To Love A Monster
He holds me close, closer than we've ever been.
"I love you, do you understand that?" he asks.
I nod, his thrusts deep, purposeful, his cock growing impossibly hard inside me.
"No matter what, I love you," he says again, more urgently.
"I love you, too, Nicholas. No matter what." I mimic his words although their intensity is confusing and when he repeats himself, I see he's far away. He's right here, eyes locked on me, but he's far, far away.
"Do you understand?" he asks again, and I realize he's waiting for me to answer him. "Do you know?"
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