Page 122 of Pretty Thing

I thrust into her again, and she moans this time.

“Y…esss.”

My control is as fragile as a blade of grass when pushed, and tonight has pushed me to my limit. I pound into her, and the strangled cries become deep moans even as tears trail down her cheeks.

“You’re perfect and beautifully broken. But whole when you’re with me. You’re all mine. There is no checking out on me. Do you understand?”

Eden’s eyes roll back into her head.

A primitive craving rides my body, the intensity increasing with each passing second.

The sound of us fucking fills the loft, but I can’t get deep enough inside my Pretty Thing. With an annoyed roar, I pull out and Eden yelps. Releasing her neck, she gasps and gulps down air. There is no waiting for her to recover as I haul her over to the couch and bend her over. I quickly pull the remnants of her leggings off before tossing them aside.

I take a second to admire her ass, partially hidden by the cute dress. Snarling, I rub my cock up and down her sweet pussy, and she spreads her legs wider.

“That’s it…you know you belong here with me.”

Eden cries out when I line up and bury myself as deep as I can go. I don’t stop until her ass hits my abs. Then I lose myself completely. Each thrust pounds into her all the reasons she needs to stay. I’m the only one who can take care of her. I’m the one who was meant to find her. I’m meant to protect her. She is meant to be here with me. We are meant to love one another.

Her pussy clenches around my shaft, and she screams like she’s being murdered. She comes hard, and it makes her twice as wet.

Reaching forward, I grab her hair and pull until her back is arched and each breath is a whimper. She’s close again.

“Fe…lix…I…”

“Come for me, Eden. Show me how much you want to live. How much you want to stay with me. Come on my cock.”

“Oh…oh…oh…yes!” She yells as she clamps down on my shaft.

I grunt, my head falling back as I hold off for one more. She gasps when I tighten my grip on her hair, and the sound shoots through me.

“Touch your fucking pussy. You’ll come again and again until I tell you to stop. Do you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Then rub your fucking cunt.”

I’m trying hard to beat down the darkness in me, but instead it’s pushing me to take more, demand more. There is no losing Eden…never. She is my forever.

My eyes go to where we are joined. My cock slips in and out of her at a brutal pace. I wait, biting down on my lips to keep from coming. I fuck Eden until she is teetering right on the edge again.

This time, when she comes, so do I.

“Ah! Fuck…Pretty Thing. Yes!”

Each thrust draws more from me, all of the fear, rage, and primal desire that is consuming my soul. The release calms the wild, but my heart is still out of control.

My hand snakes through Eden’s hair and I get close to her ear.

“If the world must end, let it end with my hands on your throat and your name on my lips. History will call it destruction, but I call it love.”

I pull out and turn Eden around to face me. Her eyes are glassy but focused.

Her neck is red from my teeth and fingers, as is her cheek. Her lower lip trembles, but when Eden opens her mouth, she says the only thing that can quell the volatility burning in my gut.

“I love you,” she whispers.

My heart stops for a beat, the world no longer exists outside of this moment.