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Sniffling, he leaned his cheek into my palm and whispered, "Quiero a mi mamá."
"You mother?" I squeezed out, unsure of what he was trying to tell me. "Your mamá?"
He nodded slowly.
"What about her?"
Silence.
"Trigger?"
Another frustrated frown.
"Don’t be sad." Pulling myself onto my knees, I shuffled closer and pressed a tentative kiss to his dirty cheek. "I'll be your partner if you'll be mine." Keeping my hand on his cheek, I closed my eyes and whispered, "I'll save you if you save me?"
"No deberías estar aquí con estos monstruos," he said, nuzzling his jaw into my touch. "Ellos tomarán todo lo que es puro de ti." Pulling back to look at me, he whispered, "te mantendré seguro…"
Trigger's blood was in my mouth, mixing with mine, as our tongues dueled violently. This was a sick sort of pleasure and I felt my body betray the warning signs my brain was sending out.
"Now, fill her with your seed," his father commanded from somewhere in the room. "Give her an heir to grow and give me a grandson to rule."
Falling onto my back with Trigger's big body landing heavily on mine, I let my legs fall open and whimpered into his mouth when I felt his thick cock nudging against my pussy lips.
Unlike earlier, Trigger's hands remained on my face when he pushed inside of me, cupping my cheeks as he sucked on my tongue, drinking my blood into his body, as he slowly rocked into me.
Fuck this iniquitous code.
Everything about this man was too big for me. He was too tall, too strong, too animalistic, too fucking dangerous.
And now?
Now, I belonged to him.
I was his.
To do whatever he wished with me.
"Aplastaré tu coño, corderito..."
His earlier threat floated into my mind and my blood ran cold in an instant.
You're in trouble, Ashton.
Don’t trust his kisses.
He's not the same man.
The Trig you knew would never harm you, no matter how angry he was.
And now your body belongs to him.
Stiffening beneath his powerful body, I remained motionless to his gentle onslaught. He was cradling my face lovingly, kissing me like he used to before he labeled me aputa traidora, and I was too numb to feel any of it.
He was attempting to be gentle; he was trying so hard not to hurt me with shallow, lovemaking thrusts, and it hurt my heart fiercely.
This was what you wanted, Ashton,my heart ferociously defended his actions, trying to coax silly nonsense into me.He finally claimed you. And now, he'll get you out of this world like he always promised he would.
He will save you.
