Page 56 of Ravaged Saints

I press my thumb on her clit, feeling how wet she is. I position myself at her entrance, and slowly I push the tip of my cock inside her, and she gasps, squeezing her eyes shut. I press a little more, but something seems off.

“Aspen.”

No response. Her body locks up, muscles tight as a vice, her breath going shallow.

Fuck.

I press a hand to her belly, feeling the way she’sgone. Not here with me. Not in this moment.

And I know.

The way she’s frozen, how she won’t open her eyes. It slams into me like a freight train, Ethan’s words ringing in my head.She’s slipping away from me.

Not happening.

I wrap my fingers around her throat, not squeezing, just enough pressure toforceher to feel me. To be here. Withme.

“Aspen.” It’s a command, raw and firm, cutting through the fog. My thumb presses just enough to make her breath catch.

Her eyes fly open, glazed buthere, and fuck, there are tears brimming in them. My chest tightens, but I don’t let go.

“That’s it, pet.” The grip stays firm, holding her in place. “Stay with me.”

A single nod. Her gaze locks on mine, searching.

“It’s just us. You and me. No one else.” The words drop lower, steady, grounding her. “Iwon’tlet anything happen to you.”

She exhales shakily, and when I push deeper, her body reacts—trembling, overwhelmed, but not gone. She’swith me now.

And I’ll make damn sure she stays that way.

“Want me to stop?” I ask, holding myself at her entrance.

“No, please.” She whispers and gives me a smile.

I nod and press my cock deeper, I feel her walls stretching to take me, her body trembling with each inch. My piercings brush against her inner walls, and her eyes roll back in response. I grab her hips, holding her steady to keep her in place and to stop myself from slamming into her like a fucking beast.

“Knox,” her eyes lock with mine, “Are you all in?”

I smile, forcing the words out slowly, “Half in, pet.” Her eyes widen, and she gasps.

“It won’t fit,” she snaps, and I can’t help but laugh.

“You can take it. You can take it all.” I lean into her, brushing my lips over her neck and biting her earlobe. “Just breathe, pet,” I whisper, pushing another inch inside her, my muscles trembling, trying to keep in control.

“You’re shaking,” she whispers, and I lift my face to meet hers, her eyes searching mine.

“I’m trying to take it slow with you,” my voice hoarse, and her head leans into me, her lips brushing mine in a soft kiss.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

If I ever find the fucker who hurt her, I’ll torture him for days before cutting his balls off and making him eat them.

I start to thrust into her slowly, each movement pushing deeper, and she moans, her body trembling beneath mine.

I kiss her neck, biting down on her shoulder and she gaps. Her pussy drips, and her nipples press into my chest, sending sparks of heat through my body.

Her hips start moving, grinding against me. “That’s it, pet, fuck me.”

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