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I want to chase the high that Leon started back in the library. No, that Konrad started in the back of the van when he touched me without my permission or consent. I didn’t want his touch. I didn’t want Leon’s. I don’t want Jakub’s, and yet… I do. I do want it.

I want a moment where I don’t feel fear, only pleasure, only acceptance, onlybelonging.

They’ve already claimed me. I’m theirs, whether I want to be or not. So for one moment in time, I’ll concede.

He licks and sucks stoking the flames, making the passion billow and soar higher and higher and higher as his fingers dig into my hips. Jakub holds me steady, forcing me to wait, to succumb to the towering inferno of rage, hate, lust and the heady, desperate need to come.

“Why is this happening?” I moan, feeling my body ripen under his touch.

It evolves, changes. My core tightening then unfurling with sensation. My clit engorges. My pussy weeps. Every curse, every word of hate is obliterated by sensation, by the basic human need to chase pleasure. To feel something exquisite. My legs spread wider, my body concedes, welcoming him, giving him easy access. I open up instead of close down.

I. Let. Him. In.

He rears back, dousing the fire between us with ice. His fingers squeeze the tender flesh of my thighs once, then he lets me go, rocking back on his heels as he drops his head. “Fuck! Fuck!”

“Jakub…?” I question, feeling the shift. Regret, empathy, sadness. It pours from him into me as I push up onto my elbows. My arms shake. My body quivers. My core weeps for his mouth and the orgasm that is just out of reach. “It doesn’t have to be this way.”

His head snaps up and the look he gives me has me gasping for breath. I scramble backwards on the bed, understanding in that brief locking of eyes that I’ve stepped over some invisible boundary. I’ve made a mistake. He means to hurt me.

“Don’t!” he roars.

Then he comes for me with steel in his eyes, a burning hatred stuttering across his face.

“Wait! I didn’t mean—”

But he doesn’t wait. He thrusts his hand out, grabbing my ankle and yanking me back towards him. Then splaying his fingers between my breasts, he shoves me back onto the bed. “Don’t!” he snaps. Reaching down he rips up my dress and buries his head back in my pussy andtakes. He takes my pleasure and twists it up into a dark, devious thing.

The intense white ball that he’d conjured up with his lips and tongue just moments before evolves into a fiery demon, something with the capability of shredding me apart.

His lips scorch. His tongue invades. His mouth burns. His fingers bruise.

And I am putty in his hands.

I don’t fight, I gasp.

I don’t cry for help, I scream for more.

More. More. More.

Jakub growls, teeth scraping against tender flesh as he eats me out. Wild. Unhinged. Taking and giving, fucking and fighting. My hands fly back to grasp his head, to pull him closer, whilst pushing my hips upwards to meet the frantic way he ruins me with his tongue.

I’m out of my mind with passion, not thinking, just doing.

He doesn’t stop me from grabbing at him.

He doesn’t stop until I’m jerking in his hold, my back arching, my heels digging into his back as I come.

I come so hard that black spots blur my vision and white noise fills my ears.

A scream rips out of my throat. A wild animal stripped back to her rawest form.

Then he rears upwards and slaps my quivering flesh.

One, twice, three times.

I jerk with every hard slap against my tender, swollen pussy, crying out.

I’mcryingnow. Sobbing.

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