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I almost laugh.

“You think I won’t wreck you?”

“Prove it.”

I rut into her once - twice - then grab her by the back of the neck. She gasps as I yank her upright, her back flush to my chest, her cunt still squeezing around my cock, her whole body trembling.

“Off the wall,” I rasp against her ear. “Now.”

I march her forward with short, jerking steps, still buried inside her, our bodies moving as one.

She stumbles, gasping, letting me guide her, push her, drag her toward the bed.

The same fucking bed she letthemtouch her on.

The thought sends something vicious ripping through me.

Her knees hit the mattress, and I shove her down, my cock throbbing as she falls forward onto her hands, sprawling, ass high, thighs spread.

Still open for me. Still dripping for me.

Onlyme.

I grip her hips hard enough to leave bruises and thrust back in from behind. She cries out as I pick right back up into a brutal, punishing rhythm, pounding into her cunt with every ounce of rage and hunger and need I’ve been burying since the second I met her.

“Look at you,” I growl, snapping my hips against her ass. “You were right here, weren’t you? Letting them fuck you. Letting themfillyou.”

A sharp, filthy slap of our bodies meeting echoes through the room.

“But none of it mattered, did it?”

I fuck into her harder. Deeper.

“No,” she gasps, voice breaking.

I slam into her again, making the bedframe creak, making her sob my name.

“That’s right,” I nod, dragging her hips back to meet every brutal thrust. “You were just gettingreadyfor me. Getting broken open. Gettingruined.”

Her slick gushes around me, soaking my cock, soaking the sheets.

I slow the pace just slightly - grinding in, rocking my cock against every nerve inside her, making sure she feels every vein, every swollen inch.

“You think they fucked you?” I rasp against her skin. “You think theyclaimedyou?”

I pull almost all the way out and then drive back in to the hilt, my balls slapping wetly against her soaked thighs.

“They didn’t.”

Another thrust.

“They couldn’t.”

Harder.

“They’re notme.”

She screams my name, and I tighten my grip on her hips as I drive my cock into her like I’ve got something to prove.

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