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“I can have you anytime I want, Giada. Imagine the passion that will develop over time.” His words were just as exciting, pushing me closer to the sweet release of nirvana.
Fury rolled into me, hatred for myself and of the brute taking me like an animal. There was no hesitation, his cock finding my wetness once again.
As he plunged in several times, his force driving me into the bed, I clawed at the bottom sheet. There was no avoiding the dancing vibrations, the rush of adrenaline as he fucked me. There was no disavowing the intensity of our connection. This wasn’t just about extreme lust. There was much more involved.
I longed to deny him any satisfaction, shutting down my systems as a way of keeping control. But everything was shoved aside as a climax rushed into me. So unexpected. So unwanted. Yet as the sensations shot through me like a bolt of lightning, I threw my head back, moaning in deep, guttural sounds.
“That’s it,printsessa. Come for me like a good little girl.”
The words dripped of venom but that didn’t matter to my aching pussy, one orgasm slipping into a second. It was so powerful I was exhausted, tiny beads of perspiration trickling down from my forehead. He was as rough as he’d promised, pushing me harder. I pressed my face against the cool sheet, still gasping for air. Nothing had ever felt so explosive.
“We’re just getting started, my beautiful bride to be.”
His words were like a distant echo, pulsing into my ears yet barely registering. I remained somewhere on the verge of ecstasy when he pulled me onto all fours, wrapping his hand around my hair in order to keep me in place. His cock remained inside, swelling even more, filling me completely.
The pounding continued, so forceful the headboard slammed against the wall, the hard thumping like the deep rumble of a bass drum. Every beat skittered in my heart.
He continued, his guttural sounds floating around me, swirling in time to the tribal music. I was lost, no longer the woman who’d been so excited for a new life. This was my life now.
He was my world.
This was nothing more than confirmation.
I could sense he was close to coming, a part of me wanting this atrocity finished, the other wishing it would last for hours.
Time seemed to have no relevance, the world around us forgetting we existed. When he issued a primal roar, I shuddered, my entire body tingling. He continued thrusting like a wild man, stretching my muscles even more. Finally, his body began to shake violently, words in Russian pounding into my ears. When he released, all I could hear was the rapid beating of my heart.
I closed my eyes, ready for sweet peace, praying he would leave.
But I was wrong.
He smacked my bottom several times, forcing me to remain awake and completely aroused. I was surprised the slight pain was invigorating, pushing the desire back to the surface.
After several additional slaps to my bottom, he slid the tip of his cock into the crease of my ass.
“What are you doing?” I struggled in his hold, trying to claw myself away. This had never happened before. I couldn’t believe he was doing this to me.
“Relax,printsessa. This is the single time I will be gentle.”
If he thought his words would soothe me, he was wrong, but as he pushed his cock in an inch at a time, I was shocked the agony was minimal. He remained hard even after erupting deep inside of me, sliding in another inch. Then another. I gritted my teeth, a wave of pain quickly turning into an entirely different kind of pleasure.
Panting, I licked my dry lips, no longer able to focus. I remained in a fog as he drove the last few inches inside, holding his stance and rubbing his fingers down my spine. Still exhausted, I continued to claw the bedding, digging at it, yanking the soft material into a tight ball.
“So fucking tight. Is this your greatest sin, Giada? Do you need to go to confession because you’re enjoying a stranger fucking you like an animal?”
Was he trying to insult me?
His words stung for no other reason than I wanted this. I continued to crave him, no matter how filthy the action. The need was far too great. Tears formed in my eyes, the humiliation nearly complete. He’d forced me to accept I wasn’t a good little girl any longer.
I was his whore, his plaything.
His pet.
Soon, I would be his wife.
As he fucked me just as voraciously as he’d done before, I couldn’t believe the hint of pain had turned into the most incredible sensations. I was breathless, trying to accept that I was enjoying this.
He was relentless, yet as he brushed his fingers down my back, I sensed a difference in him, as if surrendering had broken through his hard edge. When he was finished, he pressed a single kiss against my lower back before pulling the sheet over my aching body. The action was surprisingly tender.
