Page 94 of Terror Tuesday

“And yet…you don’t trust me,” she says gently.

“You need to earn my trust.”

Her chin juts out. “Just as you do mine.”

“I already have. You haven’t grasped that yet. But you will.”

When her mouth opens to come up with a retort, I spin her around until her back hits my chest. She squeals out of shock, but I grasp her neck and force her against the wall. Her hands smack on either side of a picture of her sorority. All the girls appear prim and proper and pink. Awaiting their appointed Viscounts…

“Look at her, Olivia—that perfect, polished president. Say goodbye while I fuck her out of you and sculpt you into my own dirty plaything. My toy to be used. Watch her disappear with every thrust, replaced by the woman only I can see, the one brave enough to surrender.”

She makes a protesting grunt, but I smack her large rump until she minds me. With one hand, I undo my belt and jeans, my cock firm and throbbing. Hopefully, I’ll last a lot longer this time.

Because now that I’ve been inside her? I never want to leave.

“Spread your legs. I want to see you give it up for me.”

There’s a moment of hesitation, but she does, and the second there’s room, I line up and thrust inside. Her skin is warm and dewy from her shower. I hold her upright by the neck to look at me. “That’s my girl. You feel how hard you make me?”

“Yes,” she mewls.

My hips grind deeper, rougher, savoring the way her body yields without a fight. “Mmm, my holy little fucktoy. Worshipping my cock with every clench,” I growl. “This is ourcommunion. You’re the altar…” I lean in, mouth at her ear. “And I’m the offering.”

Her hips swivel with grace over my length, and I squeeze my eyes closed at the pleasure of the sensation. Fingers dance over her thick waist until I find her clit and rub how I’ve learned she likes with my tongue.

“Vanq… Fuck me. Give it to me.”

With that, I force in harder, deeper. My hand spanks her until her entire backside is red. The harsher I am, the more she seems to love it. I lift one of her thighs and thrust into her as she moans, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

“Look at me,” I command, and her dazed gaze finds my face.

“I’m going to breed you until there’s no turning back, mark you permanently. You won’t be able to say no. You’ll have to show off your swollen belly to everyone on campus. The pregnant sorority president without an appointed.” With another deep shove, my balls throb as she tightens around me. “You want that? To be a rebel like that? Show them that no one owns your body but me?”

Her hand finds my cheek as she strokes it, and she backs up into me. Neck arching, she pants out the answer I long to hear. “Yes… Yes, I do.”

“That’s what I thought.” So as she collapses around me, her pussy quivering erratically, I erupt within her, wishing that fucking barrier was out of my way…

And soon, it will be.

I stay buried inside her as we both catch our breaths, and I ride out every pulse, every leak of cum, until I’m empty.

“Three times…” she huffs.

“Only the best for my girl.”

Neither of us moves. Our eyes meet—and something passes between us. Quiet, wordless. Her gaze says she’s okay.Evenafter all of it.Mine answers what she already knows.I never doubted she would be.

As I soften and slip free, warmth trickles down her thighs. Her breath catches, then she lets out a soft snort.

“If you’re going to keep breaking me like this, you need to tend me afterward. Do somethingnormal.”

My arms squeeze her in a tight embrace. As I stuff myself back in my jeans, she cleans up with the towel, then grabs a T-shirt and panties to throw on. I glance around the room. “What? Like, knit or sip tea?”

When she crosses her arms, her breasts bounce as rakes her eyes along my figure. “It’s laundry day. I need to change my sheets.”

She probably thinks her precious Elliot would know how to make a bed. Me, however, stands there, nodding like an idiot, hoping to hide my confusion. But I’m too excited to try something sodomesticwith her to say no. “Sure, okay.”

One side of her lips curls up as she smirks. Then, she tries to hide a giggle as she pulls off the old bedding and tosses it my way.