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The thing is, he doesn’tneedto ease into things. I’m so fucking soaked that both of our fingers sink easily, if snugly, inside.
Fuckingdeepinside.
I cry out, choking back a moan as my thighs instinctively clamp shut. But I instantly jolt, biting down sharply on my lip as Mal slaps my legs apart again. His hand curls both of our fingers with a stroking, coaxing motion, rubbing against my g-spot, making my eyes roll back in my head. He pulls my finger out, rubbing it over my clit alongside his before he rams them both back inside.
“You’ve got such a fucking tight little pussy, Freya,” he murmurs darkly. “I can just imagine the way it would squeeze the life out of my cock—if I could even fit it all inside you.”
I moan, shaking as he starts to finger me faster, and harder, sending me reeling as the room spins around me.
“I’llmake itfit, though, Freya,” he growls. “Even if I have to bury it down your throat first and get it nice and wet before I push it into this fuckingtightlittle cunt.”
Tears burn in my eyes, my throat tight with shame and something dark that I don’t want to admit as he starts to pump our fingers in and out of my aching, needy pussy. He wipes the tears away with his thumb, his touch almost tender, as if he knows exactly how far to push and when to stop.
“I’ll show you how,” he breathes darkly. “I’ll teach you.”
His hands move with precision, guiding me. My body follows his lead without question, without hesitation. I’m helpless under his touch, unable to deny the pull of him, his dark, twisted magnetism that’s slowly breaking me down.
“Are you having trouble?” Mal’s voice is almost mocking, but there’s a sharp edge to it. “Let me help.”
His fingers move with brutal efficiency, pushing me closer, each touch sending waves of heat and shame crashing over me. I gasp, my body betraying me again, responding to him in ways I can’t stop.
I don’t want to stop them. Not anymore.
“That’s it,” he growls softly. “Let go. You’remine, Freya. Every fucking part of you, including this messy little pussy. It isn’t even your pussy anymore,” he snarls darkly. “It’smyfucking pussy. And when I want it to come, itwill fucking come, is that clear?”
All I can do is blubber and whimper something possibly resembling an answer in the affirmative as I nod my head. I can feel my mouth going slack, my back arching and writhing as my entire core, my entire being, crumbles under his touch and his words.
“So be a good little whore,” he snarls right into my ear as our fingers curl deep inside of me. “And fuckingcome for me, rightthe fuck now.”
My vision blurs as the pressure builds inside me, coiling tighter and tighter until I can’t hold on anymore. And then, with one final, commanding touch, he pulls the trigger, shattering me completely.
Suddenly, I’m falling, tumbling into the abyss, my body exploding with sensation, my mind going blank as everything else fades away.
No fear. No shame. Just the raw, overwhelming release of everything he’s built up inside me.
Then it’s over.
I collapse back onto the bed, my body spent. My breath comes in ragged gasps, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to piece myself back together. I’m not sure how long I lie like that, my entire body tingling and quivering, my eyes squeezed shut as I try and comprehend what just happened.
Slowly I blink, my vision clearing as I open my eyes.
I stiffen.
Mal is gone.
And no, it wasn’t another excruciatingly vivid dream. The sheets are still warm from where he was sitting on the edge of my bed. My body can still feel where I’m stretched from our fingers inside me, and mine are still sticky and wet.
But he’s disappeared, leaving nothing behind but the weight of what just happened.
I pull the covers over my body, my hands trembling as I curl into a ball, my mind reeling. Shame floods over, acrid and bitter.
I let him take control. Iwantedhim to. Now I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop him from doing so again.
And the most fucked up part?
I’m not sure Iwant to.
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