“You deserve love,” I cry out. My skin burns as he rubs my cheeks.
“Fuck you,idiot.”
Three more land on my right cheek. My cock goes fully hard, seeking release. I rub myself against his thigh. The world disappears, a blurry haze fills my vision. My defenses crumble.
“Sayyoudeserve love.”
“I deserve love.” I stop caring about anything else. Just his hand, the sensation, and my cock seeking release. With the last thrust, stars burst around the edge of my eyes. A shiver runs through me. Everything inside me lights up. I come against his thigh.
He doesn’t let me go. I don't want him to stop. My body sags against him, completely surrendering. Being owned like this... I never thought I'd enjoy it. But with him, I love every second of it.
The hits keep coming while Nicholas makes me say the most embarrassing shit. I lose track of time. Every word, every movement feels like a fragment of my imagination. I let the tears fall while he slaps my thighs. Everything feels raw. Hot.
Thoughts blurring, I repeat every word, my voice growing shakier. My muscles go slack. My skin prickles. I feel boneless.
Nicholas's dick gets hard beneath me. A rush of warmth washes over me.
I can't form a coherent sentence. “Inside me…fuck, I want you.”
He moves fast, gently lowering me onto my stomach before tugging my pants and underwear the rest of the way off. The prep is quick and rough, two fingers inside my hole. Forcing my body to make space for him.
When I feel the blunt head of his length pressing against me, I try to push back, but I can't move. My body is too heavy to do anything.
He pushes into me slowly, driving me open.
“I love you. I love you so fucking much,” he says, punctuating each word with another slow thrust. With the last one, he buries himself fully inside me, his skin brushing against my raw cheeks. Lighting me on fire. He doesn't wait for me to adjust, thrusting into me again and again until I'm screaming. My throat raw. The loneliness evaporates. The ache inside me eases.
I am on cloud nine. The walls disappear. The bed disappears. It's just him and me. He owns me. “I love you,” I scream.
He increases his pace. He pulls my hip up for better access. Then his cock brushes against my oversensitive prostate with every thrust.
Every nerve in my body comes alive. “Fuck, Nick,” I groan.
He doesn't let up, pushing into me again and again. My skin feels too tight for my body. Then something inside me unravels, and I come once more. My T-shirt, already soaked with sweat and cum, clings to my skin.
Nicholas fucks into me a few more times before stilling. With a loud groan, he fills me with his cum, marking me.
He rolls us over to the side, leaving his cock buried inside me.
“Do you finally get it?” he whispers in my ear.
I shiver and nod, barely awake. I feel completely boneless.
He drops a kiss on the top of my head, our bodies still plastered together. His warmth encases me in a safe cocoon. I never want to leave him. Leave his bed. And now, I don’t have to.
Then I feel him getting hard again.
“You weren't done yet, were you?” he asks.
Before I know it, he's lifting my leg and pushing into me again.
He thrusts into me while I lie there. My skin on fire. My body floating. My senses blurred together. Light. Free.
My dick gives a valiant effort to get into the action. But me, with my poor human stamina, don't stand a chance. He fucks me fast, faster than ever before, and comes inside me, filling me again.
Then he pulls me closer, burying two fingers inside me. Plugging me. “You’re mine.”
“I'm yours,” I whisper. That's all I remember before everything goes dark.
