His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

111 iv. His Little Whore

“What did you say?” she asked, dumbfounded.

“I said, marry me,” he rolled on his side and looked at her. They were on a beach, more of an island he owns.

Her family won’t be here until next week, with her nephews and nieces still about to take their finals. She sat up abruptly, causing her to feel a sudden sense of dizziness.

He sat up as well, his arms steadying her as he gazed into her eyes, “Baby are you okay? You look unwell.”

“Yes, and for good reasons! You can’t just say something so shocking and expect me to remain calm,” she felt like she will vomit, like her stomach was churning.

She can’t explain it, for goodness’ sake! He must be completely out of his mind. How can he blurt out something like that after having sex the whole night?

He frowned as she grabbed the towel that has been discarded on the sand when they started with their rendezvous.

“What do you think you are doing?” he stood up when she did and followed her as she ran towards the beach house.

“Are you insane?” he ran after her, grabbing her by her shoulders as he steadied her up.

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Her whole body was shaking, she couldn’t understand it. The sudden emotion began to overtake her. Making her panic and want to scream.

“You are the one who is crazy! How can you casually ask me to marry you?” she pointed out, her voice shrill and high as she spouted the words from her mouth.

“So you care for all those formalities? I haven’t gotten a ring yet, nor set up a proper venue for the proposal. Is that really necessary? You never cared about those kinds of stuff before,” he said the words, dismayed. Trying to remedy the situation.

“But if it needs to be done, then I’ll do it properly then. Just forget about what I asked from you now and pretend to be surprised some nights from now,” his voice was serious, totally missing her point.

“That’s not the problem,” she sighed frustratedly.

“Then what is the problem? Why are you acting this way all of a sudden?” he caressed her cheek, trying to calm her down.

“You burnt my apartment to the ground, kidnapped me, murdered your bodyguards and driver right before my eyes, and made my family believe I agreed to marry you,” she raised her voice a bit, hoping he can finally understand what she was trying to say.

“Correction queenie, I only murdered one man in front of you. I disposed of the others while you were fast asleep,” he rubbed her cheeks as her eyes widened in shock.

“That’s not the fucking point!” she finally shouted, making him look intently at her.

“What is the point? Stop throwing a tantrum and tell me directly,” he tried to keep calm though he knew even he was running out of patience.

“The point is... I didn’t even agree to be your girlfriend, we haven’t even dated just yet. I don’t know you at all,” she calmed down as well and looked down at her fingers.

“You were my first, I was hoping we can be more normal than this. I want some semblance of normalcy in this life with you,” she bit on her lower lip and felt shy all of a sudden.

“I want to fall in love the usual way, like really agree to be your girl not forced and fucked out of my mind to say the things I don’t really mean,” she blushed.

He tilted her chin, forcing her eyes on him, “Okay,” he said, his voice calm and patient.

“O-okay? what do you mean, exactly?” she asked him.

“I mean, I will court you as you wanted. We will date each other and do what normal couples do. I am not really the patient type but this is a small thing compared to waiting for you in a span of several lifetimes,” he forced himself to smile.

She pouted hearing that, she wanted to correct him about his reference to reincarnation but she stopped herself. If it makes him feel better, then she should just learn to keep quiet.

Plus he is being gracious and is giving her exactly what she wanted. But what if the dating period ended up badly?

“On one condition,” he caressed her cheek, his eyes filled with desire and longing.

“I am still allowed to fuck you senseless no matter this agreement, you will still live inside my house and stay close to me at all times,” his voice was firm, making her know exactly that this is a non-negotiable.

“Fine,” she pouted, blushing profusely over his words.

She offered no resistance when he carried her in his arms, “Where are you taking me?” she asked.

“Inside the house, it is getting cold. You need a warm bath and lots of kisses,” he kissed her forehead.

“Lots of kisses seems to be an odd prescription to counter getting cold,” she giggled.

“I assure you, it is not. Look at how my kisses warm you up. Should I actually demonstrate even more?” he teased her.

“No need,” she pouted. “Let’s go inside. I am actually hungry. Will you cook something for me while I bathe?” she pressed her cheek against his chest.

“I actually wanted to help you bathe,” he frowned.

“If you were to bathe me it will even take longer, I doubt we can finish it in an hour. I’m sure you won’t stop at bathing me,” she blushed.

“Fine, I’ll go cook something. Just promise to be a good bunny for me after I feed you right,” his voice was deep, making her feel warm all over.

“I promise,” she felt her heart leap from the way his eyes stared at her.

“Not like that, honey,” he pointed out. “Promise me like a good baby bunny would, or I’ll insist on bathing you myself.”

“I promise you, daddy,” her privates still feel so sore, she doubts she can survive another coupling with him.

The reddening of her cheeks deepened when her leg accidentally got in contact with the evidence of his desire. This man really is a pervert!

He chuckled, “Alright sweetheart, remember your promise then, darling.”

