You are my pet, my little whore,” he whispered into her ear. Her hips moved forward involuntarily at every thrust. A slight moan escaped her mouth. He smiled. Smack! He slapped her. “You dirty little whore, you like it, don’t you? Answer me!”Smack! His palm landed on her cheek again. “Answer me, you cunt!” he howled, thrusting relentlessly.Her hands clenched onto the bedsheets. “Dante, please…. it hurts,” she stammered.“Come on, little pet. Your body is clenching and milking me,” he grunted. He leaned up on both hands, slamming into her—rapid, hot, and punishing. “This is your new life now. My whore,” he growled.She squeezed her eyes shut, tears sliding down as she bit her lower lip, trying to muffle her moans. He let out a low grunt and picked up the pace, slamming in and out of her. She pushed up against him involuntarily, the bed shaking from each thrust; her breasts wiggled with every slam he made. Brutal and intense, Dante continued. Aria’s teeth dug into her lower lip, stil
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