Chapter 222: Let Him Do Whatever He Wants

Nathan’s breath was hot on Crystal’s face, and his breathing was more irregular than it had ever been in his life. His chest rose and fell in skips and jumps, like that of a horny teenager. He was out of control. His face was flushed, and he felt he had no choice other than to give in to his lust.

As overwhelmed by his manliness as Crystal was, she still longed to push him away. She knew, though, that if she tried to get away from him, it would only turn him on more. So, she closed her eyes and went limp in his arms, hoping it would make him lose interest. But, unfortunately, her actions had the exact opposite effect on him. Her soft, boneless response nearly drove him to go crazy.

Once Nathan had had his way with her, he finally stepped away. He had a cheeky grin on his face that was reminiscent of that of Little Jack Horner, and she could easily imagine him saying, “My, what a good boy am I!”

“Get out!” Crystal growled. Nathan laughed and said, “Not likely.”

Then he embraced her again and bit her shoulder.

“Please,” Crystal cried. “You got what you wanted. Can’t you just leave me alone!”

Nathan held her tight and said nothing. He knew her weakness well and that if he continued to hold her like this, she would eventually stop fighting.

“I hate you!” She turned her face away and said, “Nathan, if you dare to do anything else to me, I swear that you will never find me again!”

Nathan smiled and touched her lips. “What have I done to deserve this treatment?”

For one thing - Crystal’s mind raged - you forced me! Again! What a rascal!

Nathan: “Will you marry Eric?”

Crystal: “Yes. And nothing you do to stop it.”

The look in Nathan’s eyes made him look like a panther hunting for food. “Don’t you want me?” he asked. “Huh?”

Why would I want you? - thought Crystal. “Of course, I don’t!” she replied uncomfortably. “And this is highly inappropriate of you, Mr. Davis. You are Helen’s fiancé, and I am to be your sister-in-law!”

Nathan smiled again as he gripped her chin with his fingers and forced her to look at him. “You are jealous,” he said.

Crystal sighed and said, “You think too much.”

“Do I?” Nathan asked, “Or do you think too little?” As he spoke, he dragged her over to the table. He pushed everything on it aside, spun her around, and pressed her against it. Then he held her down by the back of her neck, slapped her ass, and said, “Know this: Even if you belong to another man, I will still be able to fuck you whenever I want!”

Crystal wanted to say something, but her head was pressed so tightly to the table that all she could do was groan uncomfortably. Her entire face hurt, and tears began to fall from her eyes in torrents.

Meanwhile, behind her, Nathan ran his tongue up her spine. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. “Your sweat is like wine, and your struggles are intoxicating.” He kissed the back of her neck, and as he lifted his head, he felt a sudden urge to bite her shoulder - so he did.

Crystal shrieked as she felt his teeth press into her tender flesh, and the pain gave her the boost of the energy and strength that she needed to break away from him. She was not able to do much more than turn around before he captured her again, but at least if they were face-to-face, she would have a little bit of leverage.” fuck you!” she growled, and before he could guess what she was thinking, she leaned over and bit his shoulder.

Much to her surprise, though, he did not resist or complain. “Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked. “You may tell me to fuck off, but your actions tell a different story. You want me so badly that you’re giving me Love Bites.”

“These are not Love Bites!” Crystal shouted. She was furious. “And I Do Not Want You.”

“Really?” Nathan took out his mobile phone, opened it, and clicked on an audio recording. Almost immediately, Crystal’s voice played through the speakers, and it sounded like a man was pleasuring her.

Crystal bit her lower lip as her moans droned on. It sounded like a pornographic movie, and she did not want to admit that it was her.

“Do you still want to marry him?” asked Nathan.

Crystal: “Yes, I do. Even if I wanted you, I couldn’t have you. You didn’t forget that Helen is pregnant with your baby, did you?”

Nathan sighed and said, “That little bastard in her belly is not mine.”

When Crystal heard that, her jaw dropped open, and her mind went blank. She was so surprised by what he had said that she did not react when he started kissing her. He kissed the corner of her mouth first, then her lips, and it wasn’t until he began to lick her tears from her cheeks that she started to struggle. Nathan was undeterred, though. He held her hands behind her back with one hand and continued to kiss her. He kissed her earlobes, her neck, and her chest. Then he began to suckle at her bosom.

As he kissed her, he would whisper and praise her delicate, soft skin, but his flirting only made her struggle harder. No matter what she did, though, she was his prisoner, and she could not escape his clutches. Finally, her mind told her to give up.

Let him do whatever he wants - a voice in Crystal’s head whispered. But her body refused the message, and she begged him,” Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!”

Nathan released Crystal for a moment, just long enough so that he could turn her around and press her against the table again. His hand returned to the back of her neck, and there was nothing she could do. He had broken her down, and she was as weak as she had ever been. It was time for her to accept her fate.

Finally, she went limp, “Do what you want,” she muttered passively. She wasn’t even crying anymore, “I won’t fight you...”

Nathan laughed as he spread her legs. To him, this was a significant victory in a war that he planned to win, and it was especially poignant because he was recording the whole thing. When they were done, he planned to send a copy to Eric. We will see if he still wants her then! - he thought gleefully.

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When he was done with Crystal, he took her to the consultation room. He laid down on the couch and had her cozy up with him with her head on his shoulder. She wanted to leave, but she had no energy to walk, let alone argue - and she just knew that he would turn it into a fight. He turns everything into a fight - she thought bitterly.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It was Nancy, “Crystal, are you in there?” she asked. “The servant called me just now. Eric has run away with Clark….”