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InsideAnna.
Oh fuck. This is Anna. Anna integrated. I'm inside both of them—all of her—at once.
"Christ," I growl, driving deeper as her inner walls clench around me. "You feel so good, love."
Anna's eyes lock with mine, wild and hungry. "Harder," she demands, nails digging into my biceps. "Don't hold back."
The last thread of my control snaps. It's so good here, being inside my fiancé. Inside all of her, with her here with me, too.
This is the happy ending to our dark, fucked up fairytale.
I grab a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back to expose the pale column of her throat. I bite down—not gently—marking her, claiming her.
She cries out, a sound caught between pain and pleasure that reverberates through my entire body.
"Is this what you want?" I growl against her skin. "You want it rough, Anna? You want me to fucking ruin you?"
Giving over to the darkness relaxes every muscle in my body, and makes my cock even stiffer.
"Yes," she gasps, legs wrapping around my waist, heels digging into my back. "Make me feel it, Domhn. Make me remember who I belong to."
She needs it as much as me. My perfect dark sunrise.
I pull out abruptly, ignoring her whimper of protest, and flip her around so she's bent over the counter. Her cheek presses against the cool granite, her ass a perfect temptation before me.
I bring my hand down hard across one pale globe. Thesharp crack echoes in the kitchen, followed by her broken moan.
"Again," she pleads, pushing back against me.
I spank her again, harder, watching the pink handprint bloom on her skin. My cock throbs painfully, but I hold off, delivering two more sharp slaps until her ass is flushed and hot to the touch.
Only then do I position myself at her entrance and drive back in with one brutal thrust. She keens, back arching as I set a punishing pace, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise, the other still tangled in her hair.
"Look at you," I pant, watching her take every punishing inch. "So perfect. Taking everything I give you."
She moans, her fingers clawing at the smooth countertop. "More," she gasps. "I need?—"
I yank her head back further, leaning over her, my chest pressed to her back as I growl in her ear. I can hear her racing heartbeat through her back, and I close my eyes. I'm connected to her center—this goddess creature who's given me back my life.
"What do you need, love?" I growl. "Tell me."
"You," she whimpers, voice breaking. "All of you. Don't hide from me."
Something shifts in my chest, a door opening to the darkest parts of me—the monster I've tried to keep leashed, even with Mads.
The sadist who craves pain like oxygen. She accepts him. Allows him in.
Sheconsents.
A heady rush makes me almost dizzy. My cock throbs inside her as I slip my free hand around to her throat, applying gentle pressure.
"Like this?" I whisper, feeling her pulse race under my palm.
"Yes," she breathes, eyes fluttering closed as she surrenders completely.
I tighten my grip slightly, just enough to restrict her breath, not cut it off. Her cunt clenches around me—tighter, hotter. I pound into her, a primal rhythm that drives us both higher.
"Look at me," I command, easing the pressure on her throat so she can turn her head.
