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And it’s not just me who wants to help her. The others do too. It matters to them. She matters to them, whether they want to admit it or not.
“I need you inside me,”
again, letting me know it’s empty and would like to be full now, please and thank you.
His hand around my neck, his thick cock inside me… they’re both driving me nuts,
“Love the way you sound… when I fuck you like this,” he pants. “When you scream for me.”
He wrote a word on my chest with our mingled blood, and it stands out in stark red against my pale skin. Mine.
“What the fuck is this about then?” “She doesn’t get to touch what’s mine!”
and the growing possessiveness I feel when it comes to him.
my pussy is his… and he’ll do whatever the fuck he wants with it.
“Fuck, you take me like you’re made for it,” he gasps out, rolling his hips in a move that sends the head of his cock rubbing against that perfect spot again. “I’d do this all fucking day if we could. Just keep you here in my bed, impaled on my cock.”
I’m already wet, just from his hands on me, his mouth on me, and I know he can see it clearly.
“Good girl,” he repeats, and something about hearing him say that just makes my heart beat faster.
“You like it,” he says. “Being ours. You fight it because that’s what you do, who you are. You’re a fighter. But you still like it. It gets you right here.”
