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She bites her lip. All her features contort to express such lust that I’m losing it. I grab my hard dick through my pants. It’s a handful, and I know it terrifies her in all the right ways.
“I’m gonna bury myself balls-deep into your pussy and send orgasms tearing through your body until you fucking pray to me.”
I grab a fistful of her hair, holding her in place.
“No matter how badly it hurts, don’t you let go of your knees. Keep that cunt open and ready for me to use.”
I crush her lips under mine, biting and sucking them into my mouth as I push down my sweatpants with one hand and grab my erect cock at the root. Sirenna holds her breath when I place the wide crest at her pussy, pushing through her folds.
I grin down at her, one hand fisted in her hair and the other one on my cock, taking delight in the mix of ecstasy and terror on her face.
“You enjoy seeing me terrified, don’t you?” she says, her voice husky and full of desire as fucked up as mine. “Why?”
The question catches me in a moment so raw that bare honesty is the only option. “Because pain sticks with people more than pleasure. Pain is power. If all I gave you was pleasure, you’d forget me far too easily. It wouldn’t be long before I was nothing but just another hopelessly in love idiot in your book.”
Sadness spreads over her face with each one of my words. “Zayne, no.” She shakes her head like I’ve gotten something terribly wrong. “You don’t understand, I–”
“The question is,” I cut her off, forcing myself deeper inside of her, “why do you enjoy being brutally taken?”
I push all the way in, taking delight in her grimace, the mix of rapture and ache as I fill her completely.
“Why do you come so hard for my abuse?”
She opens her mouth, her perfect tits bouncing as I thrust into her like I mean it. What I get is a breathless answer, her hands white-knuckling her knees.
“I come for you, Zayne, no matter how and where you take me. I came for you at the bar, at the hotel, I came for you when you took my mouth like an animal and when I rode your face. It’s you.” She looks delirious as I amp up my rhythm to a punishing pace. “No one ever made me feel like this. I’m yours.”
A fucking cataclysm mounts up inside me. I spill myself inside her with a growl that I’m sure can be heard outside the penthouse. I bury myself inside of her with a roar, hand so tight in her hair that she cries out, her soaked walls parted to let me fill her with my seed. I want to pour myself entirely into her, fill up ever fiber of her body, make sure she carries me with her wherever she goes. I fucking want to see through her eyes, feel through her heart. And goddammit, how I want her to fucking love me like I love her.
CHAPTER VII
Sirenna
God, I love him!
It’s a tragedy, really, the power he has over me, the love that fills me to the brim every time I watch the blue tempest in those eyes when he comes for me. I could watch it forever, even if it tore my body apart.
