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Far more punishing.

It sent shivers through me, fire coiling in my core, pleasure mixing with pain.His hips snapped against mine, his cock filling me completely, his thrusts rough, demanding, ferocious.

My head fell forward, my eyes closing, and for a moment, the world drifted away, narrowing to his hands on my hips, the rough bark scraping my tender skin, the fire licking across my ass and thighs, the feel of his cock in my aching, burning bottom hole.

I was lost in it.

The sounds enveloped me: hard muscle against soft flesh, the slick, wet squelch of his cock pumping into my abused hole, the lewd noises slipping past my lips, the harsh breaths coming from his own mouth.

“Tell me you belong to me,” he yelled, his hips pistoning against me, his rhythm ruthless.

I obeyed his command instantly.

“I belong to you,” I moaned, the confession tearing itself from my throat, raw and unrestrained.

His grip tightened, his fingers pressing into the welts, the sharp sting sending a jolt through me.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” I cried.

“And this sore little ass?”

“Yours, Silas. Yours,” I sobbed.

“And your body?”

“Yours.”

“Your heart?”

“Yours, oh God, yours,” I yelled.

“Your soul?”

“Fuuuuck,” I gasped, my whole body clenching around him, the question sending a shudder through me.

He barked out a laugh, and his teeth grazed the shell of my ear.

“That’s right, mine,” he murmured, his cock bottoming out on every stroke, his pace never slowing, his grip on my hip and in my hair unrelenting. “Good girl.”

His movements were wild, erratic, building the pleasure deep inside me, the pressure growing, waiting.

Without warning, his hand slipped between my thighs and his fingers found my clit, rubbing it in tight, hard circles.

I gasped, my hips jerking, a broken, desperate moan slipping past my lips.

“Come for me while I fuck this tight little ass,” he growled. “Scream for me. Take your punishment, Wildcat. Take it like my good girl.”

The orgasm crashed over me, the intensity overwhelming, my muscles clenching, pleasure bursting behind my eyelids. I screamed, his name a desperate cry on my lips, my body clamping down around him as a second climax hit me immediately, making my vision blacken and my pulse stutter.

He held onto me tightly, his rhythm faltering, his cock pulsing, throbbing inside me as he fucked me, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down.

He just fucked me harder.

Faster.

Deeper.