Page 26 of Stalked & Bred by the BRATVA

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I slip two fingers back inside her. She’s soaked. Slippery. Still warm from where I came.

I curl them just right and shescreams.

This time she comes harder.

This time she thrashes.

I hold her down as she convulses, every muscle in her body locked tight, her throat raw from the sound that tears out of her. I don’t stop until she goes limp. Only then do I crawl back up herbody, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and watching her try to open her eyes.

She’s wrecked.

Eyes glazed. Legs twitching. Sweat clinging to her hairline.

Still not enough.

“Roll over.”

She doesn’t move. I flip her. She gasps, weak and shaky, but she lets me position her on all fours. Barely. She can’t hold herself up. I hook my arms around her hips and pull her back until her ass is pressed against my thighs. My cock is hard again, angry and wet with precum.

“You’re going to take me again,” I say.

“I—I don’t know if I can—”

“You can.”

And then I’m inside her.

This time, I don’t go slow. This time, I fuck her like I want to break her.

Her arms give out after the third thrust. She collapses forward, but I don’t let up. I hold her hips and slam into her again and again, her soft cries muffled by the mattress, her body reduced to shuddering heat and friction.

I watch myself disappear into her. Watch the slick mess we’ve made.

I own this now.

I ownher.

Her thighs are shaking when I finally spill inside her again, biting down on her shoulder to keep myself grounded.

It takes me a moment to breathe. To move.

But when I do, I’m calm. I ease out slowly, gently, and this time, she whimpers. Not from pain. Not from fear.

Fromneed.

Even now, she doesn’t want me gone.

I stand and walk to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth.

She hasn’t moved.

Her arms are folded beneath her, legs still spread. I kneel beside her and start to clean her. Carefully. Thoroughly. She flinches, but I shush her.

“You did well,” I murmur. “You took me so perfectly.”

She opens her eyes, dazed.

I stroke the cloth gently between her legs, wiping away the mess.

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