Kicked Out I Unlocked My Ultimate Boss Mode novel Chapter 105

105 Brutal seggs.

Chalice.

*This chapter may be too dark for some audiences, so skip if you can’t handle extreme sexual content.. or read with caution.*

My hands trembled badly as I knocked on the large oak door with the numbers: “1205” written boldly on it and as soon as the door flew open and a large man with long jet black hair and striking green eyes crowded the doorway, my heart dropped.

“Louis.” I drawled, trying so hard and failing to sound casual.

He beamed a smile at me, his intense eyes roving along my body carelessly as he squealed; “Babe!”

My eyes unconsciously darted around us when I heard him say that and upon the realization that no one had seen or heard us, I pushed past him and stumbled into the

room.

And gosh, it reeked.

It was a luxury suite in one of the most prestigious hotels around town but it reeked, just the way Louis managed to contaminate everything he touched, be it luxury or me.

Me especially.

I vaguely heard the sound of the door clicking shut behind me before I turned around to face him, my false smile instantly disappearing from my face as I asked; “Why did you ask to meet, Lou? You know the rules!”

“What rules?”

“That you wouldn’t ask to meet. Ever. That we only meet when I say so!” I snapped, but instead of being apologetic, I was met with a smug smile.

“And you know the rules, Chalice,” he drawled, his voice dropping into a menacing growl.

“What rules?” I snapped, immediately hating myself for sounding just like him.

“That you do not raise your voice at me. Ever. And that whenever we meet, before you

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start bitching around, you strip first!”

My mouth snapped shut. And goddess, if looks could kill, Lou would’ve been dead meat by now. I glared at him with all the hatred I could muster, but annoyingly, he didn’t even seem bothered by it. If anything, it only made him smile more.

He walked away to go sit on the bed and then crossed his legs as he pointed at my coat. “Take that hideous shit off.”

“It’s winter!” I snarled. “So of course, I’ll keep it on. The weather is cold.”

“You had no issues with cold all those years ago when you’ll sneak off with me into the bushes and we’ll make love in the icy lake.” He drawled slowly, and I hated myself when those memories came rushing into my head.

I hated myself more because it brought heat to my face. And I especially wanted to kill myself when the sight of the bulge in his pants made my pussy clench.

I shook my head. “Things change.”

His eyes darkened slightly and a gasp slipped past my lips when he suddenly rose to his feet and marched over to me, pinning me with the deadliest glare I have ever seen. His calloused fingers trailed hot lines down my face and chin, and without preamble, he grabbed my neck.

“Things change…” he drawled, his hot breath fanning my face. “But not you and me, Chalice. We’re too broken to change. And even if I have the liberty of changing… you do not. You’re worse than I am. You made me who I am.”

My knees wobbled as his hold on my neck tightened significantly, and knowing Lou and how bad his temper could be, I knew that if I didn’t do anything about him quickly, he’d hurt me. So I batted my lashes at him and dropped my gaze.

“Okay.” I croaked out.

“Okay, what?”

“Okay, I’ll strip.” I said, and just like I’d expected, he immediately let go of me.

Tears burned at the corners of my eyes as I slowly, begrudgingly, began to take off my clothes one after the other, starting with my coat. I even felt more filthy when he wouldn’t take his eyes off me, his beady eyes trailing my actions with amusement shining in them.

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I bowed my head in shame and continued but stopped when I was left with just my bikini set on. And then I whispered; “All done.”

It wasn’t until that moment that I finally had the courage to look at him, and the look I found in his stupid green eyes had my breath hitching. It looked crazed. Dark.

Horrifying.

He waved his hand dismissively at me and drawled; “Your lingerie looks beautiful, Chalice, but I don’t want to see it. I want to see your pussy and breasts. So strip.”

His words- crude and depreciating- made my anger flare. But anger wasn’t the way to work with Louis, so I nodded and did as told, flinching when his loud satisfied whistle filled my ears.

“Damn! You’re still as pretty as ever! It’s a shame you want to be with the triplets and not me!” He spat, clapping when I stood stark naked in front of him.

The cold air blew against my body, causing goosebumps to spread across my skin, and I hated it. I hated that it made me tremble. And I hated that it made my nipples harden.

Lou rose to his feet, his dark eyes trailing along my body in a way that looked more perverted than interested. His fingers slid into my hair and just when I was beginning to lean into his touch, thinking that he was trying to caress me, he fisted at a chunk of my hair and pulled so hard that I screamed.

“Lou!” I yelled, “…that hurts!”

“Oh, I know it does!” He spat back, a maniacal look painting his face. “I want you to feel it. To know it hurts when I feel you fucking those three bastards and every other men you open those sexy legs of yours to!”

“Lou please!” I screamed, but he wouldn’t listen. And goddess, he was strong- too strong, I couldn’t possibly push him off.

Without a care, he grabbed the back of my neck, and using it to pull me forward, he pushed me towards the bed and pressed my face into the mattress, his lips against my ears as he growled; “You’ll be a good girl for me, right? You’ll be a good girl and take this dick the way you take their dicks, okay?”

His words made a tremor run down my spine. I screamed. I fought. I thrashed… hell, I even pleaded but he wouldn’t stop. He was acting crazy.

With my head still pressed into the soft bed, I began to plead desperately, asking him

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not to strike me or touch me. But he turned deaf ears to my pleas.

I vaguely heard the sound of a zipper being pulled, and… and…

He didn’t even try to start with foreplay. He didn’t even care that I wasn’t wet yet. Like the crazed beast that he was, he plunged his fat dick into my pussy, and hell, I screamed when it hit my hilt, almost cracking my pelvis open.

It hurt.

It hurt like a goddamn bitch.

Lou’s pace was fast. Brutal. It was nothing like the gentle way the triplets devoured me. It was nothing like the other men I’ve been with. He fucked me like I was a prostitute… without mercy. And I hated that my body, even though felt stretched taut, gradually began to ease up to him.

I hated that my wolf wanted him.

I hated that even as he brutally slammed his cock into me, my body reacted with pleasure. Not pain.

Yes, it hurts. It hurts so much. But it was different. And I loved that he fucked me like this.

Brutally. Without mercy. Without love.

Louis and I had long come to the conclusion that we could never love each other. I was never for him. The moon goddess had made a mistake by pairing us. But that didn’t change the fact that our genitals were perfect for each other, and that now, with his cock slamming into me with an agonizing pace, it was the only time I really loved sex.

“Fuck… fuck! Lou! You’re hurting me!” I cried with tears streaming down my face, and maybe he loves torturing me because as soon as I said that, his hold on my neck tightened.

His other hand gripping my hip dug into my flesh, and his pace, once fast became faster.

He was going so fast… so deep that tiny stars began to dance in my line of sight. His cock, massive and thick, slammed continuously into my hilt, burying itself into the deepest parts of me before he would pull out and repeat the agonizing process all over again.

And heck, I wanted to die. I wanted to pass out.

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