Page 56 of Salvation


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Maintaining the role of the victim isn’t easy, especially when every part of me is on fire, screaming for him to take me.

“Don’t you know the meaning of the word ‘stop’?” I ask him, my voice a mix of feigned fear and genuine frustration.

He pauses, his dark eyes meeting mine through the mask.

I push against his chest again, my struggles more pronounced this time. “I said stop, Dante!” I repeat, adding a bite to my words.

His response is a low chuckle, a sound that sends shivers down my spine and makes my heart pound even more. I can tell that he’s enjoying this.

We both know I’ve got the word to get him to stop, and I wouldn’t want him to anyway. He roughly tears my panties apart and then slams his cock deep inside me with one thrust.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you?” His voice is a low growl in my ear, each word punctuated by another deep thrust. “You like this, don’t you? Like being taken against your will?” His hand moves between us, fingers teasing my clit. “So wet, so ready for me. You were made for this, weren’t you, my little doe?” His words fuel the fire within me, driving me closer and closer to the edge.

I let out another choked “No!” Pushing against his chest, my nails dig his skin through his shirt. His only response is a feral growl, the sound vibrating against my skin, a predator savoring his prey.

His eyes gleam with mischief. “Liar,” he accuses huskily. His thrusts become more erratic, more desperate. He’s close, and he knows I am, too. “Tell me you want it; tell me you need me as much as I need you.” His voice is barely a whisper, lost in the howling wind and the distant sound of the waterfall.

“No,” I gasp, my body writhing beneath his as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. I can feel my climax building, my body coiling tighter and tighter in anticipation. I feel like I’m about to shatter into a thousand pieces.

His hand travels up my body, grazing my hardened nipples before settling around my throat. He applies just enough pressure to make me gasp, my eyes meeting his in a silent plea. “Say it,” he commands, his voice rough and filled with need.

“No!” I choke out. But it’s not a protest, not really. I wouldn’t use the safe word, and he knows it. I want him, all of him, the man and the beast. As the wave of my orgasm crashes over me, I cry out, the sound echoing against the quiet forest. “Dante!”

“Good girl, scream my name,” he praises. “Now, it’s time for me to fuck that tight asshole.” He forces me over and presses me roughly against the ground. And then I hear the cap of the lube bottle click open as he preps me. Cool slickness trails down my skin as he applies the lube generously. I shudder, anticipating what’s coming next. He slides his fingers in effortlessly, stretching my hole until I’m gasping and can feel my next orgasm building.

“I think you’re ready to take my dick in that tight little hole.”

I shake my head, maintaining the role I’m playing. “Please, don’t do?—”

The pressure at my entrance becomes unbelievable, his length pushing inside. The mixture of pain and pleasure is overwhelming, causing me to clench around him involuntarily.

He groans, the sound sending a shiver down my spine.

“Stop! Don’t do this. It hurts!”

He grabs a fistful of my hair. “Good,” he growls. “Because I know from first-hand experience you’re a pain slut. My pain slut. You’ll be coming apart while my cock splits your ass in two in no time.” His voice sounds feral now as he stops being slow and slams the rest of his dick all the way inside.

With each thrust, he pushes deeper, claiming my anal virginity. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me steady as he fucks my ass. I can’t help but moan.

I whimper as he continues to drive into me relentlessly. The intensity is too much, far beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.

“Dante...” I groan.

His pace quickens, the rhythm of his thrusts rough. He growls, his fingers biting into my flesh.

“Yes, say my fucking name,” he snarls. The sound makes me forget my role and my reluctance. I’m lost in the sensations coursing through me.

“God, yes, Dante,” I cry, the sounds echoing through the quiet forest. His thrusts become relentless, the intensity of his pace making me gasp.

“You like it when I fuck your ass like this?” he hisses in my ear, his voice dripping with satisfaction. I’m on the edge, the coil in my stomach tightening.

“Yes, Dante, yes!” I scream, the pleasure too much to bear.

I can feel my climax building, the pressure becoming unbearable.

“Dante, I’m... I’m...” I gasp out, but he silences me with a growl.

“I’m going to breed you,” he snarls, his voice dark and gritty. “I’m going to fill your ass with my cum.”

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