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I can’t control myself anymore. I can’t keep my hands off her.

I rip off her dress, tearing it to pieces. I don’t care how much it costs, or how well it fits her perfect curves. I need to have her right now or I’m going to explode into a ball of fire.

I fumble with the zipper of my pants, freeing my erection as she stumbles back into the darkness. The closet isn’t big, but there’s enough room for us to play without feeling cramped.

With my pants on the ground and my cock in my hand, I charge toward her, pushing her into a pile of boxes. The crumple as she falls back into them, like a misshapen mattress that’s about to be soggy with her juices.

I spread her legs apart with my thighs, slapping my cock down on her bare pussy. It’s slightly clammy on the outside from her wetness, but it’s deliciously warm once I push inside.

She gasps, clawing at my chest with her nails, trying to leave scratches in my skin. I grab her hands, pulling them back over her head as I pump deeper inside of her. I can feel her hot breath against my face, overwhelmed but still desperate for more.

I can hardly hold back the urge to come inside of her, filling her tight pussy with my seed. It takes every ounce of willpower that I have to slow down and let her adjust, but she won’t let me. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, taking me in all the way.

“Come inside me, Viktor,” she moans. “Fill my pussy.”

I groan, leaning into her neck. “I’m going to breed you, slut.”

She gasps as I bite down, holding her still as I pound harder into her. It’s so wet, and her walls are so tight. She’s already spasming, and I haven’t even begun yet.

“Don’t you dare cum yet,” I growl as I lean away from her neck.

“I can’t help it,” she whimpers. “You feel so good.”

I groan, slamming deep inside of her. The heat is too much, the pleasure is too intense. I’m frustrated that I’ve waited this long only to cum too quickly. She’s already spasming around my cock, threatening to milk me dry when it’s only been a minute.

I grab her neck, squeezing until I feel her pulse. It only makes her cum harder, though. She loves everything I’m doing to her, and it’s driving me crazy. I won’t be able to hold back if this continues.

I clench my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut as I let go of her neck. I try to lean back, to put a little distance between our bodies as I fuck her, but she grabs at me, pulling me back on top of her and pressing her soft body onto mine.

God, she feels like heaven. I can’t even begin to imagine how she could be this soft. Her body absorbs me, pulling me into this incredible heaven on earth. I no longer have control. I have surrendered to his sweetness.

She moans, cumming multiple times, her muscles convulsing around my cock. I can’t hold back any longer. I cum, and I cum hard. My cock twitches, pumping her full of my cum. I’m not pulling out, and I’m not slowing down.

It feels incredible, so natural, but it’s so wrong. Stealing her from her home, making her mine, and fucking her without a condom in the closet of my casino. That’s how a man ends up in hell, but how can it be bad if it feels this good?

“What have we done?” Sage moans, her body going limp underneath me.

“You’ve gotten what you deserve,” I reply, more to myself than to her as my cock twitches inside her sweet pussy.

I wait until every drop of semen leaves me before pulling out. I want her to have it all.

8

Sage

Is this what I am now? I don’t even know how to feel, or if I can feel anything anymore. I agreed to this, after everything he did to me, and then I actually enjoyed it.

I wanted him to do this to me, to use me and to fill me with his seed like I’m his toy. A functional toy, one that will give him the children he wants, but why did it have to be this way? Why couldn’t he have found a woman on his own level and done this to her instead?

Why me? I’m nobody, but now, I appear to be everything to him.

I look down at the giant diamond ring on my finger, wondering if it’s worth it for all this. I mean, it’s not like I didn’t enjoy it, but I feel corrupted by Viktor’s touch, unable to look at myself the same way anymore.

I feel like I’ve lost what made me the woman that I was, and now I don’t know who Sage is anymore. I don’t know anything, and it’s making my head spin.

My eyes return to the mirror in front of me, the one that shows me the new woman I’m destined to be. She hardly looks like me anymore. Her hair is drawn up in an intricate bun, with curls overflowing from the top, spiraling down to her bare shoulders.

Her dress is white and decorated with lace. It’s both elegant and little more revealing than I would’ve chosen, but Viktor is behind that. I get the feeling he likes showing me off. He’s proud of the woman he’s stolen, and he wants everyone to know how lucky he is.

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