PUNISHMENT

"Look at me, Ellie!" His call in a roguish voice freezes my groans, and his coercive thrusting abruptly stops, causing me to jerk.

I peel my eyes open to meet his frosty, menacing ones.

We are in the nth round of steaming hot violent sex, and I should be sobbing. It was the sixth round when I last checked, which was approximately an hour ago. He is acting like a frenzied beast, and I am incapable of stopping him. I am powerless beneath him. The only thing remaining is him tying me to this bed and shoving his cock up to my core.

"Damian, please!" I strain with my labored breathing and the discomfort of my soreness down there. I feel like my walls have broken already.

I'm fully aware that when I erroneously howled that idiot's name, I bruised his ego. I hurt him. I get it, but if castigating me was all he needed to stroke his ego, shouldn't he be satisfied by now? This is too much.

"I want you to keep your eyes on my face as I fuck that bastard's name out of your brain and don't," he p