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The air around us was heavy, thick with tension. The quiet that fell on us was broken only by the sound of our harsh breathing as I waited for Locke to make the next move.

Finally, he grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him. I was still sitting on the couch, but my ass was hanging off the edge. I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him closer as I felt his hard cock pressing against me.

“Fuck me, Locke. Please.”

And with that, he thrust inside me, his cock filling me up as I let out a shuddering moan.

My words had been my undoing, because I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, as if my sex had driven him wild. He moaned as he pushed himself deeper, his cock buried inside of me.

He was big. Too big.

The stretch of my pussy reminded me of the night—

It was as if my body remembered how it felt to be fucked by Locke. And yet there was no way—

I felt him pull out of me and flip me around. I was facing the back of the couch, my ass high in the air as Locke pushed me down, his cock finding its way back into me.

I moaned loudly, my hands resting on the couch and my face buried in the cushions. I could feel him pounding me, his cock slamming into my pussy while his pelvis pressed against my ass.

He grunted as he fucked me, and my breath was muffled just as it had been with the musty dirt of the forest during the nights of The Hunt.

His breathing sounded the same, his growls sent the same chill through my body, and his cock spread me to the point where I had no choice but to cry out.

But this was Locke.

Not the bone-masked hunter.

Locke. Just Locke.

His hands slapped against my ass, the sound crackling through the room, and I could feel the sting of his strikes spread out over my flesh as he continued to pound me.

His grip on my hips tightened, my legs trembling as he slammed into me.

My head was swimming—my pussy throbbing, my body ached to feel him deeper, and the ache between my legs was growing more and more intense. Each of Locke’s thrusts forced me to spread my legs wider, and I could feel them growing stiff with pain as I struggled to bend them at the knee.

“Fuck me harder, Locke.”

I could hear the tremor in my voice, the excitement licking at my skin.

“You like that, Storee?” he grunted.

He picked up speed, his cock slamming against my ass as he fucked me like an animal. The sounds of his cock sliding inand out of me were mixed with the sound of my moans, the desperation in his voice fueling the growing fire of my lust.

“You like how I fuck you, Storee?” he growled as his hands left my hips and wrapped around my waist. “You like it when I spank this ass of yours, don’t you?”

He pulled me toward him, his cock pushing deeper inside my pussy until I thought it might split me in two. I let out a moan, and then felt his cock pulsing inside me.

“Because after tonight, you’ll never fuck another man again. Never again.” He then spanked my ass harder than he had before. So hard that I cried out as I gripped the cushion of the couch. “And if you ever break a promise to me again, and do something so fucking foolish again,” he spanked me even harder, his broad palm sparking fire on the flesh of my ass, “I’ll take a belt to you again.”

I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t have gotten the words out even if I’d tried. I was lost in the moment, pinned by his hard cock, taking every inch of him as he pulled my hair and spanked my ass.

His warning was everything I’d ever wanted to hear.

I wanted him to claim me; to make me his.

I wanted to be punished when I was bad, and rewarded when I was good.

He slipped his hands around my waist, moving them up until I felt his fingers slide inside my pussy. His fingers were coated with my juices, his hand moving back and forth, plunging in deeper and deeper until he was pressing against my G-spot.

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