Empire of Dominance
Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference.
This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real.
“You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her.
She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value.
“I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”
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