EveThe words rip from my throat, raw and broken, torn out by a tide of sensation so overwhelming it obliterates thought, shatters pride, and leaves only the screaming, undeniable truth of my physical surrender. He slams into me the instant the confession leaves my lips, burying himself deep, the brutal force of his claim stealing the last vestiges of my control, pinning me not just physically, but emotionally. It's not just sex. It's a branding, a physical inscription of his ownership onto my very soul, sealing the verbal capitulation he just extracted.He pins me to the bed, his weight heavy and absolute, a mountain of furious muscle and unyielding will. The remnants of the emerald gown is bunched painfully under my back, the heavy velvet rough against my skin, the diamonds at my throat digging into my flesh like cold, indifferent teeth. None of it matters. There is only the relentless, punishing rhythm of his body moving inside mine, the raw friction, the agonizing pleasure that
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