I’m on fire from how the new sense of dark lust burns through me. Any considerations I had before have vanished. I’m on destroy mode, pressing the knife to her throat and dragging my hips back only to slam back in.
Instant pleasure inundates me, flooding up my shaft. She clenches around me, still struggling to handle my girth and length.
But it doesn’t fucking matter. It doesn’t matter that she’s panicked and bucking against me.
This is aboutmypleasure now; this is about teaching her a hard, cruel lesson.
My arm bands across her stomach, and I nuzzle my face against the side of hers. Lips near her ear, I taunt her some more.
“You’re going to regret ever thinking you could win against me, princess,” I say coldly. “You’re about to learn what it’s like to be fucked by your enemy.”
They’re the last words I speak before I unleash the rage and lust coursing through me. My hips become a machine, winding back and then drilling in. Her cries are just as immediate, tearing from her throat hoarsely and pitifully.
I do as I say—I fuck her like she’s my worst enemy in the flesh.
In this moment,she is.
There’s no love to be found. No sweetness between husband and wife. Only hate and punishment.
Only violent fucking as I pound into her and she’s forced to take every brutal, deep thrust. It’s so twisted it becomes therapeutic in the most toxic way.
Simone whimpers, curvy body arched against mine. Her eyes are screwed shut, blade still pressed to her throat.
Shecomeslike this. I know because her pussy walls contract around my cock in a rippling massage.
But it’s still not the end. As her body goes limp and she slumps forward as if tempted to melt into liquid on the mattress, I only grip her tighter.
I’m not through with her yet. I drive into her even harder, faster, rougher, battering away at her swollen, slick little pussy.
Making sure to drive the point home.
She’s married to me now, and I own her. Shewillsubmit to me, or I will break her in the process.
Our marriage is nothing more than a sham. It’s nothing more than a business deal between our fathers and hate sex between us.
It’s with this thought in mind that I finally cross the finish line.
My cock sinks deep, hitting her cervix to another mewl from her, my orgasm rushing in all at once.
I toss the blade, gripping her by the throat instead, and spill myself deep. My hot release floods her, filling her up ’til she takes every last fucking drop.
Soon, after I’ve fucked her enough, she’ll be swollen withmychild. The first of many.
I slide out of her and notice bloodspots. Just more proof of what I’ve stolen from her. But it’s deserved after the stunt she’s pulled.
I can’t help feeling proud about it. As fucked up and cruel as it is, I grin as I slide off the bed and pull my pants on.
She’s barely moved, rolling onto her side with glazed eyes and breasts heaving from the breaths she’s gulping down.
“You’re about to feel me between those thighs for days, princess,” I say. “Every time you take a step, you’ll be thinking about how your pussy officially belongs to me now. Every single fucking part of you does.”
“Fuck you,” she gasps, ever defiant.
I chuckle darkly as I head off to the bathroom to take a piss. “Yeah, you will be. Whenever I want. Better get used to it.”
EIGHT
Simone
