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“You do.”
He leaned over her as he sheathed his thumb completely.
“That’s right. I own every fucking inch.” He nuzzled her as she shuddered. “Do you trust me?”
She nodded.
“Then let go.”
She dropped her head forward. Mind and body battled for supremacy before her heart stepped in, defeating both. When she went limp in surrender, he kissed her nape.
“Good girl.”
With her cheek pressed to the cushion, she stared at a cloudy, moonlit sky as he plied her body. It was a confusing mix of pain and wicked pleasure. She lost herself in the plethora of burning sensations and let her mind drift, but she tensed when his fingers were replaced with the head of his cock.
“Roth, I don’t think?—”
“You can take me. You have before.”
That was little consolation.
He entered her, moving slowly, giving her body time to adjust. She willed her body to stay loose and focused on her breath like a woman in labor to distract her from the discomfort. She shifted from foot to foot as she tried to find a position that would ease his invasion, but a spasm shattered her pseudo-serenity.
She braced one hand on the cushions and half-turned to splay a hand on his rigid abdomen. “I can’t do this. We have to stop.”
He paused but didn’t withdraw.
“I’m sorry,” she panted. “I think I need…”
Her voice died out as his dick burrowed deeper. Her nails pressed into his skin.
“Roth, I’m done. I can’t?—”
She wasn’t prepared for him to pump his hips, forcing her muscles to give way to his relentless onslaught. She let out a desperate, bleating cry before she raked him with her nails. That got her arm pinned behind her back and her face shoved in the seat cushions. She fought in earnest, wriggling, kicking, and then pleading for mercy, but he didn’t stop.
When he was finally balls-deep, she was completely motionless. Her ass was ablaze in more ways than one and she was dizzy from the pain. She stayed very still, knowing one wrong move could make him lose control. She squeezed her eyes tight as she waited for the excruciating agony to subside.
Roth released her arm, which fell like a dead weight to her side. The cushions depressed on either side of her as he blanketed her defeated form. His hand skated along her side before cupping her breast and squeezing her budded nipple.
“You were made for me, princess. Made to take me in every way possible.” He brushed her hair aside to see her tear-drenched face. “You were being such a good fuck doll until you fought back.” He nipped her earlobe. “But I love when you fight. Makes my victory so much sweeter.” When he ground against her, she whimpered. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I wish everyone could see you like this. Subjugated, claimed, mine.”
He peppered kisses over her sweaty neck as he rocked against her. Her heel knocked into his shin as she mewled. Her body was overloaded with sensation.
“I-I’m on fire,” she gasped.
Tension invaded his muscles. “Let me put it out, princess.” He straightened and gripped her hips. “Ready?”
“Roth—”
He didn’t let her finish her sentence. He pulled out and plunged back in. Her mouth opened on a silent scream as the wind was knocked out of her. Her body went up in flames. She thought she knew what was coming, but this was no comparison to the other times he’d taken her. He was merciless, brutal, almost evil. He used her like an object, not a living being. She upended the cushions as she fought with all she had, screaming disjointed phrases before subsiding into unintelligible, demoralized sounds as he pushed her beyond anything she’d experienced. Her mind became a white slate with splashes of black and red that pulsed in time with her body.
“Fuck!”
He bellowed as her body milked his jetting cock. He folded over her, his face landing beside hers as he tried to catch his breath.
“Jasmine.”
She heard him say her name from a long way off. She didn’t fight to get back to him but allowed her mind to float in a euphoric blank space. This was better than orgasm; almost spiritual. The cost to reach such a plane was steep. It required a partner to break her physically so she could detach from her body and fly. She made brief visits to this place when someone pushed her limits, but she had never attained this weightless nothingness. She was in a place with no thought, just pure feeling. It was bliss, a break from her worldly suffering and she wanted to bask in it as long as possible, but Roth was intruding.
