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Needed to use me.

Needed to keep the beast at bay.

And I needed him, too.

“I’m going to use this cunt.” His fingers came away wet when he withdrew them. Stars glittered in the hazel abyss of his stare. “Over and over and over again, I’m going to use you. My perfect fucktoy.” He leaned down to growl against my ear. “My needy little stepsister.”

He reached for the button of his pants, yanked the belt, and shoved the zipper down. His hard cock sprang free as he pulled backwards, grabbed my waist with both hands, and lifted me. I was spun, my knees dragging against the ground as I was dropped back down.

His hand moved to my throat. His fingers were a cage as he surged against me, driving me against the trunk I’d so desperately tried to climb. I shoved out my hands, bracing myself against the hard surface as he wound his other hand around my hips and thrust.

“Mycunt.”

Thrust.

My spine bowed with the invasion as he filled me.

“My fucking sister.”

My legs trembled. My nails clawed, peeling bark. But his grip around my throat steadied me, holding me in place as he rammed his thick cock home.

“I’m gonna use you, princess,” he growled again, driving me against the tree. “I’m gonna use your body…gonna take your soul. Gonna steal that heart right out of your chest…the way you’ve stolen mine.”

I slammed my eyes closed as my body clenched. The end swallowed me, taking me down into that room. To the darkness…to his need.

“You see me, princess?”

His voice was a growl. I nodded, driving myself backwards to meet his body. My knees lifted, my pussy quaked. I couldn’t stop this feeling, couldn’t fight this hunger…

Not anymore.

A savage sound ripped along my throat. My elbows buckled, suspending me by his hold around my throat as I gave into him. His brutality.His cock.

He used me.

Fucking me like I needed to be fucked.

I climaxed…hard.

He grunted, his fingers pressed against the vein in my throat. Darkness swam, sending me soaring…

Until he released and I crashed back down.

“I got you.” His chest punched against mine with heavy breaths. He pulled me on top as we fell to the ground. “I’m right here, princess. Right here.”

I closed my eyes, my body spent, empty…and yet full, all at the same time. His touch was real, drawing me back from that place. I shivered, turned to curl into him, and wrapped my arm around his waist.

“I’ll always be there in that place with you, princess. Whenever you need me…I’ll always be right there.”

That was the truth. He would be.

Just him…

Only him.

My Caleb.

NINETEEN

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