His hand came down in a firm swat to my ass, the flesh of the globe bouncing as if it too wanted to get away from the intensity of his possession. Pulling me back until I almost sat on my feet, he put one foot on the step next to me and drove into my pussy with a hard glide. Striking the end of me on that first thrust, he pulled a cry from my lips.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pulling all the way free and doing it again. With the fabric twisted around at my wrists to accommodate the change in positions, I had even less mobility. “I should let you go. Knowing what my father did to you.” He reached up a hand to untie my wrists as he moved inside me with slow but hard drives.

I paused, listening for more words as doubt settled over me. He’d sworn he would never let me free, told me he loved me. I couldn’t imagine the end would come from something so deeply buried in our past, but the doubt crept in even as he fucked me like he hated me. “But?” I prodded.

He wrapped one hand around the front of my throat, squeezing as he drew me up until his chest touched my back. His free hand reached around my hip, slipping between my legs to touch the space where we connected. His fingers surrounded his cock where it slid in and out of me, the heel of his palm brushing against my clit with every stroke. “I willneverdo the right thing where you’re concerned. I’ll do anything it takes to own you. Including fucking you so often that my cum leaks out of your pussy every step you take.”

His hand tightened at my throat, pressing harder until my vision clouded and my world narrowed down to the feel of him inside me. The stairs digging into my knees didn’t matter as I reached up my hands to claw at his arms as self-preservation took over. “Rafe,” I gasped.

“And if you ever try to revert back to the girl who takes your sister’s shit and tries to please your parents, I’ll fuck you until you remember who you really are.Mi Reina,” he growled, releasing his grip on my throat suddenly as his hand dug into my clit and circled in tightly. I came, my chest heaving as I sucked back desperate lungfuls of air and ecstasy rushed in. He bit into my shoulder as he followed, filling me with heat as his mouth sucked at my flesh until I bled.

Our love had been born in blood, and Rafael Ibarra seemed determined to never let me forget it.