, I might just slap you.”

I barked out a laugh. “Sweetheart, I am a ghastly sight—”

Slap!

The sting of my cheek wasn’t what made me still. It was how stunned I was at how I wanted those hands on me. Her aggression. She hurt me, she scratched me, she bit me…and yet, I never wanted her to stop.

How do I turn a good girl a sadist?

If she wasn’t already married to the family, I would have asked her then and there to marry me.

“I said what I said, Alessandro…why are you smiling? Wait!”

I wrestled her over to the middle of the bed, and it was freeing how unafraid I was at the reckless touching. It was truly a gift from Malaya.

“I love you, sweetheart.” I whispered to her ear as I yanked her wet panties away.

Three words of poison. Used to manipulate and capitulate.

But tonight, was it a guise? Or did I truly believe that I loved her?

Either way, I had never felt this way…ever.

I pushed her back to the bed and my hand molded the shape of her neck. It fit perfectly that the tips of my fingers brushed the bed. Her dark eyes seemed like they were sparkling in the meager light. In this moment and time, I knew I was addicted.

My blood still stained her lips and I drew in, melding our mouths together in surrender.

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