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“Please,” I said. “It’s going to hurt.”

“Yes,” he said. “It is. But you’re going to do it anyway.”

He leaned back just enough that my body slid down his, and I could feel his cock at my entrance. He lined us up, pinning me against the wall so I couldn’t move.

“Please.”

“So strange. Your eyes are begging me not to, but your pussy is practically screaming at me to fuck you. I can feel your juices dripping down my cock. That’s how wet you are.” He leaned down to whisper in my ear, sending shivers over my bare skin. “That’s how much your body is begging me to claim you.”

He didn’t wait for me to plead again or anything.

He thrust up, pushing all of himself inside of me in one fluid, agonizing push.

I could feel the second he pushed past my maidenhead, the searing pain making me cry out. It burned as if I had been stabbed.

Lucian held me there for a moment, letting me feel every single inch of agony.

Then he pulled out and did it again.

Over and over, but every single time, it hurt less. As the pain dissipated, it was replaced by something else, something addictive.

“That’s it, baby girl, take it. Love it. Does it still hurt?”

I nodded.

“Does it feel good too?”

Again, I nodded as he angled his hips to brush against my front wall, and fireworks exploded behind my eyelids.

A deep, satisfying moan pulled itself from my throat, and he laughed.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby, take every inch of it and get addicted to my cock. This is the only dick that will ever be inside this tight little cunt. I own you, now.”

“Yes, sir.”

He grabbed my upper thighs, digging his fingers into the fresh marks that he had left during my spanking, sending another shock of delicious pain through my body as he pushed into me harder, faster.

The more he pushed into me, the better it felt, and soon, I couldn’t control my cries of pleasure. I didn’t want to.

I could feel the pressure building at my core, and I knew that he was right.

I was going to be addicted to this cock.

There had to be a way out of this before he ruined me forever.

CHAPTER 17

LUCIAN

Three times.

I took her three more times until we both passed out in my bed, with her cuddling into my arms, her body pressed against mine so she didn’t sleep in the wet patch she had left.

It had been some time since I had been with a woman who was so greedy for pleasure that I was able to push her to the point of soaking through sheets.

There was something supremely satisfying about that.

I had not intended to miss an entire day of work the day before.

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