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Her villain.

The growl grows deeper as I drag my cock out from the warmth of her body. Light pink intersperses the clear slick coating me, proving even more how I’ve stolen her innocence. Gripping her again, I invade her, stretching her out around my cock.

Soon, her small gasps turn into moans, spurring me on. I slide my free hand between us to stroke her clit, giving her even more pleasure as she takes my punishing thrusts. The plug inside her ass, though small, rubs up against the underside of me, making her impossibly tight hole feel even smaller.

Pleasure races down my spine, making everything tingle as I continue to thrust in and out, never stopping, never relenting. Her moans turn into frantic cries as she tenses around me. So close. My little bride is so very close.

Her inner walls ripple around my girth, making my eyes cross and my balls tighten up to the point of pain. I keep my fingers moving over her clit, demanding she come with my cock in her pretty little pussy.

“Come for me, Princess,” I growl. “I want to feel you shatter around me. I want to watch you fall apart as I fuck you for the first time.”

My words must have been the tipping point, because soon, everything goes taut. Her lips part, but all that comes out is a low, deep moan. I continue to stroke her, riding out her orgasm as I do my absolute best to hold out until she’s done.

Need twists my insides as she writhes around me. The fluttering of her pussy as wave after wave rocks through her draws me ever closer to my own release. Only when she goes limp, do I stop stimulating her clit. I pound into her, my thrusts so hard it slams the headboard against the wall.

One stroke. Two. Three. A roar rips from my throat as my knot begins to swell. Gripping her ass in an iron grasp, I hold her still as I slam myself home. As my knot stretches her out even further, her impassioned cries begin again. Cum spurts from my cock, filling her up as I pulse deep inside her pussy.

“Fuck,” I groan, shivering with every jerk of my cock.

Finger by finger, I ease my grasp from her ass. Tomorrow, bruises will litter her skin, but I don’t care, and frankly, neither will she. With my cock still deep inside her, held firm by the knot, I lean over and undo her bonds, allowing her to flop underneath me.

Gathering her into my arms, I ease us over so she can lie down on top of me instead of becoming crushed under my bulk. Her soft breaths fan over my chest as she lies there, nearly motionless.

“Will... will it always be like this,” she murmurs, her words slightly slurred.

A deep, contented sigh flits past my lips. “God, I hope so. With or without the drugs, I plan to be in your pussy as often as I can.”

“That’s good. I like you here. I’m not so alone anymore.” Even as the last word leaves her lips, her soft snores fill the room.

I run my hand up and down her back, giving her all the warmth and comfort I can as she sleeps the drug off. For once, forever doesn’t feel so daunting. Though I’ve never been alone like she has, it’s nice to finally have someone as a permanent fixture in my life.

As she sleeps on top of me, my mind races and my gut churns. She seems so perfect for me. So right. I can only hope that when she discovers who I really am, that she will find it in her to still give me a chance.