“I just killed a man for looking at you. Think I won’t kill a few more for having their fingers inside of you?” Breathlessness sweeps through me and heightens my pleasure. “I’m just saying; that’s a lot of math at a time like this.” He abruptly pulls his fingers away. A mix of hollowness and desperation replaces them, but it only lasts a few moments, then I hear the snap of an elastic waistband and he pushes his length into me with one hard thrust. My walls burn from the girth and the shock, tearing a cry from my throat. Raphael’s head follows mine to the pillow, coming to rest by my cheek.
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