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His balls were pressed right against her pussy, a heavy weight reminding her what they were doing. He only gave her a few seconds to adjust to his size before he started moving in and out, slowly at first.
“So. Fucking. Good.”
After several moments, he picked up his speed and fucked her with long, powerful strokes. His balls slapped her moist pussy, the sound erotic, dirty and good.
She wanted this to last, because the thought of it ending, of reality crashing back to them, wasn’t something she wanted to think about. Not yet at least.
“I own you, Angelina.” He gripped her harder, marking her with his touch.
God, I feel so free, so alive right now.
Fury gripped a chunk of her hair with his other hand and pulled her head back. With her throat arched, bared, she felt vulnerable, but in a good way. Another orgasm rose up in her, and all she wanted was to have it consume her.
“That’s it. Let go for me, baby.” Fury tightened his hold on her hair a little harder and growled. He thrust harder and faster, having her cry out for how much it hurt, for how good it felt.
And then he groaned deeply and pulled out of her. She felt the hot jets of his cum cover her ass and lower back. Angelina wanted to watch him, but she was still reeling from the pleasure.
His orgasm seemed to go on forever, and she could actually feel him coming, felt his spunk sliding down the crease of her ass and along her pussy. It felt good, like she was claimed.
And when he finally relaxed and she knew he was done coming, Fury pulled away from her. Angelina collapsed on her belly, closed her eyes, and just let the post-euphoric haze wash over her.
She breathed in and out heavily at first, but soon her breathing became normal as she started to relax. She opened her eyes, and it was to see Fury watching her.
Is this what it means to be owned?
It sure as hell felt like it.
“Yeah, baby. This is exactly what it means to be owned.”
Angelina didn’t even care that she’d obviously said those words out loud, because hearing Fury say that phrase warmed her, made her feel whole.
And then he reached out and rubbed his cum along her flesh, as if wanting his scent, his very essence engrained in her.
“This is what it means to be mine, Angelina.”
He pulled her close, and she relaxed against him.
She stared into his dark, turbulent eyes, knowing this man could have crushed her with just a stare. He was primal and intense, and that feral quality made her feel stable. If she accepted this, did this with him, there was no going back, not from any of this.
Where would I go anyway?
Being free was something she’d never experienced before, never thought she’d actually get to have, even after she’d left home.
“You want me, and I want you. That can’t be wrong.”
As screwed up as this all was, Angelina felt something dark rise in her for this man. She wanted to be with him, wanted to let herself just be free.
“You want freedom, and you can have it, Angelina.”
He looked so hard, so determined.
“Freedom isn’t that easy, Fury.” She was being honest, even with herself. Being with someone didn’t mean her troubles would just vanish. She still had a past, scars that ran deep.
“It’s easy, so fucking easy if you allow yourself to live that way, Angelina.” He gripped her chin and forced her to look at him. “Be with me and I’ll show you.”
Could she actually do this, see where things led with him? It couldn’t hurt.
Her life thus far hadn’t made her feel a fraction of the emotion she felt while with Fury.
