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“I have every intention to make it hurt, Professor. Until every part of you understands you can never get away from me. There’s no hellhole where I won’t find you. There’s no version of your life where I won’t come after you and tear apart any man you ever date. I’ll rip his guts out right in front of you just like I did with Romano.”

I fuck her harder with my fingers, her hips rolling wildly against my knuckles despite the discomfort of how I fill her, and the revulsion my words must be causing.

“Tell me,” I purr, my voice leaking like smoke from the hell inside my chest. “Does it turn you on when I fuck men up for you? That I’m capable of atrocities for you?”

“It’s scaring me,” she manages, but the longing is loud in her strained voice.

I release my grip on her throat, my hand sliding down her neck and inside her hoodie, gripping her breast hard enough to make her hiss. I play my thumb over her puckered nipple, watching her writhe into my touch like a demoness seeking more pleasure.

“You have to let me go,” she manages among panting breaths. “This love is only going to destroy us both.”

“I could have gone on living like a daredevil with a death wish if I’d never met you. Not anymore. Try to leave me again, and you’ll see me unleashed on the world like a fucking pestilence. I’d burn everything in my path to find you, Eva.” I bite the lobe of her ear gently, very much in contrast with the savage pace at which I’m fingering her pussy and kneading and possessing her breasts. “And that would be all your fault,” I whisper, letting her feel the entire weight of it.

“And if I submit myself to you? For good?”

My eyes move to hers in the mirror. “Is this a negotiation?”

“One that will end in a contract of ownership, if that’s what you want.” She grabs her pants at her hips and starts pushing them down, giving me better access to her needy pussy.

“The way I see it,” I mutter, my lips still in her ear and my eyes on hers, “the ownership is mutual. I’d be as much yours as you are mine. I already am yours. All yours.” She shudders with pleasure because she senses the truth of my declaration. I mean each and every word. This is my ritual. This is my way of sanctifying our bond.

Her leggings are now halfway down her thighs, lowered just enough for her to enjoy my depraved possession. I hiss as I watch her, soaked with desire to be used.

“You want to come all over my fist and all the violence it’s capable of?” I grin wickedly. “Well then, you’re gonna have to show me just how ready you are to be nastily owned.”

I ease my fingers out of her, causing her to groan in frustration, jerking her hips to bring that needy cunt back onto my fingers. But instead of giving her what she needs, I grab her ponytail roughly and force her down on her knees.

I unzip my fly with my other hand and free my veined, hungry erection.

“Open,” I command, basically shoving it in her face.

Her eyes hang lustfully on mine as she obeys. I release a deep groan as I shove it down her throat. I force myself in to my balls, making her gag on it, then start thrusting roughly, all for the pleasure of the devil inside. This isn’t about making her feel good. It’s about making her understand that she’s owned. That she’s chained to me if she wants this world to remain a safe place.

My rhythm turns brutal as I completely disregard the gagging sounds she makes. As long as she enjoys choking on my cock, I have no problem using her mouth as my personal cum hole. Only that’s not where I’m gonna leave my cum today. I look in the mirror to see her throat expand as I fuck it, her eyes teary and her skin sweaty and flushed. Seeing her on her knees with her pants shoved down mid-thigh turns me into a wild beast. My balls clench with the readiness to spill inside her mouth, but I pull out at the last moment and shove her on the floor, facing the mirror.

She barely understands what’s happening, confused as I rip her pants down her legs. She tries to yelp but barely manages as I grip her hips, kneel behind her and pull her cunt down my cock. She cries out as I fill her in one go, but I keep her in place and ram my cock inside her, harder and rougher.

“Micah, please.” Her voice is faint, but I can feel her aching.

“Not today, Professor,” I growl from my chest. My balls are so tightly clenched they hurt. “I’ll make you feel me in all your holes, and remember what I promised this juicy piece of ass?”

I press my thumb onto her pucker, reminding her of my plans. She stills for a moment, her eyes frenzied in the mirror with both arousal and fear. She tries to claw herself away from me, but I sit back on my heels and pull her all the way down my cock, forcing her soaked walls open.

Her palms squeak against the floor, her fingernails biting into the ground, but there’s no escape for her.

“This will be much less painful if you don’t resist.” My thumb penetrates her ass. She loosens a moan and bites her lip.

“Just let yourself go, and I promise that you’ll know pleasure on a whole new level. Of course, if you want me to stop, you always have your safe word. It’s easy—No.” I pause. “Do you want to say no now, Eva?”

She bucks a little on my cock, silently demanding that I start moving again.

“By God, you look beautiful, Eva. Being every bit your wild, true self, enjoying a man you should hate. But you’re gonna have to say the word, if you want me to stop or to continue. It’s either no or please.”

I just bury myself deeper, leaning over her back to grab her jaw and make her watch herself in the mirror.

“Look at you being a whore for me,” I growl as she seeks friction with my cock like crazy.

Her eyes are alight with the flames of need as she stares at me in the mirror.

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