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“Put it in,” I said hoarsely. “Just put it in.”
He touched the plug to my asshole, and I twisted my arms, squirming underneath him. I wasn’t trying to get away, not really. I was desperate for him to do it. Then he did, easing the plug in slowly and twisting it the whole way through until it eased itself inside, popping into place and making me catch my breath.
“Rose,” he breathed. “Stop holding back.”
My nails dug into his forearms, and I begged with my eyes when it seemed like I’d lost my voice.
“P-please fuck me,” I whispered, and he let out a growl as if it was physically hard for him to be holding back. “Please, Thorn! No more, please, just let me have you…”
With a long, painful thrust, he pushed deeper inside me, and I moaned at the sensation. His fingers twirled the toy in my ass, and I felt my orgasm building up as he lowered his face to mine, his expression that of a predator. I was afraid of him yet so unbelievably turned on that it didn’t even matter anymore. All I wanted, all I needed, was his cock filling me up and his cum spurting inside me.
“You’ll let go,” he told me gruffly. “Eventually I’m going to break you, Rose… And you’re going to fucking love it, you filthy little slut.”
I arched my back against him and felt my pussy spasming, desperate to milk his orgasm from his cock, desperate for so much more than he was ready to give me. But I wasn’t letting go, and I wasn’t giving up. I would keep working him until I finally got what I wanted.
“Stop fighting it,” he growled at me, and the depth of his voice worked like a charm.
I found myself desperate to bend to his will, needing to give him exactly what he wanted. I twisted and turned under his body, but he wasn’t letting go. He started fucking me like a beast, pounding inside me with thrusts so powerful they made me cry out from the sensation of being taken, of being fucked. Just like always, I found myself succumbing to his power. It always happened this way – like we were destined to play a never-ending game of wits. And he was winning this time around, plainly obvious by the way my body submitted. I barely even recognized my own voice as I begged him to go on, to keep hurting me and keep fucking the body that had stopped being my own a long time ago. I belonged to him.
“I’m never letting you leave,” he rasped, and I blinked back the tears and bit my bottom lip as I felt my orgasm building up, desperate to rip itself from my body and plunge me into pleasure I’d come to know so well and crave every second it wasn’t being given to me.
“You’re staying with me,” he went on, his voice powerful and dominant as he fucked me into pieces. “You’re mine forever now, Rose. I’ll never let you go. Never. Fucking. Ever.”
I came with a desperate cry, my body flailing as he drove into me one last time. My eyes rolled back, and I let the pleasure wash over me, making me feel whole again – how only Thorn could. We were two halves of a whole, and when he did this to me – taking me like I belonged to him – I let him have it all; I let the darkness take over.
Every feeling was amplified with him inside me, and I stopped struggling to enjoy the last remnants of my orgasm when he touched his fingers to my neck, gently squeezing my breath out of my body and making my eyes connect with his as he fucked his seed deep inside me.
“You’re mine,” he growled at me. “And I’m never letting go.”
I blinked fast as I felt him coming, his warm, sticky cum running into my pussy, which made me desperate to kiss him. He pulled me up and his mouth enveloped mine in a searing kiss that I would remember forever. A kiss writers put in their books. A kiss singers wrote about in their lyrics. A kiss so overwhelming and powerful it rendered me speechless.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he told me in a low, threatening voice.
“I’m yours,” I whispered as he thrust inside yet again, filling me up to the brim. I felt warm cum oozing from my pussy, running between us and coating my thighs. “I’m yours, Thorn.”
“Tell me you’ll never leave me,” he ordered, and I bit my lip nervously, his eyes boring into mine.
“I’ll never leave you,” I lied. “I’ll never leave…”
Chapter 4
Rose
I wanted to hate Thorn with every cell in my body, yet it seemed to be an impossible task.
There was something running through my veins, an undercurrent that was desperate for me to submit to him. My body was eager under his touch, ready to give him everything he wanted and ready to make every one of his demands come true. I didn’t understand it, and I wasn’t sure I ever would. But the undeniable truth was that even when my mind fought it, my body belonged to Thorn completely, and I held no power over myself when he was close to me.
