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★ C H A P T E R 58 ★ Damn Right She Was

-  D O M I N I C   •   P O V  -

She was wrecked.

Her body trembled beneath me, her wrists still red from the cuffs, her lips parted, eyes glazed over with exhaustion-and need. But I wasn't done with her yet.

Not even close.

I pushed her hair back from her damp forehead, staring down at her. My girl. My beautiful, ruined girl.

She looked up at me with that fucked-out expression, barely able to keep her eyes open, her breath hitching as I ran my fingers over her swollen lips. "Dominic..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she had done tonight.

I smirked. "You're not tapping out, are you?"

She whined, her thighs twitching as I settled between them again. "I-I don't think I can move..."

I chuckled darkly, gripping her jaw, forcing her to look at me. "Who said you needed to move?"

Her breath caught.

Then, in one smooth, rough motion-I was inside her again.

Her head snapped back against the pillows, a sharp gasp escaping her lips. My grip tightened on her waist as I started moving, dragging her hips into me, making sure she felt every inch.

She was already so wrecked, her body shaking beneath me, her nails digging into my arms.

"Dominic!" she cried out, her voice breaking.

I growled, bending down to claim her mouth, swallowing her sounds as I thrust harder, deeper, making her body arch under me. "You can take it," I murmured against her lips. "I know you can."

She sobbed my name, her nails scraping down my back, but I barely felt the sting. All I could focus on was how good she felt wrapped around me, how her body took everything I gave her like she was made for me.

She reached up, pressing her hands against my abs, her fingers splaying across the hard ridges of muscle.

"You're so sexy," she gasped, her voice trembling. "So... so... oh my God."

I smirked, moving faster, dragging her hips against mine, making her body jolt with every thrust.

She started mumbling, her head rolling side to side.

"Oh my God... I think I just saw Jesus..."

I chuckled, gripping her thighs, lifting them higher. "You're talking nonsense already?"

She gasped. "No-yes-oh my God, I think I just left my body-"

I slammed into her harder, making her back arch off the bed.

She practically screamed.

"Dominic-Dominic-fuck!"

I growled against her throat, biting down, leaving my mark. "Say my name again."

She whimpered, her nails raking down my stomach. "Dominic-oh my God-DOMINIC-"

Her voice broke as she came, her body convulsing underneath me, squeezing me so tight I almost lost it right then and there.

I gritted my teeth, pushing through the mind-numbing pleasure, dragging it out, making sure she felt every last second of it.

She was a shaking, gasping mess, her eyes glazed over, her lips trembling.

I wasn't done yet.

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up, making her gasp as I pulled her back into me.

"Dominic!"

I smirked, gripping her hips. "Still think you can't move?"

She made a broken sound, her fingers gripping the sheets desperately as I started again.

Fucking her so good she couldn't think.

Couldn't breathe.

Couldn't do anything except take it.

She babbled incoherently, moaning and gasping, her body shaking violently as I ruined her completely.

I groaned, wrapping her hair around my fist, pulling her head back as I slammed into her one last time-

And then we both shattered.

She was gone.

Her body was limp against the mattress, her breath uneven, her skin damp with sweat.

I lay beside her, dragging her into my arms, her small body melting against mine.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Then, in a soft, breathless voice-

"I think you just rearranged my insides."

I laughed, low and rough, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Good."

She groaned. "No, not good. I can't feel my legs."

I smirked. "Want me to carry you to the shower?"

She whined. "I don't think I can even stand, Dominic."

I rolled onto my side, brushing her hair back, looking down at her swollen lips, her dazed expression.

She was completely wrecked.

And I had never been more satisfied.

"You're mine," I murmured, gripping her chin, making her look at me. "Say it."

She swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm yours."

Damn right she was.

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