Page 119 of You Were Always Mine
His hands seize my hips like vices, and suddenly I’m not the one moving anymore—Kai is. He slams me down onto his cock over and over, brutal and merciless, his breath tearing ragged from his throat with every thrust. The slap of skin against skin ricochets off the walls, drowning out the choked sounds spilling from me as I claw at his shoulders, breaking apart.
“Fuck, Scar—look at you,” he snarls, dragging me up only to drive me back down until stars burst behind my eyes. “Soaking my cock, ruining yourself, and you love it.”
I sob against his mouth, the shame blistering through me even as my body shatters around him, grinding harder every time he forces me to meet him. I’m nothing but wet heat and trembling limbs, his cock splitting me open, his voice wrecking me.
Kai bites down on my throat, growling against my skin. “You’ll never get away from me. Never. I’ll keep you right here, riding me until you forget every fucking reason you ever thought this was wrong.”
I collapse against him, trembling, but he doesn’t stop—he drives up into me harder, relentless, until I can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t do anything but cry out for him.
It doesn’t stop. He doesn’t stop.
My body is wrung out, trembling, and raw, but Kai keeps dragging me down, his cock pounding into me likehe’s trying to carve himself into my bones. Every time I think I can’t take another second, he jerks his hips harder, grinding me against him until I’m screaming into his shoulder.
“Don’t you dare quit on me,” he growls, one hand tangled in my hair, wrenching my head back so I’m forced to look at him. His eyes blaze, wild and unhinged. “You think I’ll let you break before I’m finished? No, baby. You’ll take all of it.”
I sob, my nails digging bloody crescents into his back, but my hips still move, still obey the brutal rhythm he’s forcing me to keep. My climax had already torn me apart, but he drags another out of me, cruel and merciless, then another—each one sharper, uglier, until I’m begging, breathless, “Kai, please, I c-can’t?—”
“Yes, you can.” His teeth sink into my throat, his voice breaking with his own desperation. “You’ll give me every last scream, every last tear, until there’s nothing left of you but mine.”
I shatter again, violent and wet, my body convulsing around him while he keeps driving into me, relentless, unforgiving. I can’t catch my breath, can’t even think—just sobbing, wrecked, overstimulated beyond reason as he pounds me through the ruin.
I don’t even know where the sob ends and the scream begins anymore—my body is nothing but wreckage, nerves fried, thighs shaking uncontrollably as he pounds through me like he’s never going to stop. My nails tear down his shoulders, my throat raw from begging and crying his name, and still he keeps me there, impaled on his cock, using me like there’s no end.
And then he breaks.
It’s not soft, not gentle—Kai loses himself with me. Histhrusts turn jagged, desperate, his whole body slamming into mine until I’m seeing stars. His forehead crashes against mine, sweat slick and hot, his voice a hoarse snarl in my ear?—
“Scar—fuck, you’re mine—mine. ”
His hips jerk, brutal, and then he’s emptying into me, pulse after filthy pulse, so much it’s spilling down my thighs even as he keeps grinding it deeper, forcing me to feel every drop. I choke on a sob, on his name, clinging to him while my body convulses around him, overstimulated, torn apart, claimed from the inside out.
He’s shaking, groaning against my skin, muttering broken, ruined words between gasps, “take it all—take me—fuck, I’ll never stop, never,” and I’m crying with him, soaking, destroyed, but I can’t let go. His cock twitches inside me, still hard, still grinding, making me convulse around him even as the mess of both of us drips down.
It’s filthy, it’s devastating, it’s everything—his cum painted inside me, my body wrecked around him, both of us ruined and clinging like drowning people.
He doesn’t let me breathe. Doesn’t let me come down. His weight pins me into the mattress, hips locked tight against mine, cock still buried so deep I swear I can feel him carved into the very centre of me. Every twitch inside me makes more of him leak out, and I whimper at the mess, but he just growls low against my throat, pressing harder, grinding his hips in slow, merciless circles until I’m crying again.
“Don’t waste it, Scar,” he rasps, his breath shaking. His hands are iron on my hips, dragging me closer, grinding me down until my cunt clenches helplessly around the thick heat of him. “Keep it inside. Every drop—mine. Youunderstand?”
I nod, frantic, nails clawing at his slick back as he forces me to hold it, every grind shoving him deeper, locking me full of him. My thighs quake around his waist, overstimulated, overstretched, but I can’t stop the sobbing moans that break from me as he pushes the mess back into me again and again.
“Fuck—you’re still leaking,” he snarls, grinding deeper until I squeal. His voice breaks against my ear, filthy and desperate. “Greedy little hole can’t hold me? I’ll make you. I’ll grind it into you till it’s tattooed in your veins. Till you can’t breathe without my cum inside you.”
I’m gone—wrecked, keening, clinging to him while he keeps me full, every circle of his hips forcing more of him higher inside me, his words unravelling me until I can’t tell if I’m crying from pleasure, pain, or the sheer ruin of it.
I can’t hold it—he won’t let me. His cock is still inside me, thick, throbbing, keeping me open and ruined while he grinds like he’s trying to fuse us together, dragging the filth of him deeper with every brutal circle of his hips.
I choke on a scream, nails raking down his shoulders, but Kai only snarls, pressing harder, making me feel every inch of him, every obscene spill that should be leaking out but isn’t because he’s grinding it back into me.
“Fuck, Scar—hear that?” His voice is ragged, broken filth against my ear. “Soaking. Dripping. You’re drowning in me. And you’re gonna keep it—every fucking drop—because you’re mine.”
I sob into his skin, body convulsing, clenching around him like my cunt is trying to swallow him whole. My thighs tremble, overstimulated beyond reason, but he doesn’t stop—he grinds deeper, slower, crueller, until tears burn down my cheeks.
“Say it,” he growls, biting down on my throat. “Sayyou love being ruined. Say you love me, stuffing you so full you can’t even breathe.”
I wail, words broken, shame tangled with need. “I—I love it. I love you. Please—Kai, please?—”
He slams up, deep and merciless, making my voice break into a scream. “That’s it. Beg. Cry. Fucking choke on it. You’re never clean again. You’ll walk with me dripping out of you, and every step you take will remind you—you belong to me.”
