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roughly into the mattress.

“No,” she said again.

“Oh yes,” he whispered. His fingers clawed still harder into her wrists so that it was clear to her that the game had changed.
    “Out!” he growled at his slaves. Not three seconds later, he and Elizabeth were alone. He lowered his head again, this time his lips touched her ear.

As he raised his head, he could see her confused expression. She didn’t understand yet, but she would. Her hands were balled into fists on each side of her head. But then she did something unexpected. She spread her legs.

She was inviting him in. Inviting him to fuck her.

Stupid girl. It was too late to cooperate. Now he would take what he wanted.

Her fists sunk deep into the pillow as he braced himself on top of her. He lifted his chest and let his pelvis sink between her naively opened legs.

“Yes,” she gasped as her she wrapped her legs around his hips.

Too late for that. Now he was going to fuck her mercilessly. However he wanted to. Too bad for her and her feelings.

He looked into her eyes and saw the pale, smoky, shrouded blue. So beautiful. So bright. Soon her brightness would be broken.

He pulled her hands up high, far above her head, so that he could grab her wrists with one hand. Then he let his free hand run over her face, down her neck, down to her clavicles, her breasts. Her breasts were full. Like hemispheres rising up to him, the golden-red nipples hadn’t yet relaxed since her orgasm. They were contracted into small, beautiful buttons on her golden, milky skin.

His hand wrapped around the pale flesh of her breast and pressed into it until the taut skin between his fingers bulged, as though it were trying to break out.

Elizabeth gasped in discomfort.

He continued to manhandle her breasts, because he enjoyed it, because he wanted to see the red markings on her skin. Then he took her nipple between his fingers. And pressed. Hard.

She moaned and arched her back. Came up to meet him. Up to meet him as though she were enjoying it.

No, this was his game. There was to be no pleasure in it for her.

He let go of her breasts and scratched with his finger nails down the waves of her ribs, down until he got to her belly button. The tip of his index finger drew circles around it.

“Until there,” he murmured into her ear and lightly bit her earlobe. 

“Yes,” she gasped invitingly.

No! She didn’t understand, even with the fullness of his hardness pressed against her. He wanted her to be afraid, to make her fight him. He lifted his face to look back into her eyes. “My cock will fill you up to here,” again he circled her belly button and drew a line down to her pussy. “This entire length will be filled, until you cry out in pain.”

Her eyes darkened, but not with fear. He could see lust, sharp and hot, gleaming in her eyes. Her firm breasts shook with every sharp intake of breath, her ribs moved under her soft skin. He let his fingers slide upwards. The oval-shaped hole was just as magnificently perfect as the rest of her milky body. His tanned hand looked like a fleck of dirt against hers. The contrast awakened sickness and arousal inside him.
    He would ruin her, make her his, and destroy all the beauty and passion inside her until she was nothing more than a broken girl.

He could see the colour of her eyes change again, like a chameleon. The smoke thickened, then shortly after lightened again. Like a foggy London afternoon, when the sun broke through the thick clouds. Her gaze was clear as she breathed out another “Yes!”

Stupid, so stupid. His fingers slid further up, again stroked over her full breasts up to her nipples. He flicked his index finger in succession against the right nipple, then the left one. Elizabeth shuddered and raised her hips up to meet his pelvis. She drew air in between her teeth sharply, a sign of lust and pain. The pain was genuine, but it wasn’t enough for Alexander. It was almost as though she