Raven's Point of View
I couldn't move.
My body was completely spent, my legs still trembling, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. My skin was damp, my throat raw from screaming his name. I felt like I had been completely wrecked, and I thought-I hoped-Dominic was finally done.
But I should've known better.
Because the second I tried to relax, he shifted, his grip tightening on my hips, his cock still hard inside me.
My eyes fluttered open, my heart pounding. "D-Dominic?" My voice was weak, breathless, my body too exhausted to even process what was happening.
He let out a dark chuckle, leaning down until his lips brushed against my ear. "You wanted more, baby." His voice was smooth, taunting, dangerous. "Now you're getting it."
I gasped as he pulled out, only to slam back into me in one brutal thrust. My whole body jolted, my back arching off the bed as a sharp cry escaped my lips.
"Oh my god-"
His fingers wrapped around my throat, not squeezing, just holding, forcing me to look into his dark, dangerous eyes.
"Oh, now you wanna act innocent?" he growled, thrusting deeper, making me whimper. "You begged for this, Raven. You fucking asked for this."
I couldn't even deny it.
I had been the one who teased him. I had been the one who whispered filthy words against his lips, telling him I could take it. And now? Now I was paying the price.
My body was too sensitive, every thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge, dragging me through waves of overstimulation and unbearable pleasure. I felt everything-every inch of him stretching me, filling me, owning me.
I reached for his shoulders, trying to ground myself, but he pinned my wrists above my head, completely trapping me. His grip was unyielding, his thrusts deep and merciless, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me over and over again.
"Dominic-" I gasped, my body tightening around him, my release already building.
But then he said something that nearly broke me.
"Don't you fucking come," he growled, his voice dark, commanding.
I let out a choked whimper, my whole body trembling beneath him. "Dominic, please-"
His grip on my wrists tightened, his pace never faltering. "I said don't."
Oh, fuck.
I was hanging on by a thread. Every thrust sent me spiraling deeper into madness, every second stretching out like torture. My legs were shaking violently, my back arching, my mind screaming for release.
But he wouldn't let me.
He was relentless-pounding into me, stretching me, ruining me, whispering filthy things against my skin. My body was begging for release, every muscle tensed, my toes curling as my orgasm loomed dangerously close.
"Dominic-" I sobbed, desperate, completely at his mercy. "I can't-"
"You can." He buried himself to the hilt, holding me still, making sure I felt every inch of him. "You're not coming until I say so."
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. My body was too far gone, hovering on the edge of oblivion, desperate to let go.
But he was still in control.
And he was enjoying this-watching me squirm, watching me fall apart beneath him, knowing that I was completely, helplessly at his mercy.
"Dominic, please," I sobbed, my nails digging into his arms. "I- I can't hold it-"
"Too fucking bad," he growled, snapping his hips harder, his cock slamming into me at an unbearable pace. "You're mine, Raven. This body? Mine. Your pleasure? Mine. You don't come until I tell you to."
I whimpered, shaking, my body betraying me.
I tried-God, I tried-but I couldn't hold it anymore.
With a sharp cry, my body gave in. My orgasm crashed over me in a violent wave, knocking the air from my lungs as I came so hard it nearly broke me. My vision blurred, my whole body tensing, my pussy clenching around him, taking him deeper as my release drenched his cock.
And then everything went still.
I didn't realize what I had done until I felt him freeze inside me.
My eyes fluttered open, and when I looked up at him, my stomach dropped.
Dominic was staring down at me, his jaw tight, his nostrils flaring, his muscles coiled with tension.
For a moment, there was nothing but silence.
Then-
"You disobeyed me," he said, his voice low, almost dangerous.
I swallowed hard, my entire body still trembling, my mind foggy with pleasure.
"I- I couldn't hold it," I whispered.
The corner of his mouth lifted, but it wasn't a smile. It was something darker. Something that sent a sharp, electric thrill down my spine.
"You couldn't hold it?" he repeated, his fingers tightening around my throat. "Guess I'll have to fuck that bratty little attitude out of you, huh?"
Oh, fuck.
Before I could respond, he flipped me onto my stomach, yanking my hips up, pressing my face into the mattress.
And then he wrecked me.
I screamed as he slammed into me, his thrusts brutal, punishing, merciless. There was no teasing now, no holding back-just pure, raw dominance as he fucked me into the mattress.
I couldn't even breathe.
My body was too sensitive, too overstimulated, every thrust sending me spiraling into an abyss of unbearable pleasure. My fingers clawed at the sheets, my voice breaking as I sobbed his name, tears spilling down my cheeks.
But he didn't stop.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back, his lips brushing against my ear.
"You wanted this, baby," he growled, slamming into me so hard the headboard slammed against the wall. "Now you're gonna fucking take it."
I whimpered, my body breaking, my mind shattering.
I had never been fucked like this. Never been ruined like this.
Tears slipped down my cheeks, my body trembling violently as he dragged me through another mind-numbing orgasm.
But this time?
He didn't stop.
Not until I was completely wrecked.
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