Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216

“I love you, love.” His voice is low, hoarse, possessive, and loaded with

certainty.

I don’t answer with words. I just hug him back, sliding my hand over

the nape of his neck, pulling him against me, forcing him to squeeze

me even tighter, as if no space could possibly exist between us.

He starts to pull out of me, withdrawing his hardness slowly. It makes

me shiver.

“Damn, I didn’t want to come out of you. Your ass is so soft, so warm.”

He pouts, like a child who didn’t get what he wanted.

I roll my eyes at his childishness. I sit on the table, feeling a bit of

pain in my back. Suddenly, I feel his cum leaking out, staining the

table a bit. But before I could do anything about it, he pushed the

semen back inside.

“Keep it until we get to our cell, love.”

I stare at him, incredulous.

“I’m going to stay full of cum until we get to our cell?”

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He just smiles and steals a quick peck.

“Please… I like knowing that my cum is inside you.”

“What are you? A dog, wanting to mark territory?” I say with disdain.

He pouts, a childish gesture that doesn’t match the monstrosity he carries at all, and it draws a tired sigh from me. I try to climb down from the table, but my legs fail instantly. If he hadn’t caught me, I

would have fallen.

“Steady, love,” his voice is soft.

Frustrated, I rest my hands on his shoulders and balance myself. He

kisses my chin and then quickly puts on his own uniform before

grabbing mine. He kneels before me, and, once again, I steady myself

on his shoulders while he helps me, foot by foot, to get dressed.

It’s strange… being treated like this.

When he finishes pulling up the fabric, he lets out a satisfied smile.

“There. Perfect as always.”

I shake my head, still processing everything. He opens the door, and

we step out. To my relief, there’s no sign of his father or the warden.

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“Let’s go, love.”

He intertwines our fingers, pulling me gently. I walk beside him,

limping, my body still aching. My back hurts. My ass hurts. Every step

is a reminder of what just happened.

“Aren’t you going to say goodbye to your father?” I ask, curious.

He looks at me and tilts his head, as if I’d asked the silliest question

in the world.

“And why should I, love? He already served his purpose: bringing your

gift. I don’t need anything else from him.”

Wow. He really doesn’t care. Not even about his own father. But in the

end, that’s not my problem.

We return to the cell. He locks the bars behind us and turns to me

with that usual smile.

“I’m going to help you bathe, love.”

He starts to undress me again, removing my uniform with patience. I

lean

my hands on his shoulders again while he rids me of every piece.

Then, he takes off his own uniform, standing naked before me.

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