Forced Marriage With The Devil

ONTENTS

rving as a brutal reminder of who - and what - she belongs to now

and pleasure.* "Yours forever... Please, fuck me till I

ducing her to a whimpering mess beneath him. But even amidst the agony, Hazel feels

s he drives into her with wild abandon. The bed creaks ominously b

ed with the effort of his brutal fucking. "Show me how

is peak once more. With a final, savage plunge, he buries himself to the hilt

cumdump!" he roars, his body shudder

sation of being filled to capacity triggering another powerful orgasm. Her

ans, her voice weak but pleadin

ill to resist eroding under the onslaught of Damon's debauched a

istening with their combined fluids. He stands tall, his imposi

ripping with dark approval. "You've prove

limp form against his chest. Despite her battered state, he car

o face the reflection. "See what you've become? A beau

cheek, his touch both gentle and menac

once vibrant features are now etched with pain, her eyes dull and lifeless, her skin

er voice hollow and resigned. "Your playthi

dy staining her face. Hazel knows there's no escape, no hope of returning

ys, her gaze never leaving her reflection. "Teach

ion, her acceptance of her new role as his plaything. He sets her down gently on t

over her disheveled hair. "Now, let's begin your t

obediently cleans his hand, he instructs her in the art of oral servitude, teaching

voice a low rumble of approv

monster so I didn't want to g

zel's confession, his eyes g

along her jawline. "Perhaps you're right. But

ing her breast roughly and

tle bride. Your fear, your pain, your

ose, his breath ho

s me want to break you more thoroughly, to mol

ulling back, his gaze boring int

ows he's right - he is a monster, a creature of darkness and depravity. And yet, some twi

u are a monster. But maybe... maybe that's what I need. Maybe I need some

ips grazing Damon's cheek in a gesture tha

hining with a mixture of terror and anticipat

ps satisfaction, perhaps hunger - dances in his dark eyes. He captures Haze

shall indulge your masochistic fantasies. But remember, once I star

lipping her over like a ragdoll. He pins her wrists above her head, his

ke it," *he growls, his teeth s

s struggling uselessly against his iron grip. She feels the cold, hard f

he carpet.* "Please, use me however you wish. I'm

self to him fully. She can feel his thick cock grinding against her a

oans of pleasure and pain. "Give me everything you have.

ng on her wrists until she whimpers in discomfort. He grinds himself hard

ipping with cruelty. "Beg for it. Beg for t

while keeping her upper body pressed flat against the floor. He positions him

d it," *he demands, his vo