254Okay, so I did a major grammar/spelling edit here, because reading back, I realized just how much I'd messed that up ;).
He hated her… he needed her.
'No, don't," she mumbled, not meaning it.
He ignored her small voice, hating it, like he hated everything else about her as he threw he small frame against the wall, lunging towards her the moment he did. He refused to slow as his body collided with hers, leaving her gasping for breath as he towered above her.
"Alex," she murmured, a small hand rising to touch his cheek.
He grabbed it before it reached, him, slamming it against the wall. "Don't touch me," he growled.
She winced as his words cut into her. She, Aria, loved him, wanted him to love her. But he didn't. Instead he hated her. And why wouldn't he? He was nineteen, she was fifteen, and she was probably nothing but an irritation to him.
Strong hands grabbed at her shirt, pulling angrily at the material. Something hard rubbed against her stomach and she froze.
Now was her last chance to try and stop. The chances of him stopping were slim but she knew they still existed. But did she want him to stop? Maybe he would love her back if she gave him what he wanted.
Her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. Massive fingers seized her wrist and slammed her hands above her head.
"Keep your hands off me bitch," he threatened.
Aria's heart sank. Alex finally managed to tear the shirt from her slim body and throw it to the side.
She had never imagined her first time like this. Not once, it had always been gentle, slow and totally up to her. This was something different.
Alex released her suddenly as he dragged his own shirt over his head. Aria marveled at his taut muscles and her fingers twitched to run her hands over them but she couldn't. It would only deepen his resent for her.
Aria wrapped her arms about her exposed stomach subconsciously.
"Move your arms," he commanded suddenly.
Aria froze, her eyes flicking up to meet his.
Alex glared down at her as their eyes met. True terror glowed in her grey eyes and he fought back a grin. He had always wanted to have total power over her and make her scream. Now he had the opportunity to do both.
"Move your arms," he ordered once more, his voice emotionless.
He grinned in satisfaction as her arms dropped slowly, hesitantly to her sides. Seizing her hair in a fist, he dragged her to his unmade bed, tossing her down unceremoniously.
"Alex… please," she whispered timidly, her eyes wide. It wasn't a plea for him to stop… But a plea for him to not be so brutal. Not a chance. He was going to make her first time hell. He stepped onto the bed beside her, dropping a knee heavily onto her flat stomach.
Alex glared down at her as she gasped for breath as he leaned more and more weight onto her gut. Tears began to well up in her eyes as the pain raced through her. Why wouldn't he stop? Make him stop, she pleaded silently.
His hands were suddenly at her jeans, tugging them off her body until she laid beneath his leg in only her thin undergarments. Using his knee as leverage, Alex pulled her head up so her back was off the mattress before slipping his hand behind her and unclasping her bra, tossing it to the side.
Then he was at her panties, dragging them down her shapely legs.
Grabbing at his own jeans, Alex threw them off the bed and, not even pausing, he slammed into her, refusing to even slow at the thin wall that protected her virginity.
A scream erupted from her throat as he shoved himself into her tightness, breaking through the sheet of skin. Alex grinned. Now he had made her scream. He continued to pump harshly in and out of her, using all his strength to hurt her and give him the satisfaction he needed.
He hated her. Hated her so much… and now she was paying.
Aria's scream died away and a small amount of pleasure began to take hold through the rough momentum. He was clearly trying to hurt her… and it was working. Why did he hate her?
Another scream tore from her lips as he bit down on her shoulder. Aria's fingers reached up instinctively to claw at his back.
A hand grabbed her wrists, forcing them above her head. Her hips arched into him as ecstasy took over her. A low moan escaped her throat as the pain began to subside slightly.
Rough hands gripped her hips, holding them tight as his lean hips smashed into her round ones.
"Fuck, bitch," Alex groaned as she felt sweat begin to form between them where their bodies met, grinding against each other.
A hand grabbed her ass in a rough grip as Alex rolled them over so she was on top. Not releasing the mound of flesh, he bounced her onto him, using the weight if her body to drive her pelvis down onto him.
Sitting up, he suddenly stood. He needed her to scream again. He hated her. He had to hurt her. Stumbling over to the wall, he slammed her into it, burying himself all the way into her.
Another scream cut through the air, above the sound of panting. Satisfied, he fell backwards, back onto the soft bed before flipping her over so he was atop her once more.
She felt herself reaching her peak… and by the looks of it, so had Alex. With a loud moan, he came.
He suddenly pulled out of her. It had all ended too fast for Aria, it shouldn't be finished, and she hadn't even… he had just…
With a shove, he pushed her from the bed to land sprawled naked on the floor. She heard the blankets ruffle as he pulled them over himself.
Shivering, she curled up on the floor beside the bed. What had she ever done to make him hate her so much? Alex listened with a smirk and small whimpers filled the still air as the young girl shivered below him.
He had no idea why he hated so much about her. He just did… that was enough reason for him.
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