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“That didn’t mean shit!” He stood up, standing over me with his eyes looking down into mine. “I used you. I didn’t see you when I was inside you. I saw her, and no matter how many more times I will fuck you, I will always only see her.”

His words echoed in my mind, but they didn’t make sense. I slowly shook my head. “You’re lying. I know you see me too. You would’ve never let us go so far. It was my virginity you took, and you own me now. And when Wavel comes back, I know she will have lost hers too. But not to you.”

The anger in him made itself noticeable by the storm that was building in his eyes. His eyes turned dark, and I braced myself for the waves to hit me.

His hand wrapped around my throat, and in one swift move, he slammed me down onto the couch, moving over me. I’ve made him angry, but at least he was still here with me.

“You’re a fucking psychopath. I don’t love you. I will never love you. Get that into your sick brain!”

I wanted to laugh. I wanted to scream at him and tell him that he was just as sick. I couldn’t because his hand was choking me, but the next thing he did should’ve been enough for him to see that he was just like me.

He reached down with his other hand and opened my jeans, then he slid his hand inside, cupping my pussy and pressing his palm against my clit.

I started to feel dizzy from the lack of air, but I managed to breathe in when his grip loosened around my neck. I watched his face as he started rubbing his palm against me, making my clit tingle with so much excitement.

I moaned, and he lifted his hand to cover my mouth. “Quiet,” he ordered through gritted teeth, staring me down with his sinister eyes.

God, he was the most beautiful man on this planet. I wondered if he knew that.

My body relaxed, and I continued to enjoy his touch, wishing he was already inside of me. I cried out in frustration when his hands left my body, but they were on me again in seconds as he turned me around, making me kneel on the couch and rest my elbows on the backrest. I turned my head to look at him, but he gripped my hair and turned my head to make me face his bedroom door. “Don’t look at me,” he demanded, and I obeyed for once.

He pulled down my jeans and left them around my knees before pulling aside the crotch of my panties to expose my pussy. He muttered a curse, and a hard slap of his hand across my ass cheek sent a sharp pain through my body.

“Wasn’t expecting you to wear panties. You usually like to present yourself naked under your clothes, don’t you, slut?”

I nodded. I would agree with anything he said. “Yes.”

He didn’t question why I was wearing panties this time. I didn’t have an answer to that anyway.

I breathed heavily as he slapped my ass again, and I moaned loudly, unable to hold back the pleasure. He reached forward and held his left hand over my mouth to shut me up while he started to unbuckle his belt with the other.

Waves of excitement rushed through me, knowing he was about to fuck me again. I couldn’t get enough of him, and this only proved that he couldn’t get enough of me either. The jealousy I had felt just minutes before disappeared. It didn’t matter anymore if he had kissed her or not, because it would be my pussy he was going to fuck again.

I arched my back and wiggled my ass, showing off my needy cunt. “Please,” I mumbled against his fingers. “Fuck me.”

“Be fucking quiet! How dare you tell me what to do.”

Gosh…someone’s grumpy today.

I pressed my lips into a thin line to hide my grin. He wouldn’t have seen it anyway, but he probably would’ve felt it.

He moved closer, and he led his tip to my slit, sliding it through it before pressing against my entrance. “Good fucking thing you’re always so damn wet. You get wet just thinking of me, huh?”

I nodded.

“Goddammit,” he grunted just before slamming into me with a hard thrust.

I moaned, unable to hold back my voice, but he didn’t punish me this time. He started to fuck me hard, showing no mercy unlike the two times he fucked me before. He was letting out his rage, using me as his punching bag, and for the first time, he wasn’t calling me by my sister’s name.

“Fuuuck, Caia,” he groaned, making my heartbeat race in my chest faster than it ever did. “This tight cunt will be sore for days once I’m done with you.”

“Yes, please,” I begged, my voice muffled.

His cock pushed deeper into me with every hard thrust, and I was about to pass out from the overwhelming sensation when he suddenly stopped. He placed both hands on my hips and held me still while he was buried all the way inside me. Then, his body shook, and I felt his warm cum fill my pussy.

I wanted to move to try and reach my climax too, but he wouldn’t let me. He was being selfish, and for some strange reason, I found that insanely hot.

I gave up and let him shoot his load into me, and after his groans extinguished, he pulled out breathing heavily.

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