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“Tell me your name.”
“Please, you’re going to hurt me.”
“Your name, Princess.”
“Elliot,” he pressed his cock into the tight rings of her asshole and demanded she open up for him. “I couldn’t take two of your fingers, I won’t… please… I won’t be able to take your cock. Don’t.” The only lubrication he allowed was the wetness he had taken from her pussy.
“You’ll take what I give you. You’ll say what I demand. I want your name.”
He crushed her to him as he thrust half of his cock inside her. The tears she had tried to keep contained flowed out of her now freely.
The searing stretch of her flesh felt like a hot poker to her skin. She writhed against him, biting her lip until she tasted blood.
“Elliot,” she cried. He snaked his hand between her thighs.
He captured her copious streams of wetness then licked it off his palm. He stroked her clit with such tenderness yet his cock continued to rip her asshole apart. He drove into her until her defenses died, and her resistance snapped.
“Tell me your name, beautiful.”
She surrendered to him and in exchange, he gave her the most blinding pain in a cushion of such dark deviant splendor, she felt as if she were levitating.
“Vivian,” she said softly. “My name is Vivian.”
Elliot whispered her name as he drove the last inches of his cock into her asshole.
He gave her the side of his palm to bite down on when her cries became frantic.
He never stopped stroking her clit, sucking on the flesh on the side of her neck. He never stopped saying her name. Not once... Not while he fucked her small tiny asshole with his huge thick cock.
He made her come but she reeled through the experience as if he had made her come a thousand times.
Tears dropped onto the table when he took her hand, guided her fingers into her pussy, and let her feel his cock pounding inside her.
Vivian memorized every tiny detail. She touched the head of his shaft through the tissue-thin partition that separated her pussy from her ass.
“Fuck. Vivian.”
She memorized the feeling of him erupting inside her asshole too. The sound of her name slipped from his lip like agony. The way he held her.
He took all of her. Every part. Every breath.
But when his reality dawned she would come up inferior to his need for vengeance against Tobias Ariti.
~~~***~~~
Days may have passed.
Vivian didn’t know. Elliot didn’t let her out of his sight. He bathed her. Fed her. Fucked her. Made love to her. He held her. He kissed her. He pumped her with orgasms that scaled her over into the sublime and she entered a haven where nothing mattered but his heartbeat, hearing him say her name.
She allowed herself to be cocooned in his arms because she knew it wasn’t going to last forever.
Elliot Knight belonged in this world. He was king. All she wanted was to get out and blend into the masses. Like ordinary people.
Then it happened.
She woke up one morning to find herself alone. She didn’t allow herself a moment to have a breakdown. She wouldn’t be able to leave if that happened.
She had planned to leave in what she had come dressed in which happened to be a wedding gown, stockings, shoes, and a bra. Her panties had to be thrown away.
