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Valery kisses me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as his cock fills me like I never imagined. Every thrust seems to push him even deeper than I believed possible as the desire in his eyes grows.

It’s insane, I realize in that moment, that I’ve willingly allowed a man who kidnapped me from my home to fuck me. Insane as it may be, nothing has ever felt so natural and right in my entire life.

“How does it feel?” he asks, eyes searching mine.

“So good,” I breathe, clawing my fingers into his thick, dark hair. “Fuck me harder.”

He growls, flashing a row of pearly white teeth that look lethal. “Harder? Are you sure you are ready for that?”

I shake my head. “No, but I want it anyway.”

His nostrils flare and he increases the pace and force of his thrusts, pounding into me with no control, as if my request snapped something inside of him. There’s no mercy as he takes me violently.

Suddenly, Valery’s lips close over one of my rock hard nipples and it feels like my entire world turns into a blazing inferno of unconfined flames. My moans become desperate and impossible to stifle as he licks and sucks at my nipples like a starving animal having its first meal in days.

Valery shocks me then by sinking his teeth into the sensitive flesh, making me yelp in surprise. The sting of pain only adding to the pleasure building inside of me like lava flowing beneath the earth’s crust, ready to explode from a volcano.

I cry out in both pleasure and pain.

Valery groans against my skin. “You are fucking delicious, malishka,” he breathes against my skin, kissing my neck now. “I could spend the rest of my life just devouring you and never get bored with how good you taste.” His fingertips claw harder into my bruised hips as he asserts his dominance over me with his weight, pinning me to the bed effortlessly.

I try to gain some kind of control of the situation, but I have none. Valery is completely and utterly dominating me, and I find it strange that I love it so much. Having no control over the situation is thrilling.

“Please,” I moan, unsure what I’m begging for exactly.

Valery smiles down at me. “Please, what?”

I swallow hard. “I need to come.”

Suddenly, he grabs my throat and squeezes hard. “You will come when I say you can and not a moment before. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I spit.

His cock grows impossibly harder inside of me. His fingers flex a couple of times around my throat before he releases me, allowing me to draw in a rasping gulp of oxygen. “Such a good girl,” he purrs, his voice sinfully deep as he continues to fuck me.

He captures my lip between his teeth and bites hard enough to draw blood, making me cry out in agony.

“What was that for?” I ask, bringing my finger up to my bloody lip.

“I want to consume you, every part of you.” His eyes flash with a feral delight as he sucks my cut bottom lip into his mouth, tasting my blood like an animal. “You are mine. Every single part of you belongs to me,” he growls, sinking his teeth into my shoulder. “All mine.”

He stops suddenly, searching my eyes. “Tell me who you belong to.” The man looks almost psychotic as I search those dark, almost black eyes of his.

“I belong to you,” I murmur.

“That’s right,” he growls, hips pistoling his cock in and out of me with more force, building a pressure inside of me that feels almost unbearable. The pain that had been there from him tearing through my virginity is obliterated and all that is left is mind-numbing pleasure.

I groan as I dig my fingernails into his scalp, making him hiss.

“You take my cock so fucking well in that tight virgin cunt,” he purrs into my ear.

His filthy language only increases that ever heightening pressure deep within. I open my eyes and find his attention on my face with such intensity and once our eyes meet, electricity blazes like an electrical storm between us, sending my pulse into overdrive.

“I want to feel you come on my cock, printessa. Can you do that for me?”

I bite my bottom lip, the pressure becoming almost unbearable. It won’t be hard for me to come apart for him, but a part of me just doesn’t want this to end.

“Yes,” I breathe, nodding my head.


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