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“Don’t worry, baby girl. I’m not done with you yet.” He smirked and laughed before pulling me off the table. He held me close for a few seconds as if wanting to say something to me. A slight sadness appeared on his face, his features sagging. I knew he wouldn’t tell me what was wrong or what he was thinking but whatever it was had another profound effect on him.

When the light returned to his face and eyes, he swung me around, planting one of my hands on the table then the other as he’d done himself only minutes before.

He wasn’t going to provide any additional instructions. He thrust his cock back into my pussy, pumping wildly for a full minute before pulling out just as he’d done before. After issuing a deep, husky laugh that sent a jolt of current all the way to my toes, he pressed the tip against my asshole.

I was so shocked I didn’t react at first, uncertain what to think or how to feel. This wasn’t something I’d done before. No man had ever tried or even mentioned the act. Yes, it was a bit kinky but not nearly as much as it used to be. Still, I was thrown by the combination of fear and excitement. How could I want this any more than I’d wanted the man to touch me?

Because he’s allowing you to be yourself for once in your life.

Yes, this rare time my inner voice was correct. He did have that effect on me. I only prayed it wasn’t short lived.

I must have been breathing irregularly because he nuzzled his face into my ear, slowing all the way down. “Just relax. If I’d wanted to hurt you, baby girl, I assure you that it would have occurred already.”

Was I supposed to take comfort in that? I held my breath, fighting my nerves and the need to flee. I’d playfully done that before, wondering if he’d come after me but now, I wasn’t so certain. He was claiming all of me. Next, he would be tattooing me with his name. Would that be so bad?

I clenched my eyes shut as he pushed another two inches inside, hitting the tight ring of muscle and driving past. Dear God, the flash of agony was blinding, stealing what was left of the breath in my lungs.

As he pulled out, sliding in a little bit deeper, I was amazed the intense pain shifted into a dull ache followed by a warmth that I’d never experienced before. When he plunged the remainder inside, I lolled my head back, once again studying the stars. Why was it that there seemed to be a devil’s face peering down on us? Watching us.

Planning.

I had no answer. He cupped both breasts, pulling me to my full height and pinching my nipples all over again. It was a reminder, as the spanking had been, that I belonged to him.

For how long, I wouldn’t know.

Nor did I care at this moment.

As he gyrated his hips, pulling out and pushing in, I was forced to take shallow breaths.

“Good girl. Such a sweet and beautiful girl.” His words were like dynamite, causing every sensation to explode from red-hot heat.

Now I was able to meet his brutal thrusts, wiggling my hips to entice and tease. He rewarded me with a crack of his hand across my already aching bottom.

“Tempting the devil?” he asked.

“So what… if I… am?” I couldn’t even talk at this point, I was so full of passion.

He answered the question by tossing me down across the table all over again, dragging one arm over my head then the other. When he grabbed both my wrists in one hand, I started to fight with him as I’d done before.

“Then I guess I need to continue showing you who you belong to,” How things had gone this far I would never know but I was exhilarated from being able to let go.

I did what I could to push against him as he fucked me long and hard, but exhaustion and utter satisfaction had made me weak.

And not only in the knees.

The feeling of being lost in him was incredible yet the tiny tremor of terror burned like a candle deep inside my soul. He could easily hurt me if that’s what he wanted. He could even… kill me. No. No. He wasn’t like that. Was he?

As I did what I could to push the horrible thoughts out of my mind, he was obviously not tuned in any longer, still fucking me as if his last breath depended on it. I could swear he was growing even larger, his cock throbbing as my muscles continued to try to accept something so huge.

Maybe later I’d be allowed to explore his girth and long length. Oh, my God. I was slipping into some crazy mode.

I had no idea how long his stamina lasted but I sensed the moment he was losing the battle to keep me in the throes of ecstasy.

Every muscle tensed, his breathing more like a predator in the wild preparing to feast. And within sweet, electric seconds, he threw his head back and issued a sound no human had ever made, filling me with his seed.

And as beautiful as the moment was, it was also haunting. I couldn’t help but wonder if my presence was pulling the past into the present. If it was, would I lose him to the monster determined to break free or become one myself?

When he helped me to stand, I was unsteady on my feet. I was still tingling all over, my mind a beautiful blur.

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