Page 113 of In Love with the Devil

“Beg me for it."

"Please–Please fuck me."

"How do you want me to fuck your ass, huh?"

"Harder! Please! Please!"

"Is this what you want? Huh? Little slut?”

"Yes!" I scream as he slams the length of himself into me. I break down, sobbing at the intensity. My mind can’t decipher if I’m about to die from the pain or from the pleasure.

“Fuck!” he cusses.

THE END

Epilogue

Astoria

Five Years Later

“Pretty bird,” he sings in a whisper into my ear then kisses my cheek from above.

I'm lying belly down on our bed, both my hands are flat on the pillow underneath my cheek and ear, hearing the Mediterranean sea through our tiny balcony, not wanting to open my eyes. The salty air tickles my nose. “Hmm.”

“Come on sleepyhead, wake up. Today is a very special day," he sings. "I have a surprise for you.”

"Hmm."

"Oh, I know what you need. You've been dying to be fucked. You think I don't know?"

My eyes flash open at his words and at his palms caressing down the side of my body. Right across from the bed is the shimmering sea view I love.

He opens my legs and slips his fingers into my pussy. I moan and open up even more for him. For a whole month now, Asher hasn't touched me. I was beginning to wonder if something was wrong. At this moment, I'm so grateful. His fingers massage my insides, sending immense relief to every part of my body. He's right, I've been tense for it. Dying. But I hide it.

"Does that help? No?" He hurries the pace, pulling panting and another moan from me. "This is what you need. Isn't it? You're already wet, you little fucking slut."

I whimper as he fingers me faster. The hard slap to my bare ass cheek startles me. "Fuck. I'm awake. I'm awake–"

He chuckles. "Mmm. Too late. Now I'm gonna fuck you, so you can't go back to sleep."

"Ash–Asher, I'm awake."

"Turn around. I want to see your face." In one move, he flips my body and within a second, his dick slams into my pussy, stealing my breath.

"Oh, fuck," I manage to whisper. He's too big. "Fuck, Asher. That hurts." My pussy must have tightened in the time hehadn't touched me. I can't focus on anything else as his cock rubs against my walls, stretching them. I whimper. His hands intertwine with mine, pinning me down.

"Mmmm. So fucking juicy and tight, just like the first time I tried to get you pregnant."

I meet his gaze, shocked at his words. "What?"

With a cunning smile, he lowers his lips to my ears. "You're ovulating baby."

I gasp, search his eyes for the joke, and try to hide my horror. His expression holds the very same glee as that day. I know he's been waiting for me to be ready for pregnancy again. He's cautiously asked me for a baby before and I've blatantly refused. "Julian…" That's all I can say with how fast and hard he thrusts into me. I shake my head at him and his smile widens.

His tongue drags between his lips. "Yes, pretty bird. Come on, you know what I want. I wanna see that belly again."

I lose myself in the aggressive, possessive kiss he attacks me with while pummeling me. My whimpers, and our panting mix with the sound of the sea from not too far away. Julian hooks his arm under my knee, lifting it to open more of me while his lips muffles my scream. I break the kiss. "Julian–"

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