I choke on a whimper, my hips jerking back into him even as his grip tightens.
“You want to be my pup forever, baby?” His voice rasps against my ear, low and lethal. “Is that it? That what you want?”
My whole body convulses under him, heat detonating down my spine. I can’t breathe, can’t think, not with his cock grinding against me, not with his hand heavy on my throat.
“Y-yes, sir,” I gasp. “Fuck—yes, I want it—”
“You want a collar?” The words slice like blades. “Chain around your throat so everyone knows who you belong to?”
I sob, nodding frantic. “Yes, Captain—collar me, chain me, I’ll wear it forever—”
His grip tightens. My breath stutters. My cock jerks helplessly against the sheets.
“Or maybe you want a contract,” he whispers, scar curling against my skin. “Paper signed in blood. My name over yours. Every line binding you to me until you’re nothing but mine.”
My scream rips out, shameless, broken. “Yes, sir! I’ll sign anything—I’ll be yours forever—I swear it!”
“Good boy.” His cock slams into me in one brutal thrust, splitting me raw. My cry ricochets off the walls, sharp and high, my body arching against the sheets as his weight crushes me down.
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t give me a second to breathe. His hips snap hard, relentless, every thrust pounding me deeper into the mattress until my vision tunnels white. His hand stays tight on my throat, thumb grinding cruel against my pulse.
“You want a ring too, pup?” His growl rumbles low, dark with amusement. “Pretty little band on your finger so every bastard in this league knows you’re taken?”
“Yes!” I choke, body thrashing, cock leaking hot across the sheets. “Yes, Captain—fuck—please—I’ll wear it, I’ll—”
“You’d crawl to the altar for me?” His pace gets harder, sharper, brutal enough to rattle the headboard against the wall. “Beg me to keep you on my leash forever?”
“Yes, sir! Please—oh my god—” My voice cracks into a sob, my throat tight under his palm, my whole body breaking apart under his cock.
His smirk burns hot against my ear. “Careful, baby. You beg like that, I’ll claim you in ways you’ll never escape.”
And then he pounds into me deeper, hand tightening on my throat until all I can do is scream.
His hips snap harder, relentless, and his hand doesn’t ease from my throat.
Then—Christ—his growl cuts low in my ear.
“Say it like vows, pup.”
My body convulses. “S-sir—”
“Now.” His thrust slams me deeper, grinding into the spot that makes me see stars.
“Yes—yes, sir—” My voice breaks into a scream as my hips jerk back against him. “I take you—fuck—I take you—”
His smirk burns against my skin, scar scraping my jaw. “To have?”
“To—oh god—to have—” My cry cracks sharp as his cock drives in again. “And—and to hold—”
He chuckles dark, thrusts slow and brutal, each one punctuating the words he forces out of me. “For better?”
“Better—yes, sir—” My throat seizes under his palm, lungs choking around the syllables.
“For worse?” He growls, grinding deep, hand squeezing until my vision blurs.
“Worse! Fuck—always—”
“For richer?”
