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He stayed there, just like that, letting me get used to him and him to me. And oh, how I got used to him. I embraced the pain, just like he said, forcing my breathing to slow. He kneaded my ass cheeks with his palms, digging the pads of his thumbs deep into my muscles. “There you go. Relax.”
“Welcome home,” I whispered into the sheets.
“Welcome home yourself,” he said with an angry thrust that sent my eyes rolling back into my head. In both fists, I balled up the silky sheets and shifted my weight back into my hips, meeting his thrusts with a slide of my body.
I was stretched and torn. The pain woven with the pleasure making my body and heart so full even as bursting of painful fireworks darted outward from my core as Randal filled me impossibly full.
His rhythm was intense, always keeping me just on the edge of what I thought I could take. But never, not once, did I ask him to slow down. What he gave me, I embraced. The pain, the pleasure, the mind-bending waves of…
Permission, oh god, I need to ask for…
“Come on this cock,” he ordered, pounding me again and again. “Fucking come,” he thrusted, “on,” another thrust, “this cock.”
He roared as he powered into me once again. Even in my daze, a command was better than permission.
“Randal, oh sweet Jesus, Randal…” I moaned into the mattress as my inside pulsed and fluttered.
My toes curled so hard that my feet cramped. And then it happened. I came for him from the inside out. I was lost in fast-flowing rapids. I was upside down in another world. I screamed his name into the mattress, and as I screamed it, he egged me on.
“Take it, fucking take it, baby,” he bellowed as he plunged into me again and again. “If you keep squeezing me like that, Iris, you’re going to make me come.”
It was time for me to take some power back from him. High time. So I squeezed. I squeezed him with all the power I had—every ounce of desire, every bit of adoration, every shard of fear. All my strength went from my pussy into his cock. I knew well enough I couldn’t be giving him orders. But with his body I told him.
Come for me.
Come in me.
I had never heard a human being make a sound like he did right then. It was a moose in the rut, it was a dog on a bitch’s scent. I turned my head over my shoulder to watch him release into me.
Blurry with pleasure though the world was, I saw him clearly. He had his head arched back, making the muscles of his chest and abdomen ripple. His shoulders were massive; every inch of him was absolutely perfect. His scars disappeared and I saw the man and beast as they merged into one.
One more thrust, then another, and finally he barreled into me with one long, raspy, “Fuuuck.”
He released into me deeply, hot and thick without withdrawing, round after round of his precious gift.
As he was still coming, I whispered so softly I thought he might not hear: “I love you.”
But he heard. Smiling now, and still inside me, he said, “I’ve always loved you. Always. Even before I knew you, I loved you. And now you’re mine forever.”
Very slowly, as we started to come down, he pulled out of me. My heartbeat thrummed between my legs as I reached out for him with my bound hands, his eyes kinder now, like they’d been when we were at my farm.
I was coming to see that there were two distinct sides to this man of mine.
On the one hand, there was this kind giant of a man, the one who helped me, who doted on me. But there was also a ferocious, selfish beast who put his own pleasure first—who used my body in every way that brought him satisfaction. Without knowing why or how, I understood it. I felt honored that I got to see both these sides, that he trusted me with all that he was.
He slipped his head between my arms and snuggled me up against him, rolling onto the bed with me on top. I straddled his massive hips, keeping the half-hard shaft of his cock against my opening. He kissed me deep and long. But when he pulled back from the kiss, I saw a seriousness in his eyes. Not anger, never that. But something serious all the same. He brushed my hair away from my cheek and nuzzled his nose against mine, looking me in the eye.
“Promise me you will always do what I tell you.”
“I promise,” I exhaled against the shell of his ear. Right then I would have promised him anything.
But he wasn’t done.
“Promise you will listen to me,” he said, holding me close and letting me feel his power, “Promise you will obey me like your very survival depends on it.”
