My body thrashes, tears burning hot down my temples. “Richer—yes, yes—”
“For poorer?”
I sob, high and wrecked, body convulsing around his cock. “Poorer—don’t care—only you, Captain—”
His hand tightens, his pace snapping sharper, harder. “In sickness?”
“Y-yes, sir!” My scream cracks, my nails clawing desperate at the sheets.
“And in health?” His cock pounds into me, brutal, my body convulsing under the force of it.
“Yes, Captain! Always—fuck—always!”
His eyes blaze down into me, lethal, hungry, and he snarls the last words against my ear. “Til death do us part.”
I break. My scream rips raw out of my throat, my cock jerking hard against my stomach, spilling mess across the sheets without a single touch. My body convulses, sobbing yes, sir over and over while his hand holds me tight, his cock splitting me deep, his vows wrecking me from the inside out.
The words “til death do us part” are still ringing in my ears when his cock tears out of me.
I keen, high and wrecked, chest slamming into the sheets as my body convulses around the sudden emptiness. “N-no—sir, please—” My voice cracks into a broken whine, my nails clawing at the bed like I can anchor myself in the mess.
Then—his hands.
Big. Heavy. One fists into my curls, the other clamps my hip, and he flips me like I weigh nothing. My back hits the mattress, my legs flailing wide, my cock smeared across my stomach, my chest heaving hard enough to choke me.
I barely drag in a gasp before he’s there again.
Damian slams back into me with one brutal thrust, splitting me raw open all over again. My scream rips the air, sharp and cracked, my eyes flying wide as his weight crushes me into the sheets.
“Look at me.” His growl cuts like steel.
I do. Christ, I can’t look anywhere else. My lips tremble, tears streaming hot down my cheeks—and still, my gaze locks on his.
“Say it.” His thrusts are relentless, every snap of his hips wrecking me deeper, harder. “Say I do.”
“I—I do!” My scream shreds my throat, body jerking with every brutal slam of his cock.
“Again.” His lips curl into a sharp smirk, his palm pressing hard into my chest, pinning me flat.
“I do, sir!” My voice breaks, high, desperate, my nails clawing uselessly at his forearm.
“Say it while I fill you.”
I sob, wrecked, lips trembling. “I do—I do—I do—”
His growl tears through me, chest rumbling against mine as he slams harder, deeper, grinding into the spot that makes my vision tunnel.
“That’s it, pup,” he snarls. “My good boy, my perfect pup. You’ll take me forever, won’t you? Take my cock, my name, my leash—everything.”
“Yes, sir! Yes—I’ll take it all—I’m yours, Captain—I’m yours forever—”
“Good.” His thrusts snap brutal, each one punctuated with a low groan, his eyes blazing. “Come for me, pup. Let them hear you vow it.”
I scream, body convulsing, spilling all over my stomach again as I sob outI doover and over, wrecked and crying and clinging to him like he’s the only thing holding me together.
And then—he breaks.
Damian slams deep, burying himself to the hilt as his release tears through him. His growl rumbles against my ear, sharp and filthy, every word burning into my skin.
