Page 57 of Sacred Vow

“Yes, Andrei,” I hiss.

“Good girl.”

A blinding pain bursts through my body as he plows straight into my ass with one swift thrust.

I scream.

I scramble, trying to get away, but he’s holding my hips, keeping me prisoner against him.

“Shhhh.” He rubs circles into my skin with his thumbs. “You can do this,” he encourages through what sounds like clenched teeth.

“I can’t.” I shake my head. “It’s too much.”

“It’s not.” He pulls back an inch, then another until he’s almost all the way out. Relief is coming, I’m sure of it. But then the monster drives right back into me.

And again.

And again.

Soon the white-hot pain blurs into a sort of electric hum. His fingers dig into my hips as he drags me back at him while he thrusts forward. Another thrust and another, then the pain is all consuming, skating over my body as he continues to fuck my ass.

I find myself lifting off the pillows and pushing my ass back at him to meet his thrusts. My arousal coats my pussy lips, drips onto my thighs.

“Fuck.” He reaches up my back, fisting my hair at the scalp and pulling it back toward him.

“Oh! Oh, god!” I clench again, this new pain interrupting the pleasure. I reach between my thighs, finding my clit.

He jerks my hair.

“No. You don’t touch that pussy tonight.” His voice is gravelly, like he’s barely holding onto control as he continues to pound into me. My body coils into a familiar spring, ready to launch, but he yanks my hair again and I drop my hand back to the bed.

My breath quickens. My stomach pulls tight.

“Please, Andrei,” I beg him.

“No.”

I cry out with pity for myself, and hunger for his touch.

He plows again and again. I’m so full, I’m going to split. He’s touching every inch of my body and not touching me at all.

I curl my back, only to be pinched again until I arch it, giving him better access to my ass.

“Fuck. Fuck,” he grunts. He’s thrusting harder and harder. I curl my fingers, clench my eyes, tears drip down my cheeks. He’s not going to let me come. He’s going to use me and leave me empty.

Another thrust and then he stills. With a growl, his cock explodes inside my ass, filling me with his hot cum.

His fingers untangle from my hair, and I lower my face, letting my hair fall like a curtain around me. Tears still fall, and I can’t tell if it’s because he’s used me like this or because it was a punishment I know I deserved. Am I hurt, angry, or resentful? I have no idea. Every emotion seems to twist into the next.

He reaches up to my face, brushing away my hair. “You’re beautiful like this, Izzy.”

“I’m a mess,” I argue, turning as best I can to look at him over my shoulder.

“The seal is breaking, that’s all.” He sounds so sure. “Maybe you won’t keep trying to run from me now, you won’t try to shoulder the world all by yourself.”

“You think I’m weak.” I turn away, pressing my forehead against the pillow.

Andrei eases his cock from me. There’s an instant emptiness. His seed spills out of my ass and down my body. I bring my legs together, feeling every bit of tenderness his cock left behind, and roll over to my side. He pads across the room to the bathroom, returning only a moment later with a wet washcloth.

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