The Devil's Betrothed-Chapter 715: Disgusting For Him

His thumb caressed her cheek gently. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. There is no benefit for me in it. Tonight, I will just do what you are here for and fulfil my desire of fucking my father’s virgin mistress even before he did. Then true use of yours, would be just before you are called to serve my father. I plan a beautiful surprise for him."

Even before she could understand what he meant, he guided her towards the balcony railing by holding her hand. He made her stand facing outside and stood behind her. He pointed towards one residence, lit in numerous lamps, which was clearly visible from the second floor they were standing on.

"You see that place, you know what it is?" Nathaniel asked.

"Your father’s residence?" she replied, her voice low.

"Smart you are to already remember this entire place," he praised, "I would be fucking you while facing there and I hope your cries won’t reach his ears if you are lucky. If it did, you would be dead in his hands. So tonight, you won’t be just losing your virginity but your life as well."

She gulped, "Don’t...we can go inside...."

"That’s no fun," with that he stepped away from her, his hands reaching out to that delicate dress she was wearing.

Rip!

He tore her dress, and continued till it was gone entirely from her body. She shivered as cold hit her bare skin and circled her hands around her bare chest.

Nathaniel reached closer to her, his bare chest pressing against her bare back, the only way of warmth she could feel. He removed her hands and placed them on the cold stone railing of the balcony.

"You won’t be cold anymore in a while," He whispered against her ear, his hands then moved to her waist, making her bend down in front of him.

"You must have been wet already while pleasuring me, so I won’t bother doing it. Foreplay and pleasuring a whore is not my forte. I like it rough and hard, even if it means your body breaking into pieces." He declared, positioning himself behind her, his hands moved against her soft butt and settled back to hold her waist in a firm grip. "But, I can try to be slow at the start," with that he pushed inside her slowly, making her gasp in fear. "My Lord..."

"Shh, watch your voice," he said to remind her but then smirked wickedly and entered inside her in strong and powerful trust. "Damn!" he cursed in delight.

But the girl was in utter pain, almost lost her balance on her feet and cried out. Nathaniel held her to keep her steady, still inside her, not allowing her to move.

"My Lord..." she sobbed. "It hurts...."

"You are so beautiful that I could not be slow with you," she heard him say, but she knew he did it intentionally. He made her lower her guards with slow movement, but then betrayed her trust.

"I wonder if that bastard can hear you," Nathaniel commented in tense voice as he moved in and out of her with no trace of gentleness.

Her teary gaze moved towards the residence ahead and she shut her mouth, her both hands steadying herself at the stone railing, against his merciless trusts. She could not make a sound or she would truly be dead.

Nathaniel continued like a wild beast. She did her best to not make loud sounds, while tears continued to make their way out of her eyes. If not for him holding her tightly at waist, she would have long collided on the floor.

Nathaniel’s dark gaze was fixed at the residence ahead, not wanting to pay attention to the girl he was using as a tool to vent out his anger on his father.

The balcony was filled with her suppressed, muffled cries, his wild groans and loud slaps of the skin.

After a long time, he turned her around, disregarding her tears, he made her sit on that cold stony railing with her legs parted wide and slammed inside her once more.

She held onto him, though it felt like too much to bear a while ago, she started to feel the pleasure as well, but the pain was overwhelming her senses. It was her first time, and she did not expect to fall into a beast’s hands.

If he called his father a monster, then what was he?

After what felt like an eternity and forgetting what was even going on, that how he twisted and turned her or where he even took her, the girl finally found herself lying naked, almost lifeless on the bed, every inch of her body felt as if someone had beaten her badly. The place between her legs felt as if it was on fire or someone had ripped it open.

She sensed the movement in the room and saw Nathaniel putting on his robe and instructing the butler.

"Treat her and take her back to her quarters. Make sure to give her medicine," with that he left.

Soon two maids entered the chamber and carried out the orders given by the butler. The girl almost vomited at the bitter medicine they made her drink, but she swallowed it anyway. A carriage was ready to send her back. She found she was not able to walk comfortably anymore, but made her way out anyway.

Once she left, the butler ordered the servant, "Clean Lord’s chamber entirely and replace everything inside with the new things. Do not leave anything that is touched by that girl. Wash away entire balcony with boiling hot water."

The servants immediately hurried to carry orders while Nathaniel was soaking in the hot water in the lavish bath of his residence. Everytime he spent such a night with any woman, he would feel disgusted and try to get rid of any trace of her on him. For him, all of it was nothing but disgusting, but...

The day his father would die after he made him suffer enough, he was sure he was not going to touch any women ever again.