Slowly at first. Long, careful strokes, pulling out until just the head remains and then sinking back in. She's so tight it's almost painful, her inner walls gripping me like they never want to let go.
They won't. She's mine now. Forever.
"Oh—oh God—" Her hips start moving with me, meeting my thrusts. The pain on her face is fading, replaced by something else. Wonder. Pleasure.Need. "That feels—"
"Good?" I thrust deeper, harder. "Tell me how it feels."
"Good. So good. I didn't know—" She gasps as I hit something deep inside her. "I didn't know it could feel like this—"
"This is just the beginning."
I fuck her harder. Deeper. My control is slipping, the beast inside me clawing to get out. I want toruinher. Want to pound into her until she screams, until she can't walk, until she's so full of my cum she can taste it.
Slow down. Be gentle. She's—
"Harder," she moans. "Please, Leonid, harder—"
The beast wins.
I grab her hips and start fucking her like I mean it. Long, deep, punishing strokes that drive the air from her lungs. The headboard slams against the wall. Her tits bounce with every thrust. She's crying out with each stroke—pleasure sounds now, not pain—and the sound goes straight to my cock.
"Mine," I growl, not even recognizing my own voice. "This pussy is mine. Say it."
"Yours—"
"Again."
"I'm yours, Leonid, I'm—oh God—"
She's overwhelmed, gasping, her nails raking down my back. Not coming—not yet—but lost in the sensation of being filled, being claimed, beingtaken.
And it destroys what's left of my control.
I keep fucking her, chasing my release, and that's when it happens. That's when the words I've been holding back—the dark, possessive,wrongwords—come spilling out.
"So tight," I groan, slamming into her. "So fucking perfect. Going to fill you up—going to put a baby in you—"
I freeze.
What the fuck did I just say?
Horror floods through me. I start to pull back, to apologize, to explain that I didn't mean—
But her hips chase mine. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper.
"Don't stop," she gasps. "Please—don't stop—"
"Lily, I didn't mean—"
"I want that." Her eyes find mine, blazing with something I've never seen before. "I want your baby. I want you to—" She blushes furiously but doesn't look away. "I want you to breed me."
Breed me.
Something snaps inside my chest. Something I didn't even know was caged.
"Say it again." My voice is unrecognizable. Animal.
"Breed me." She pulls me closer, deeper. "Put a baby in me. Please, Leonid, I want—I want to be full of you—"
