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“I’m gonna fuck your tight ass until you think you can’t take anymore. But you will take it, Nova. You’ve been waiting for someone to use your body like you need, for your pleasure, not theirs. You’re mine now. Mine to do with as I please. This is my cunt–” I reach down and slap her pussy. “You belong to me, Min Myrkr Stjärna. Every–” thrust. “Last–” thrust. “Inch–” thrust. “Of you.” I pull out, watching her tight ass and greedy pussy pulse, before I thrust into her again.

She curves her back and screams as I use her as my personal toy. I reach forward and grab her throat, gently pulling her towards me until she’s looking towards the ceiling.

“You think you can convince me that you don’t love this? I’d like to see you try.” With my free hand, I expose her nipples, giving one a firm squeeze as she trembles in my grip.

I release my cock from her gaping ass and spin her around. Her eyes fly open in confusion and alarm– maybe even a hint of curiosity.

I pull the gown down to her waist, tearing it as I do. My lungs strain for air as I wrap my hand around her throat again. “You look so pretty like this. Naked, dripping, with my hand around your throat.”

I let go, tugging the gown off her hips and down around her ankles. She avoids my gaze and holds back her tears. I wish she would just let them flow freely. Her self-liberation is something I could even cry about.

“You can cry, Nova. Let me see those pretty tears stain your face. I’ll fuck every tear out of you, every moan, and every breath. You belong to me, do you understand?”

She nods her head, breathing hard.

“Say it. Tell me who the fuck you belong to,” I command.

“You, Loki. I belong to you. Only to you,” she cries.

Her admission fuels the dark depravity that lives inside me. But it’s not enough. I need to hear her beg for what she wants. I know she wants more. Needs more. Deserves more… and I will give it to her, but only after she begs.

I take a step backwards, then two more away from her. I’m trying to keep myself from pushing her off that cliff. She needs to come to me.

“Beg me for what you want.”

Her eyes scream in reply but nothing comes out of her lips.

“That’s not enough. Tell me, Nova. Get on your knees and beg.”

“Please, Loki,” she whispers as she falls to her knees.

“Good girl.”

I close the gap between us, bend down and lift her by her asscheeks, putting her back onto the counter. Nova claws my shoulders to steady herself as she gazes into my eyes. I scoot her forward until she’s right on the edge, hovering above my dick.

Using the palm of my hand, I force her to lay down. I purposefully make it so she has to grab onto the edge so she won’t slip off.

I grab her right leg and hold it along my left forearm before ramming into her. She lets out a surprised squeal at the sensation.

I pull out quickly before thrusting back in. The room is surrounded by a symphony of her sounds. I can feel myself getting ready to come as I savor how her cunt wraps around my dick. I squeeze the top of her calf as she traps my fingers with the back of her knee, pulling me closer.

“Fuck,” Nova tells me. “I want this, I’ve wanted this forever, Loki. I’m just confused. How could I want this so much?”

I smile and stop halfway inside her pussy.

“You’re like a storm. You sucked me in and did the damage. I don’t want you to pass over me, though. I want to be stuck in this perpetual spin of life, tangled against each other. It’s okay if you need to sweep over me because I will do what everyone else does when a storm passes… I will mark it in the history books, erect a memorial, and remember the time we had together until the day I cease to exist. I love you.”

Nova moans and sits up. The action makes her slip and slide off the table and into my arms, pushing my dick farther into her. She wraps her fingers around my neck and pulls me towards her as I lift her left leg. She dives in, kissing me like this is the first and last time we’ll ever be here. The blood I smeared on her face is now dry and flaking as I taste the leftover flavor on and around her lips.

“Then take me. Fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like your life depends on it. I didn’t know it could be like this. I want this, Loki. I want all of this… all of you. I love you, too.”

“You’ll get what you ask for, Min Myrkr Stjärna.”

I pull her off my cock and set her on her feet. I grab her nightgown from the floor, dressing her, and turning it into a makeshift strapless dress. I know that if anyone found us, they would be more focused on the blood covering our bodies than anything else, but I don’t want anyone else to see her body. That is mine. She frowns, thinking I’m done.

“Come with me.” I pull my pants up with one hand and push the door open. She can scream as loud as she wants and no one will think twice. We are in an asylum anyway.

Sated

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