My Experiment | Adam Uthman x Female Reader

Chapter 10 - Tu es à moi, Petite Biche

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES MENTION OF SELF-HARM⚠️

PLAYLIST:
I Like The Way You Kiss Me - Artemas❤️❤️
E.T - Katy Perry❤️❤️
Tell Me You Love Me - K3NT4!❤️
Streets - Doja Cat (XZIIE Remix) (Instrumental)
Intensified - K3NT4! & Mysterious❤️❤️
Dusk Till Dawn - ZAYN (feat. Sia) (Radio Edit)❤️
Whatever We Started - Richard Marx (2021 Remaster)❤️
Soaked - Shy Smith
So Right (Sped Up) - K3NT4!❤️
Sloppy Seconds (Ick Pt.2) - Lay Bankz
Shamless - Camila Cabello (Slowed)

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Your Point of View:
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I let out a soft sigh, almost a groan as he leans in, his breath warm against my ear. "And what would that be?" I can feel my core grow needy over him, over the power this Frenchman has.

"Will you let me show you?" His voice hoarse. In an instant, his lips are on mine, his tongue finding its way into my mouth. I can feel him getting hard under the thin fabric of his sweatpants. My body grows needier and I snake my arms around his neck, his bloody red eyes staring at mine as I break this kiss.

"Are you gonna show me or are you gonna keep kissing me?" I smile, my tongue licking his taste off my lips.

He dives back in, a small chuckle rumbling from his throat. "Well, I don't know." He breathes against my lips. "I don't wanna stop." His large hands cup under thighs and he stands up, the sudden motion makes me dizzy. He places me down on the side of the bed, his hand grasping the hem of my sweatshirt.

I panic, a sudden unsettling feeling in my stomach rises to my throat. "Don't!" I reach for his hands, stopping them.

He stops immediately, his eyes softening. "I'm not going to rip if off you like a ravenous animal, petite biche." He kisses my forehead, his red eyes peering into mine with no intent to harm me. "I was going to ask if you'd be comfortable taking it off. If not, then you can leave it on." His voice as soft as silk.

I nod, taking a deep breathe as my heart pounds in my ribcage. "Just..." I start, "Past experiences make it hard for me to enjoy..." I trail off, my cheeks heating up.

"Intimacy?" He raises a brow and my eyes dart to his as I sheepishly nod. He smiles, leaning forward, his body pressed against mine as he pushes me down to the mattress. "I'm sorry you went through such things, consensual or not." He starts to kiss down my jawline to my neck, his hands resting on my hips. "But I promise: as long as you're with me, no man has the right to even look at you, let along touch you." 

I let out an internal groan, his words so innocent yet so derogatory. My arms wrap around his neck again and I turn my head to give him better access to mine. His kisses and love bites turn more aggressive as he sucks on my neck and collarbone, leaving red hickeys.

"Le mien, le mien, le mien..." He groans into my neck as I smile, his native language peeking through. "Tu es à moi, petite biche."

"English?" I giggle, his lips centimeters from mine. 

"I said, 'you're mine, little doe.'" His lips attack mine as his hands fly to my waist, giving them a teasing squeeze. "All mine. All your imperfects, insecurities," he breathes in between kisses, "Are mine." His hands roam from my hips to under my knees, pulling them over his broad shoulders, my slit on full display for him. "Give them all to me before I devour this needy little cunt." He rasps, his voice filled with lust, his eyes begging for me to give him permission.

I give a gentle nod. "Just... Be easy..." I murmur, my cheeks turning red as he smirks, dropping my legs and kneeling on the floor, his low chuckle hitting my sopping wet cunt.