Rebecca’s POV
He unzipped his trousers with one rough jerk. His cock sprang free—thick, veined, and brutally hard. The sheer size of him always stole my breath.
He gripped the base and lined up, his other hand digging into my waist.
"Sit," he snarled, his voice guttural. "Take every fucking inch, Rebecca. Work for that pup."
I hesitated half a second too long. Kaden thrust his hips up at the sa ti he slamd down. A strangled scream tore from my throat as he speared open in one vicious stroke, stretching my walls brutally around his massive girth. He bottod out instantly, the head of his cock slamming deep with a sharp burst of pain that made my vision spark.
"Fuck—yes," he growled through clenched teeth, already grinding up into .
He didn’t give ti to adjust. His hands locked onto my hips, and he started thrusting upward with savage, angry force—deep, punishing strokes that made my entire body jolt. Each brutal snap of his hips drove him right against my womb, like he was trying to force his way into it. The wet, filthy sound of my pussy taking him echoed loudly in the room, my arousal coating his cock despite the fear and sha burning through .
It was supposed to be torture. Pure punishnt.
But sothing else was happening—sothing I couldn’t explain. Every angry thrust sent dark, electric pleasure shooting up my spine. My pussy hole fluttered and clenched around him involuntarily, milking his cock as he fucked like he hated . My body was responding. Slick heat flooded between my thighs, making every slide smoother, deeper, and more devastating.
Kaden leaned forward, his mouth latching onto my right breast. He sucked hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive nipple before he bit down just enough to make cry out. His tongue swirled, soothing and punishing at the sa ti, while his other hand kneaded my left breast roughly. All the while, he kept thrusting up into , his hips snapping with relentless fury.
"Look at ," he demanded, releasing my breast with a wet pop. He grabbed the back of my neck and crushed his mouth to mine in a brutal kiss. His tongue invaded, claiming, devouring. I moaned into his mouth, helpless, as he fucked harder on his lap. The angle let him grind against my clit with every upward thrust, building unbearable pressure.
I hated how good it felt. I hated the broken whimpers spilling from my lips. Stephanie’s face flashed in my mind—her life depending on taking this monster’s cock like a good breeder—and fresh tears slipped down my cheeks even as pleasure coiled tighter in my belly.
Kaden pulled back from the kiss, his lips glistening, his eyes feral. "That’s it. Your tears make get harder."
He suddenly lifted off his lap, his cock slipping out with a wet sound that made whimper at the emptiness. Before I could catch my breath, he flipped onto my back on the bed and shoved my thighs wide apart. He drove back inside in one brutal thrust, folding nearly in half as he lood over . This new angle was even deeper. He pounded into rcilessly, the heavy bed slamming against the wall with every stroke. His balls slapped against my ass, his pubic bone grinding against my swollen clit.
I ca hard around him, screaming, my walls spasming violently. Kaden snarled in triumph but didn’t slow. He fucked straight through my orgasm, drawing it out until I was shaking and sobbing.
Only then did he let himself go.
With a guttural roar, he buried himself to the hilt and ca, flooding my pussy with thick, hot jets of cum. I felt every pulse, every spurt painting my insides.
But he didn’t stop.
He pulled out with a wet slap, leaving shivering and leaking on the sheets. Before I could even try to close my legs, he grabbed my arms and pulled upright.
"Stand up," he growled into my ear, his deep voice leaving no room for argunt.
My legs were shaking so badly I could barely support my own weight, but he hauled to my feet right there on the mattress. The soft, giving surface of the bed made wobble, making feel completely helpless and off-balance. Kaden stepped right up behind , his massive, burning body pressing hard against my back. He reached around, wrapping one heavy arm across my chest to lock in place against him, while his other hand forced my torso down.
"Keep your feet apart, Rebecca," he commanded darkly, his large hand sliding down to push my knees wide until I was standing unstably and exposed on the bed.
He didn’t wait. He gripped his cock, which was already rock-hard again and dripping with his fresh cum, and drove it straight back into from behind.
I let out a loud, breathless shriek as he slamd all the way inside. Standing up on the mattress made the angle completely different, letting him hit a spot so deep and sensitive that my whole body went rigid. Kaden began to fuck with a brutal rhythm, his hips snapping hard against my backside with every single stroke.
The bed sank and bounced beneath our feet with every impact, forcing to cling to his arm just to stay standing.
He reached down with his free hand, gripping my hip tightly to pull back against him with every thrust, pinning to his massive fra. I was entirely trapped, standing on the shaking mattress, taking the deep, punishing strokes as he claid from behind.
The overstimulation was completely breaking my mind, my walls desperately clenching around him while my tears wet the arm he had wrapped around my chest.
Finally, he yanked down by the hips, flipping onto my stomach. He pulled my hips up so I was on my knees, my face pressed into the sheets, and slamd back in from behind. The new position let him go impossibly deeper, his cock dragging against every oversensitive spot inside .
"Again," he growled, his voice hoarse with dark lust. One hand fisted in my hair, the other gripped my hip hard enough to bruise as he railed with renewed fury. "You’re not done until I say you are. Take it. Take every drop."
He fucked like an animal—long, powerful strokes that made my breasts drag against the sheets and my ass ripple with every impact. His cum from the first release mixed with my fresh wetness, leaking down my thighs in obscene trails. The overstimulation had crying out with every thrust, pleasure bordering on pain, pain twisting back into devastating pleasure.
Kaden reached around and rubbed my clit roughly, forcing another orgasm out of . My screams were muffled by the mattress as I clenched around him again. Only then did he finally chase his second release, slamming deep and holding himself there as he ca again, pumping more cum into my already full pussy.
He collapsed over , heavy and hot, his cock still twitching inside . His breath fanned against my ear.
"One month, Rebecca," he whispered darkly, pressing a strangely possessive kiss to the back of my neck, right above the silver choker. "Get pregnant. Or watch your friend die while I keep fucking you anyway."
I lay there, trembling, leaking his cum, my body sore and exhausted in the most shaful way. The sex had been raw, angry, and torturous—just like he intended.
But sothing else lingered. The pull. The dark craving I couldn’t na.
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