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I moan, my breathing ragged as I ride him faster.

The next thing I know, I hear a loud snap, and Stryker throws the rope onto the floor. He grabs my left hand, his finger rubbing over the large diamond adorning my hand. “Looks like someone is a naughty girl. Fucking a stranger in a hotel room. Where’s your fiancé, little prey? At home, moping because you’re not there?”

A smug grin curls my lips. “My fiancé is a psycho. He’ll stab you through the guts, rip out your intestines and choke you to death with them for fucking his woman.”

He chuckles. “Sounds like a badass.”

He flips me onto my back, then drives his cock deep inside. “Sounds like I need to fuck the hell outta you before he finds out and tries to kill me.”

I moan as he pounds me into the mattress. “Tries to kill you?” I pant, my nails digging into his back, breaking through his skin.

“I’m a badass, baby. I’m hard to kill.”

His strokes are long and deep, driving me insane. I arch up to meet him, sweat dripping down my body as I whisper, “You’re fucking me so good, predator. Don’t stop.”

Leaning over me, his sweat drips onto my face. “Never.”

He grabs my hands, shoving them over my head and locking his fingers with mine. He captures my lips, breathing his essence into me. “You’re mine, little prey. For the rest of your life, it’ll only be my cock inside this pussy. My lips on yours. My fingers and mouth giving your body pleasure. Understand?”

“Yes,” I cry, my body trembling beneath his. “I’m yours.”

He groans, reaching between us, his fingers finding my clit. “Come hard for me, baby. Soak my cock and balls with your cream.”

“Oh, God.” He slams into me, driving me deeper into the mattress. The headboard bangs against the wall, but I don’t give a shit about the noise or any damage to the room. “I-I’m gonna….”

“Come, little prey.”

I explode, screaming in his face. My body thrashes beneath his, the orgasm hitting me so hard I see stars.

Stryker keeps going, slowing his pace until my trembles subside.

He begins slamming into me again, his mouth finding my hard nipple. I moan as he marks my breasts.

Pulling back, he throws my legs over his shoulders. “Now you’re gonna take all my come, little prey. Every. Fucking. Drop.” His jaw clenches as he fucks me hard and deep, making me scream.

“Oh, fuck. I’m too sensitive.”

His eyes burn into mine. “You’ll be okay, love. Just go with it. Let it happen.”

Tears trickle down my cheeks. “I-I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.” His lips capture mine. When he pulls back, his thumb strokes my cheek, his eyes full of love.

“I’m so sensitive,” I whimper.

“Come with me, love.” He pumps his hips three more times, and I scream as I clench him like a vice, my orgasm rocking through me, making me feel faint. He stills, his hot juices squirting deep inside me.

With a groan, he releases my legs from his shoulders. Wrapping his arms around me, he collapses against me, his face against the side of my neck. “God, I love you,” he pants.

“Once I recover…” I pant. “You need to tell me how you escaped from those ropes, my fiancé.”

He chuckles. “I’ll never tell, my little fiancée.”

I huff against him, even as I tighten my arms around him. “I’ll get it out of you.”

He lifts his head, his eyes sparkling. “Good luck, little prey.”

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