Page 82 of Theirs to Rule

“Please,” she whimpered, rolling her hips. The pleasure was so intense, but this time I wasn’t fucking up. I needed to put on a condom.

Grabbing hold of her hands, I lifted them above her head. Then I leaned over to my nightstand and retrieved a condom. As I put it on, I asked, “You sure you want me to be rough?”

She nodded, her cheeks flushing, like it felt wrong and dirty to admit. I pushed apart her folds and thrust two fingers inside her wetness. She gasped, her legs wide open for me.

“Say it.”

“I want you to be rough with me,” she choked out, her hips already grinding back toward me.

“Stay still, Rebel,” I ordered her softly. “You don’t move until I tell you to, got it?”

She nodded, her eyes wide with both fear and excitement.

“Anytime you want me to stop, you say the word ‘Coconut.’”

“Coconut?” she repeated with a breathy giggle.

I nodded. It had to be something neither of us were likely to say naturally during the moment. Cupping her jaw, I kissed her roughly, my tongue clashing against hers. She wrapped her legs around me, trying to draw me in. I shook my head and pulled away.

“No moving until I say so.”

“You better be prepared to punish me, then,” she whispered.

“Legs apart,” I ordered.

She did as I told her, spreading them wide open for me. I flipped her over. “Get on all fours,” I told her, running my fingers over her bare ass.

She eagerly did as I asked, her legs spread just enough for me to see how wet she was for me. Fuck, this girl was incredible. My fingers grazed her ass cheek, then I pulled back my hand and smacked her hard, leaving her skin pink. She jumped but didn’t move.

I’d never hit her harder than this, but I could tell she liked it.

“Good girl,” I praised her. “Now move your knees apart a little more and bend down.”

My cock throbbed as she crouched onto the bed, ass up in the air. I ran the head of my cock along her slit, then slapped her ass again. She groaned, her body squirming. Her swollen pussy was begging to swallow my cock, so I rolled on the condom, lined myself up, and thrust deep inside her.

“Oh God,” she moaned.

“You like that?” I asked her. “You’re my little whore, aren’t you, Rebel?” I continued, my balls slamming against her ass cheeks as I fucked her hard from behind. “Except you’re not just mine. You get off on being with other guys.”

“Yes,” she panted.

“Say it, Rebel.”

“I’m your little whore,” she moaned. “A dirty little slut who wants to be fucked by other guys.”

I angled her body down, lifting her ass up so I could drive my cock deeper inside her. She cried out, her pussy so tight I almost couldn’t handle it.

Fuck, I loved the way she felt. The way her pussy contracted around me. I slid in and out of her faster and harder until my body shuddered. Every once in a while, I spanked her ass. I went harder and harder until it got to the point where I worried I was hurting her, but whenever I tried to slow down or go more gently, she cried out for more.

Finally, she came, screaming so loud I couldn’t help but answer with a shout of my own. Grunting, I jerked forward, filling the condom with my cum as she milked me dry.

I fell onto the bed beside her, both exhausted and satisfied.

“Thank you,” she murmured. She curled into my arms as I kissed her forehead. It felt so natural to have her up against me,like we were made for each other. She smiled up at me, her eyes heavy. She was so fucking beautiful it almost killed me.

Camille meant so much to me, more than anyone ever had, yet I couldn't keep her. Seeing her with Dante had been hard, but it had also eased my mind about who would protect her, who would satisfy her after I left. No matter what the future held, I knew that she would be protected and loved.

“Where did you go?” she whispered softly.

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