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He presses his lips against mine, his hair clinging to his temples. “What do you think? Can you take more?” he asks against my lips, cramming in another finger.

My eyes fly open again on a wail as I fall forward; my cheek is sticking to the pillow with sweat as I groan as he slides in one more finger testing my boundaries.

“Fuck, shouldn’t you be using lube or something?” I gasp, fighting the sensation of being too full.

“You deserve to hurt a little,” he utters, sliding in another finger. Three, there are three inside me now! I scream in my head.

I can barely hold myself up. I try but fall headfirst back against the pillow. It feels so full, it hurts, and fuck it feels so good. He pulls out and I feel my hole gaping.

“Such a good baby,” he moans, while collecting my pre-cum to have more lube to push his fingers in and out, his leg still between my knees holding me open for him.

“No stop, please,” I groan, my mouth opening a little, that squelching sound filling the room. He keeps looking at me, running his mouth over mine and swallowing back my pleas for him to stop.

“I’m scared, no Moon, I can’t take it,” I cry out as he pushes in another finger. It hurts but there’s also something else I feel building deep inside; I want to hurt. I want him to take what he wants; I want him to assault my senses and take everything from me.

“You’ll take it like a good boy.” He starts to slide in and out and I almost topple forward, but he holds me up, by wrapping his arm around my waist. “You’ll be fine, bǎobèi. Look how good you’re taking my fingers.”

“Moon, ahhh please.” My voice is laced with something I’ve never felt before, possession, desire, angst, everything I tried to avoid when I walked onto the compound after training with Tian for years and asked for the dark side of the moon when I turned sixteen.

“So beautiful,” he whispers against my ear and I shiver.

“No, nghhhh, I can’t,” I plead, but my body betrays my need by pressing my back against his fingers until they’re all the way in. My back arches and his hand lands on my lower back as he praises me and licks and bites my neck all possessively.

He groans in my ear. “You’re so tight. Do you want me to fill you up? That’s what this tiny hole is telling me isn’t it?” His voice is thick and full of need.

I shake my head violently as he swirls his fingers deep inside, hitting that spot over and over until I see stars. I let out a low groan and drop my forehead against the pillow.

“No, you can’t fucking fit.” Feeling fear take over, I can hear my father’s voice telling me I’m a dirty whore like my mother. This is what I am to him, right? A whore he can use. He positions himself behind me and takes his fingers out and opens up my ass. Cold air assaults my parted cheeks, leaning forward he runs his tongue from top to bottom over my ass crack while I struggle. I shudder and he moans against my butt, circling and teasing and probing my hole with his tongue. My hole clenches while he pushes deep inside.

“Haaa,” I let out a startled wail.

“So fucking beautiful,” he says, his hot breath sliding over my back. He spits against my crack, and I feel it dripping to my balls, which are heavy with my seed. I push against his tongue, and he groans low and deep. Slapping my ass, my body quivers as I cry out. Yes, I need the pain. I want more. I want him to take what he wants; I want him to take it all.

“Make me hurt so good. Make me forget how dirty I am.”

He slaps my right ass cheek again. “My dirty angel. Look how pretty you are,” he says, running his finger over my wet crack.

“I want you,” I begin, swallowing back the words I feel burning on my tongue.

“How?”

I’m going to hate myself for the words I’m about to say. “I want you to fuck me, Moon.”

“Bǎobèi, don’t worry, this ass will be mine as soon as I slide into this wet passage that was only made for me.” His voice is so deep and low I can barely hear him over the beating of my heart.

My body shivers when he flattens his tongue against my asshole.

“Noooo…” I push back and he starts to attack my ass with his tongue, his fingers disappearing in the soft flesh of my hips. It’s so dirty and raw.

He nips at my ass cheeks, pressing kisses there. “So pretty.”

I groan long and hard, listening to him chuckle. “I want you to scream my name. To let everyone know you belong to me.” Pushing me hard into the sheets and drawing my ass up by his arm, he sucks my left ball between his lips and my eyes fly open. I have trouble not toppling over with my forehead against the pillow. I start to whimper and protest by pushing myself against him.

“Relax, I’m here baby,” he promises, pressing his thumb against my throbbing hole. He slides in two fingers and my back arches. After playing with me for a while he takes them out and pushes his tongue inside again, over and over, like he’s fucking me. He bites at my left cheek and hits me with the back of his palm again and starts to massage the tender flesh until I’m a quivering mess beneath him.

“Please, I need,” I whine as he fondles my balls between his fingers.

“You need what?” he asks, as he grabs my hair hard and pushes my forehead against the pillow, sliding his knee against the inside of mine holding me open.