“Then fucking cry.” I grunt, driving into her again, my fingers curling over her hips. “Bleed for me.”
Her body tenses, and I know I’m rubbing against her swollen g-spot, her body betraying her as the arousal slicks the way.
I groan, my head rolling back, the pressure of release already building.
Doesn’t matter how soon I come, I’m not stopping until she’s fucking broken.
I grab her ponytail and yank her back. Her body arches painfully, her spine bowing beneath the pressure of my thrusts. I keep her there—locked, exposed—while I fuck her harder. The pain forces her face to screw up, and she screams in agony. Her thighs trembling, her breath catching on every stroke.
And then?—
Her body spasms. Her pussy grips me.
I don’t even touch her clit, and she comes like a goddamn whore.
I laugh. “Didn’t even need my hands. Look at you—fucking coming for me.”
“Fuck you, I didn’t want to.”
“Such a filthy liar.” I slam my hand down on her ass, leaving a red print, then press her face into the mattress. I bend over her, my mouth grazing her neck.
“You hate this, don’t you? Hate how your body gives you away. Your pussy is weeping on my cock.”
She sobs, her voice muffled in the sheets, but I feel her hips twitch—already betraying her again.
I force her head back again, my teeth nipping her throat, my cock swelling as the need to come becomes unbearable. I thrust twice before I bury myself, flooding her with my release.
“No! Don’t come inside me!”
“I come wherever I fucking want.” She tries to pull away. I yank her hips and shove her back onto my cock. “Don’t you fucking dare. You’re gonna take every drop.”
She sobs, trying to get away, and I slap her ass again, then grip her throat, pinning her to the bed. “Stay still and take my cock.”
“Get off me.”
“My cum and your blood are gonna lube up your ass.” I bite down on her shoulder, and she cries out. She thrashes, but she can’t break free, she can’t even move, pinned beneath my bulk.
My heart stops.
No.
Not there. Not that. Not him.
“Don’t!” I sob, twisting wildly. “Please! Please, don’t!”
He ignores me, pulling his still hard cock out and sliding it up and down my ass, smearing the blood and cum that leaks out of me. The pain between my thighs is intense.
I shake my head frantically, tears spilling onto the sheets. “I’ll do anything. Anything. Just not that. Please.”
“Fuck, the sound of you begging is something else.” He fists my hair, yanking my head back. He drags his tongue up the column of my neck, before sinking his teeth into the base, biting down until the skin breaks. His mouth sucks, and it burns and stings.
“Stop! It hurts!” I sob, trying to get away, my whole body shivering and shaking. His forearm wraps around my neck as his other hand lines his cock up with my ass.
“You’re gonna feel me in your fucking soul.”
His cock begins to press into me. The pain is instant and intense. I can’t breathe as he stretches me, my ass struggling to open to his girth.
“PRIEST!” I sink my teeth into his forearm. His blood fills my mouth as my ass continues to open and stretch.
