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Pain pinches her face together as she slowly works me into her body, making me almost insane from the slow tightness of her muscles letting me in.

“Fuck, little one. This is cheating... how... how do you expect me to answer you?”

She shrugs, returning one paddle back into her other hand and placing them on my shoulders, letting the electricity coil through me and then her. Both of us cry out, and my eyes roll in my head, seeing Emery open his eyes and take us in from where he’s chained.

A pained look crashes through his features, but I turn my attention back to where it matters. Onto Carina.

“The market,” I rush out as she rides up and down so slowly and threatens to touch me with the paddles again. “You bumped into me last October. You dumped your pumpkin latte on me!” I get out through gritted teeth. It’s taking every fucking ounce of self-control I have to not flip her and drive into her. She feels like heaven.

She stops moving as she remembers me. But surely not in as much detail as I remembered her. How I still remember her when I touch myself to her image.

“Fuck, if you don’t move, I might die...” I beg.

She smiles, power filtering across her face.

She touches me with the paddles again, low electricity cascading through us both. We both shout in pleasure as I lift off the floor and slam deep inside her.

“Fuck, what was that for?” I ask as she throws the paddles back onto the cart.

“Because it feels good,” she admits, slamming her lips down onto mine.

Grabbing onto her supple hips, I squeeze them. Carina cries out, biting my lip past the point of pain.

My cock almost erupts, filling her.

Breaking our kiss, Carina reaches up and rubs her fingers through the blood of the wound she left behind, smearing it across my face.

“You look good in red, stalker.” Her words spur me on., my hands find her throat, testing as I wrap both around her, as they’ve done once before. Only this time, we’re not coated in the moonlight, we’re bathed in the yellow glow of lights in a warehouse long abandoned, and the eyes of the monster who hurt her.

Carina arches into my hold. “Tighter,” she says.

An inner war brews. I know someone has hurt her before, but it seems she blossoms in the darkness, forgetting her past as she controls those beneath her.

When I tighten my hold, she glides up to the tip of me, dropping back down in a slow movement that almost kills me in one fell swoop.

“Fuck, you feel so goddamn good,” I growl, trying to keep my cum firmly where it belongs until she comes for me.

She’s lost. Her eyes are rolled back in her head, body moving mechanically toward the finish line as I steal her air and give her power at the same time.

“I want you to come for me. Because I can’t hold out much longer, little one. I need to come for you, too,” I beg. She nods frantically, and I tighten my hands.

Her eyes meet mine, frenzy filling them for a moment.

“I’ve got you. I’ll never hurt you. You’ve got the power,” I tell her, and her mouth drops open as I feel her pussy tighten around me.

“Fuck, Carina, that’s it, come for me! Fuck, Carina!”

My cock follows her, filling her full as she rides the last of her orgasm out over me.

When she stops, I let my hands slide off her throat, slipping over her breasts languidly as she leans down and rests her head in the crook of my neck.

“I never knew it could be...” she trails off.

“That’s because you were stolen from, little one. Wasn’t she, Emery?”

Carina gasps, sitting up and turning around to meet the eyes of her attacker who’d watched her take a man inside her for the first time since what he’d done. Tears are streaking down his face.

She slips off me, and we both hiss. I’m ready to grab her clothes and talk her down, but she doesn’t head to get dressed. She saunters over toward Emery, leaning over him in all her nude glory.

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