Page 34 of Forbidden Harvest

“No!” I scream, squirming as he holds me firmly. “Get off me! Jared, please, I’m serious!”

His grip tightens, and then he thrusts into me, claiming my body. Pain and pleasure mix as he begins to move, his strength overpowering my feigned resistance.

I struggle, kicking out and twisting, but it’s useless. He’s too strong, and he knows it.

“Jared, please...” My body trembles as I give in to the fantasy. “I’m begging you...”

“Beg all you want, princess.” His voice is a harsh growl, spurring me on. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be taken, ravaged.”

“No...” I whimper, even as my body betrays me, responding to his relentless thrusts. “Don’t make me say it.”

“Say it, Aria. Admit that you wanted me to force myself on you.” He grips my hips tightly, holding me in place as he thrusts into me relentlessly.

“No, please...” I sob, caught between my need to resist and my desire to surrender. “Don’t make me say it.”

“Say it!” he demands.

“No, stop, please...” I whimper, feeling myself getting closer to the edge. “I don’t?—”

Jared pulls out of me, only to flip me over roughly. Strong hands grasp my hips, positioning me on the edge of the bed. I try to wriggle away, but it’s futile. I’m his plaything, at his mercy.

“Look at me, Aria.” His voice, a dark command, sends shivers down my spine. His hand closes around my throat, his touch gentle yet firm, guiding my head up. “Admit that you like it when I force myself on you.”

I shake my head, denying his words even as my body responds. “No...please...” My protests grow weaker.

He leans in close and thrusts back into me with force, making me cry out. “Liar,” he hisses, his eyes burning through the holes in the mask. “You love it. You want me to claim you like this.”

My lungs burn as his grip on my throat restricts my air supply. I want to fight, to deny him, but with each powerful thrust, my body responds despite my mental resistance.

“Say it, Aria. Admit that this is what you want.” His voice is rough with his own need.

“No...” I gasp, my voice hoarse from my pleas. My fingers dig into his arms as the pleasure coils tighten within me. “I don’t?—”

“Don’t lie to me.” He grips my throat tighter, his hips slamming against mine. “Tell me, Aria. Tell me you want me to take you like this.”

I close my eyes, unable to withstand the intensity of his gaze any longer. “I want you...” I whisper, my body arching as he claims me. “Please... I can’t deny it...”

“Louder.” His voice is laced with his own desire, demanding my submission. “I want to hear you scream it.”

“I want you!” I cry out, my body on the edge of release. “Claim me, Jared! Don’t stop!”

His eyes hold mine as he grunts and shudders against me, his release mixing with mine. “That’s it, baby,” he growls, his voice hoarse. “Let go.”

I scream as pleasure washes over me, wave after wave, leaving me breathless and spent.

Slowly, he releases my throat and pulls out of me, stepping back to admire his handiwork. I lie there, panting, my body throbbing from the aftermath. Shame battles with the incredible high of fulfilling my fantasies. “Fuck, that was amazing,” I murmur.

“That’s what I like to hear.” His voice is smug, satisfied. “But we’re not done yet, baby. This is just the beginning.”

“Please...I need a break...” I whimper.

Jared chuckles darkly, his eyes glittering with desire. “We’re far from done, Aria. You can take much more, and I plan to show you just how much.”

His words should scare me, but instead, they ignite my desire. I feel myself getting wetter, craving more.

“Please...” I beg, caught between my body’s cries for mercy and my mind’s insatiable need for him. “Just a moment.”

Jared moves closer, his gaze intense. I feel exposed and aroused, my body yearning for his touch.

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