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He pulls me back by the hair, and as I protest, he spins me around to face away from him. I gasp, my legs shaking, my body ready. He positions me on my hands and knees, my ass high in the air, offering myself to him. His breath is hot against my skin and he presses his body close to mine, his cock throbbing against my entrance. I whimper, aching to feel him finally take me.
"Is this what you want, Alexandra?" he asks, his voice a rough whisper. "To submit to me completely, to let me take you any way I choose?”
"Yes," I moan.
His hand slices through the air, striking my ass with a force that makes me gasp and bite my lip. I feel more alive than I ever have before, the pain and pleasure mingling together in a way that drives me wild. He spanks me again, this time harder, and I cry out.
Then there’s a pause.
I hear something — wet — and then feel his hands brush my ass.
I know what he wants, and I want it, too. I nod my head, and then I have time to release a deep, needy breath just before his finger enters me. Gently at first, loving and dominating at the same time.
I breathe, relax, submit.
Soon, I feel his cock against my ass. “Ready?”
“I am.”
He enters me.
A slow, careful thrust that fills me deep.
The stretch of my body fills with his presence. I cry out, the pain and pleasure mingling in a way that leaves me lightheaded. Dixon's hands grip my hips firmly, holding me in place as he moves inside me. His thrusts are slow and deliberate at first, savoring every inch of my body.
"You feel so good," he growls, his voice low and filled with lust. "This is how you belong to me.”
My body responds to his words, moaning and bucking back against him, meeting his thrusts with eager desperation. The sound of our bodies coming together fills the cave, the only sound in the world, the only thing that matters.
"Please, Dixon, harder," I beg, my voice barely more than a whisper. "Fuck me, make me yours."
He obeys, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his cock filling me deeper and harder with every stroke. I cry out at the sensation, my body trembling with pleasure.
"That's it, Alexandra. Take it, take what's yours," he growls, his grip on my hips tightening. “Touch yourself. I want you to come while I fuck you in the ass.”
I reach between my legs, stroking my clit while he fucks my ass. The orgasm that has been waiting inside me, building until I feel like I’m going to break, erupts. I scream his name, my body convulsing with pleasure as an orgasm surges through me, so intense I can barely breathe. Dixon continues to thrust inside me, his own climax approaching, the sound of his hips slapping against my ass echoing in the cave.
“I’m coming,” he moans.
As my orgasm subsides, my body trembles and my muscles clench around his cock, milking him for every drop. Dixon groans, his thrusts becoming erratic, his cock twitching inside me, the warmth of his come flooding into me.
He pulls out of me, his breaths ragged, and I collapse onto the ground, my body limp and spent.
"You're mine, Alexandra. You'll always be mine. And I will always take care of you. Whatever you need.”
I stare back at him, shaking, warmth and bliss blooming in my chest.
"I'm yours, Dixon.”
He leans down, kissing me passionately.
“And I’m yours. When things settle down, I want you to be my ol’ lady.”
A smile breaks across my face and how wonderfully preposterous that sounds; I want it, so dearly want it, that connection, that sense of belonging that I’ve craved ever since that fateful day. Yet how strange that I find fulfillment at the hands of the man I once wanted to murder? To go from calling him my soon-to-be victim to my ol’ man?
“I’d like that.”
Another kiss. Slow, deep, and then he stands and offers me his hand.
