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“Mmm… I adore that about you, Raven. You’re as famished as I am.” His fingers worked magic, and within a few seconds I was pushed beyond imagining, the madness I’d experienced before encasing both of us, snarling us in a thick web.

The man’s cock was hot, so fucking hot that I laughed, my legs like jelly. I had to be causing pain, but I couldn’t stop myself, pulling all the way to the tip, squeezing. When I felt drops of pre-cum, it was all I could do not to beg him to allow me to drop to my knees just like he wanted, sucking him dry.

“Please fuck me. I can’t take it. This is maddening.” I tossed my head back and forth.

“Are you a good girl? Will you obey your master?”

“Yes, God, yes.” I gave his cock another few rough tugs, the swirl of lights in front of my face preventing me from seeing his expression. But he was tense, spun tightly. I could hear it in his deep voice, and in his dark commands. My pussy muscles clenched and released, dragging me closer and closer to sweet nirvana.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” My pants were ragged and I tried desperately not to scream out his name. The excitement of what we were doing, easily found by anyone walking in, added to the moment of raw ecstasy.

As an orgasm swept through me, he lowered his head, allowing his savage whispers to float into the sinful part of my brain. I felt every delicious contraction as if it were my first, the pleasure so powerful I was pulled into a vacuum where neither time nor space existed.

“Good girl. Such a good girl.”

His praise suddenly meant everything, my heart thudding in my chest from the excitement and rush of adrenaline tearing through me.

“I’m going to tie you down very soon, my sweet Raven. And I’m going to lick every inch of your body. Imagine when I cover you with my cum, rubbing it into your skin.”

“Uh-huh.” The climax turned into a wave, one so hot and needy that I bucked against him.

“I’ll tease you with my tongue, refusing to allow you to come until you bend to my will. Consider this a gift, Raven, one that won’t come again so easily.” He rolled his thumb around my clit, pinching the tender flesh and I would have fallen if the weight of his body against mine wasn’t holding me up.

His filthy words hooked into the deepest part of me, drawing out the increasing sense of desperation. How could I allow myself to fall so hard for this man? I slumped against him, rolling my hand between his legs and fingering his testicles. They were full of seed. Now my mouth watered. “Yes.” The single word was all I could say.

He jerked his fingers from my wetness, holding his arm into the air before spinning me around to face the mirror. “Now, I fuck you.”

His statement was far too exciting, the darkness inside of me hungering for more. Something filthy and sinful. Breathtaking. And utterly terrifying. Which is exactly what he had planned to provide.

This was his claiming of not only my body but also of my soul. This went against all morals and ethics, everything I’d been taught, yet I still didn’t care.

“Yes,” I managed.

“Isn’t that what you want, Raven, for me to take full control over you? To use you. To fuck you. To own you?”

“Yes.” Why did the word come so easily? Even though I was staring into the reflected eyes of the most gorgeous man on the face of the earth, this wasn’t by any means a fairytale. There never would be in this life or in his universe.

He drove the entire length of his cock into my pussy, issuing a deep growl. The way he wrapped his hand around my throat was even more possessive, but it was the look in his eyes that should scare me for all eternity. He was the devil reincarnated and he’d just pulled me forever from the light of my world, consuming the goodness as if he’d always owned it.

As he fucked me, he never blinked. Not once. He plunged with such ferocity I could swear he was a dying man and this was his last act. His hold only tightened, his fingers digging into me. I should feel suffocated because I knew exactly what he was capable of, but this was exactly what I’d wanted.

Maybe the brutal beast was attempting to find his soul. The sounds we made were animalistic, the savage thrusts knocking the air from my lungs. I slammed my hand against the mirror with enough force I was certain it would crack, pushing back against him with desperate need to have him deeper,

When I arched my back, he jammed his slickened fingers into my dark hole, finger fucking my asshole. The moment of filth increased, the sin nothing I could walk away from. This man had become all I hated.

And everything I wanted.

My face was shimmering, but nothing like the beads of sweat trickling down both sides of his chiseled jaw. But it wasn’t from exertion, only a strangled yearning that had taken away a part of him as it had done to me. I used the leverage, pushing back against him, meeting every brutal thrust.

Within seconds, his entire body tensed, his jaw more clenched than before.

“I’m coming inside of you, filling you. Fuck, you’re mine. Forever mine.”

I finally closed my eyes, breaking the hypnotic state, trying to force the gears of my mind to process what was happening.

And the nightmare that continued to unfold.

As his body spasmed, I clenched my pussy muscles, drawing his cock in even deeper. Yet at that beautiful, tender moment I felt a single tear slipping past my lashes.

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