Page 32 of Rising from the Ashes

“God’s not fucking you, Calista. It's my cock buried inside of you.” He grabs my throat and applies just enough pressure that I struggle for air.

“You scream my name. Not God.” He squeezes harder. “Or I won’t let you come.”

My body writhes against the sheets as he continues to drive inside me, rendered helpless by my need for air. A feeling washes over me. Fearful, not because he would ever hurt me, but fearful because I need every part of him he will give me.

“P-please…” I choke out as every nerve ending in my body feels like it is on fire, and I need to feel myself unravel around him.

Chills coarse through my body as he thrusts his hips into mine, taking control over me. I’ve never submitted to anyone, never begged for pleasure. I’ve always been the one to use someone else. I’ve tried fighting him for weeks, but after his admission tonight, the throbbing ache between my legs is telling me I don’t want to fight him anymore. I need him.

I grip onto the sheets, gasping for air as his cock stretches me.

With every thrust, the ache turns into a more desperate need. I feel my pussy begin to tighten around him.

He smirks down at me, “Your greedy little cunt needs to come, my little bunny?”

“Y-Yes…” I manage to breathe out. “Please!”

He loosens his grip on my throat and I relish the feeling as the air floods back into my lungs.

Moving my legs back over his shoulders, he continues to plunge inside me.

Looking down at me, his voice drips with desire. “This pussy is mine to fuck, to eat, to fill. Understand?”

I can’t make words anymore, only satisfied moans escaping my lips as I grip onto his forearms.

“Come, Calista, but it better be me you scream for.”

The anticipation of my release blossoms in the pit of my stomach as my pussy squeezes around his cock. Like a tidal wave, my climax pours out of me, my own wet arousal dripping down my ass.

“Shado! Don’t fucking stop!”

He leans over me, his hands gripping the backs of my thighs, pushing my legs toward my ears as he continues to fuck me mercilessly, his balls slapping my asshole. I can feel his body tense up, his fingertips dig into me as if they’re branding my skin. He lets out a feral moan and he explodes inside me, marking me as his.

He slows his thrusts down to a languid pace while we both try to catch our breath, “I love feeling my come inside you, bunny. Right where it belongs.”

He slowly pulls away from me and when I look down, I notice he’s still hard and my pussy is still aching for more.

Fuck, we are like two rabbits.

Rolling onto my stomach, I prop myself on my knees in front of him.

The thought of letting Shado in a space that Silas’ men violated that night, makes my stomach roll, but I need to feel him. I need that painful memory gone.

“Fuck, Cal,” he growls, his hands rubbing my ass. Spreading my cheeks apart, I can hear him hiss through gritted teeth.

“Claim me, all of me, Shado.”

I feel him kneel behind me and he softly pushes my hair to the side as he leans over, his cock brushing against my ass.

“Calista, you’re shaking.” His hands caress down my back. “I don’t know that I will be able to hold back with you.”

“Then don’t. Take this pain away,” I plead, trying to hold back sobs.

Rubbing his cock against my slit, coating himself with my arousal, he positions the tip of his cock against my tight entrance.

As he pushes forward, a stinging sensation rips through my body and I bite down on my lip, attempting to stifle my cries.

“Cal…” He breathes out. I can feel the reservation in his body reverberating off of him.

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