Mia

Syn slammed the door on his way out and I completely broke down. Him and I hadn't talked at all since he got back and I didn't think it'd affect me this much. I didn't love him anymore, but he did play a huge part in my past and a huge reason why I did the things I did.

When he brought up my past in comparison to the situation I was in now, it felt like years of progress was going down the drain.

A small, tiny and minute part of me knew that he was somewhat correct, but I didn't want to believe it. How was I being immature when I was actively trying to choose one of them?

I loved and cared for the both of them dearly and I knew my hesitation was causing pain to the both of them. They both deserved an answer and that's why I needed a visual presentation of my odds with the both of them.

How can I follow my heart when it leads me to the both of them?

I sat down on my bed and wiped away my tears. My head was hurting from my argument with Syn, but with a few deep breaths I calmed down. A sudden tiredness began to wash over my and with a few sniffles, I moved my covers and crawled back into bed.

Hopefully I'd wake up with more of a clear mind so I can handle this shit...

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"Get up," a deep voice said.

I could clearly hear the voice as if it were right next to me, but in my sleepy state, I ignored it and snuggled into my covers. A moment later, my blankets were pulled off my body with such a force that I sat up immediately.

I gasped when I looked down at my naked body and the breeze from the open balcony door in my room made me shiver. I could've sworn that I went to sleep with the door closed...

I looked up at the foot of my bed and saw Cain wearing an unbuttoned black button up shirt that exposed his tatted abs. The moonlight that shone through the room cast a mesmerizing light onto him but his eyes were what made me stay glued to my bed.

I looked between him and the open balcony door and my mind began putting the pieces together. "Why did you break in?" I asked softly.

"Shut your damn mouth," he said lowly.

Damn.

I stopped up from my bed immediately and glared at him. "Who the fuck do you think you are?"

His eyes slowly looked my naked body up and down before he took a step towards me. I usually wasn't afraid of him, but he looked terrifying right now. Yet, a small flame had ignited in me from the way his eyes roamed my body.

"I break in and you're getting turned on," he started as he stepped closer to me. I stepped back until I felt my back hit the wall and I tried to move to the side but he wrapped an arm around my neck and pushed me against the wall so roughly that I winced. "Answer me, Mia. Are you wet right now?"

"No," I answered. He smirked down at me and squeezed my neck so much so that I began gasping for air.

"Don't lie to me, you fucking slut," he said threateningly as he loosened the grip on my neck. "You've been lying enough."

"What are you talking about?" I whispered.

"Who do you want to be with, Mia?" He asked.

"I..."

He punched the wall next to my head and I jumped at the movements. He gripped my chin roughly to look up at him and I blinked away the tears threatening to come out. "Answer the fucking question," he sneered.

"I don't know," I admitted in a hushed tone.

He let go of me forcefully and I rubbed the area that he hurt. He turned his back to me and ran a hand through his hair. I almost reached out to touch him before he completely turned back to me and pushed me against the wall.

His hand moved to my neck one again but this time, his lips were on mine. I was frozen in shock at the contact at first, but when his soft lips began dominating mine, I submitted to his lead.

The kiss was full of the anger and resentment I knew he held for me, but I was so lost in him that I didn't care to step back and ask. I moaned as I felt his hands move between us to his belt and I heard the belt slip away from the fabric of his pants.

I expected him to try to move me to the bed or fuck me against this very wall, but he didn't. Instead, as my eyes were closed, and lips on his...I felt the material of his leather belt wrap around my neck.

My eyes opened when he pulled away from our kiss and I looked at his hand and back at him in confusion. My hands moved to my neck instinctively but as he circled the belt around his hand, it tightened around my neck. It kept going and I gasped when I felt the cool metal on my neck.

He wrapped his hand around the belt and tugged it towards him. I couldn't have touch back against the force as it felt like a leash around my neck and he brought his face down to mine. "You're fucking mine, Mia. Since you can't be fair with me, why should I be with you?"

He loosened his hold on the belt and I relaxed immediately. That was the wrong choice because writhing a second later, he pulled the belt and dragged me to the bed. He pushed me in front of him and I fell on top of the bed with my back to him.

"On all fours," he ordered as he pulled the belt.

I felt my airways close up and my cheeks heat as my oxygen became restricted, but I did as he ordered. I heard him unzip his pants from behind me and I bit my lip in anticipation as the bed dipped from behind me.

I winced loudly as he slapped my bottom and he tightened the grip on the belt again. "Shut the fuck up, whore."

Woah...whore?

I was far from that. I hated the word with the passion and I would fight anyone who called me it, but it was different right now. Instead of anger trailing through my body, there was desire. The traitorous feeling made me lose a hold of my anger and pooled itself between my thighs.

Cain slipped two fingers into me and I moaned as he quickly moved them in and out of me. A moment later I felt his fingers move to my face and I felt the wetness from his fingers. "Suck," he ordered. I hesitantly did as he said and took his large fingers into my mouth.

I sucked my juices of of them and moaned as I closed my eyes. I let myself go into the feeling of the moment until he pulled his fingers away from me and slapped me across the face.

My mouth dropped at the stinging now on my heated cheek and my eyes watered. Before I could completely react to what had just happened, my face was pushed into the mattress. I felt his tip tease the entrance of pussy. I groaned as he slowly slid into me and he pulled the belt again.

As if having my face pushed in a mattress didn't made it hard to breathe, the constriction around my neck from the belt made things real. I lost all the ability to breath and the only thing I could feel was Cain mercilessly pounding into me.

I didn't even have enough air to moan and whatever came out was some garbled version of me choking, but he didn't acknowledge it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head from the mixture of the pleasure he was causing me...or from the lack of air...I couldn't tell anymore.

Funny how breathing became less significant as my arousal grew. I felt my body shake from the warmness shooting through me and I would've lost consciousness, but Cain tugged the belt roughly and gripped my hair.

I was forced to now look at him and he gave me a wicked smile. His lips moved to mine again as he slowly moved in and out of me. I wanted to fight him, to pull away from the kiss and tell him to screw off for putting me through this, but my body betrayed me. My mouth welcomed his greedily and when he pulled away, I screamed out as he plunged into me.

He gripped my chin and spit in my mouth before pushing me by my neck into the bed. I swallowed the taste of him into my mouth and my body went weak as waves of heat tickled my body.

I felt my core clench around Cain, but before I could come, he pulled out of me and got off the bed. He released the belt and I collapsed onto the bed weakly as I gasped for air. When my body was sufficient air, I turned back to him angrily. He was going to do all of that and just leave me hot and bothered like this?

It was a completely fucked up thing to do. "Why did you stop?!" I snapped.

"Because I felt like it," he said. "You may have the decision, but I'm the one who's in control. Always."

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*author's note in the next chapter*