She nodded as she hid her face on his chest, this really was embarrassing. They entered the house and he walked her towards the sofa closest to the fireplace.

“Wait for a bit, I’ll warm you up first before I prepare your bath,” he said sincerely, making her heart leap.

“You don’t have to do that, I am not a child. I should be able to do these things myself,” she insisted.

He ruffled her hair like what she said was something that didn’t make any sense to him. He always treated her like a child, she pouted as she watched him start a fire, his strong biceps and triceps made her feel hot all over.

When he returned to her seat, she looked away, he caught her looking at him with lust and longing. It will be difficult to deny it this time around.

“Hey, baby,” he said, grinning as his eyes lit up mischievously.

She didn’t answer and instead took a pillow and hid her face. She can’t face him just after that. She shouldn’t have looked.

“It is alright honey, you can look. It’s all yours,” he placed her hands on his arm muscles, making her feel panicked as she retracted her arm.

He chuckled, “I can’t believe you are still so shy after everything we have done.”

“Well, I already told you, you are my first. So the least you could do is not tease me about it,” she buried her whole face in the pillow making him laugh even more.

“Darling, you look silly this way,” he caressed her hair and waited for her to show her face.

“No, I’ll stay like this since you are laughing,” she didn’t move.

“Come on, baby. It is hard to breathe this way, come back up and let me see your beautiful face, my queen,” he consoled her.

“Promise not to laugh and tease me about it,” she does find it difficult to breathe with the pillow pressed closely on her face.

“Alright honey, I promise,” he said seriously.

She came back up, removing the pillow and straightening her back as their eyes met. “I missed you,” he whispered.

“I was here beside you all along, how could you miss me,” she said in between her breaths. Gods she missed lots of air.

“You have no idea how serious I am, darling,” he said as he caressed her cheek.

“Are you warm enough now?” he began kissing her cheek, making her lips tremble.

Of course, such things can never escape his attention. He traced his thumb on the corners of her lips and smiled.

“Your lips are trembling, honey. I wonder if it is because of lack of air earlier or for the simple reason it wanted my attention instead. Is kissing the cheek not enough for my little girl?” his voice was deep and enthralling and she found herself nodding to his words.

“Tell daddy what you really wanted,” he kissed her neck, avoiding her lips, as if teasing her when he already knew what she wanted.

“I want you, daddy,” she mumbled, her fingers started exploring his chest, abs, and the arm muscles he caught her staring at a while ago.

His voice was a little shaky when he replied, “You are learning so fast. You realize you are taking the initiative now, do you?”

“Ye-yes,” she was definitely aware, but she was nervous. This is out of her character and her whole body is still sore.

Hearing her answer, he claimed her lips hungrily, “Is this what you want, baby girl?”

“Yes daddy, it is,” she gasped, her arms clinging to his neck for support.

“Do you want daddy to fuck you, baby bunny?” he whispered, placing a bit of distance so he could look into her eyes.

“Yes, daddy. But I don’t want you to be rough. My privates are still so sore,” she blushed, even saying it outright felt lascivious.

He caressed her cheek again as if to assure her, “I’ll be gentle, baby. Do you trust me?”

She nodded, “Yes, daddy. I trust you, daddy,” she mumbled.

He smiled and slowly pressed his lips with hers. She opened her lips willingly as he explored her mouth with his tongue.

He cupped her bosoms as her towel fell off, leaving her naked before his eyes. His hands gently squeezed her bosoms and pinched her nipples gently.

Her body arched, the pinching of her nipples hurt but it excited her further. She really enjoyed his pain and rough taking, and now she felt like being tormented because he was taking his sweet time with her.

“More, daddy,” she begged him.

“But your body is still sore, darling,” he corrected her.

“I don’t care anymore, I changed my mind,” there was desperation in her voice as she tugged on his arm.

“How do you want me to take you then, baby?” he asked her solemnly.

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“Like you always do, daddy,” she couldn’t say it, it is too embarrassing to describe how she wanted to be taken.

“Tell me, or I wouldn’t know how, baby bunny. You told me to be gentle just a while ago, so daddy is confused,” he smiled at her as her lips quivered even more.

“Please fuck the hell out of me daddy, I want you to fuck me until my insides hurt and my privates feel black and bruised from the roughness of it all,” she looked down at her fingers when she completed her words.

He lifted her chin and forced her eyes on him, “Don’t look away from me when you say those words. There is no shame in it. There is no shame in wanting what you want. There is no shame in wanting what we both wanted.”

“Please fuck me, daddy. Treat me like you always do,” she blushed but did not look away this time around.

“How do I treat you, darling?” his voice sounded even deeper.

“Like your little whore,” she whispered. “Treat me like I’m your little whore.”

When his eyes looked at her again, the desire and fire in them is overwhelming, she knew she got what she wanted.

The fire has been set. There won’t be any rest for a few more hours.