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Their attention on my swollen breasts.

My ruined face.

On how Nova slaps my thighs open and tilts my ass, aligning his hard cock between the crack. His fingers bruising my waist. “Widen your legs, Rose. Let me see where I’m going to shove my dick in.”

I do as he commands, heady fear climbing up my throat.

His chest covers my back, trapping my left hand beneath his against the wall. His other hand brushes between my legs, tracing the slick pierced head along my slit. Up and down. Rubbing. Dipping to drag the barbell over my clit. Against my drenched entrance.

Until I’m too overwrought with lust.

“Condom,” I manage to whisper over the fog of lust.

“You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to fuck you with a barrier. You’re my wife. Mine. The only way I fuck you is bare.”

“It’s risky.”

“I’m keeping you forever, Rose.”

“But I drive you crazy.”

“I want you to drive me crazy for the rest of our lives.”

I am on the pill but there’s still a risk. We aren’t supposed to end up together. Forever isn’t in the cards for us. Yet, despite all this circling in my head, the opposite words spill from my mouth, “Fuck me, please. Bite me, bruise me. Show me how much you hate me, Nova.”

The predatory animal in him roars out. Tilting my head until it rests on his shoulder, he threateningly commands in my ear, “Your lips better scream my name, Rose. Eight goddamn years I’ve waited for this moment. I only want to hear my name on your tongue. As you beg for more. As you cry for mercy.”

Speech forgotten, I nod.

His crown nudges at my opening. “Scream.”

He slams home.

Chapter Sixty-four

Rosalie

“Nova!” I shout his name.

One vicious and splitting thrust.

“Nova! Fuck!”

His long and thick shaft keeps sliding deeper and deeper until I can’t tell where I begin and he ends. I feel his metal piercing gliding against every nerve ending in my walls, setting me ablaze. I’m trapped between his merciless plunges and the wall.

His huge cock hurts.

Burns.

Bringing incomparable pleasure.

Just like every time. In the same familiar way. My cries and whimpers have no effect on him as he ravages me. Giving no reprieve between the brisk and rough pounding of his thrusts. His heavy balls slap against my clit on every downward stroke. Making my breasts bounce from the force.

Grabbing my throat, he holds me immobile. “Look me in the eyes. Look at who’s fucking you, Rose. Whose cock you’re riding. The only cock you’ve ever known and will ever know. Did you really think any other man could fill your tight little cunt like this? I’ve fucked you so your pussy will fit around my girth. No. One. Else’s.”

He punctuates his claim with a brutal thrust.

“Ahh!! Yes!” I moan loudly. “Your cock hurts so good, Nova.”

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