Warning: Mature Content Ahead!
Her willingness hit me like a drug, making my vision blur with lust. She's reveling in it, accepting every bit of my darkness. No one's ever done that—seen the monster in me and begged for more. I thrust forward without warning, slamming my cock deep into her pussy in one brutal stroke. She cried out, her walls clenching around me like a vice, hot and tight, pulling me in as if she never wanted me to leave.
I didn't hold back. My hips snapped against her ass, the slap of skin echoing through the ruined room louder than the crack of the bedpost earlier. Each thrust was a lesson, a claim—punishing her for the fear she'd put in me, for almost slipping through my fingers to those enforcers.
Blood from my knuckles dripped onto her back, mixing with the sweat beading on her skin, but she only moaned louder, grinding back to meet me, her fingers splintering the wood further as she held on.
