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She tried to get away from him again, but her stubborn resistance only excited him more. It proved to be the final trigger he needed to push him all the way. He groaned, realizing his orgasm was just a few thrusts away. Wanting them to come together, he reached under her body for her clit—

She screamed, her back arching, her eyes rolling back to her head—

“Come for me, pet. Now.” He pulled out and then hammered his cock back inside her as hard and deep as he could.

She screamed.

He groaned.

Both of them came in an instant, and Alexandru let his senses take over.

Zari’s eyes closed as her orgasm swept her away. His movements were wild. It was a mindless rutting, his cock nearly ripping her apart, his fingers digging into the side of her hips.

She loved every minute of it, and she wanted more. She moaned with each thrust, her body jerking as he filled her with his hot sticky cum. There seemed to be no end in sight, Alexandru’s thrusts not slowing down the slightest bit, and his cum overflowing out of her pussy to streak down her legs.

When he finally pulled out of her, she fell down on the ground, tired and limp.

She thought it was over but she was wrong. Another moment later, she felt Alexandru’s strong hands holding her by the waist, and then she was being flipped to her back. He was still fully clothed, his cock jutting out from his pants, still powerfully erect. And yet here she was, naked and lying on the ground, her legs parted like she wanted more of him.

The thought had her whimpering, and she realized with shock that it really wasn’t over for either of them.

His emerald green eyes captured her gaze. “Beg for it.” A cruel, playful taunt that should hurt her, anger her, or even just make her run away, but it did none of those things.

Instead, it made everything go away, made Zari so lost in the heat of the moment that everything ceased to exist. Where she was no longer mattered. Who could see them, hear them, was no longer important. But best of all, even the guilt was gone, too. Just this moment, she was free.

“Please, Master.” Her voice was delicate, innocent and provocative at the same time, and filled with aching need.

Hearing her say the words like that, seeing her eye him so damn hungrily like she wanted to eat him then and there, made Alexandru shudder. Too goddamn long, he thought violently. It had been too goddamn long since he had heard her call out to him like that!

“Again,” he commanded. “Beg for it.”

She moaned at the order, the submissive part of her yearning to be dominated. “Master, please. Please, Master—” She gasped, the rest of what she had to say cut off at the feel of his hands on her ankles as he pushed her legs wide open.

Their eyes locked with each other again.

“Promise me,” he said savagely. “Promise me you will never kiss another man again, never let another man fucking touch any part of you again. Promise me!”

Unable to resist the authoritative demand in his voice, she choked out, “Yes.”

She had barely finished speaking when he drove into her. Zari screamed. Again and again she screamed as he shoved his cock into her heated warmth. Master, Master, Master.

It made him shudder, made him bend down to plump one breast and feed it to his mouth without slowing his thrusts.

Zari wrapped her arms around his neck as Alexandru began sucking on her nipple. “Master!” This time, she sobbed his name out because she could feel it again, the stirring of another powerful orgasm—

Her Master bit her nipple.

And that was it for her, Zari screaming as she came. “Master!”

“Yes,” he growled as he lifted his mouth off her breast. He sank his length into her again, claiming every inch of her wet, shaking pussy. Her come surrounded his cock, filling her passage, and allowed him to slip his erection deeper until the tip of his cock hit the wall of her womb. It was an unbelievable sensation, and with a jerk, he started to pump his seed into her a second time.

“Zari. Look at me.”

She turned towards his voice, her gray eyes made hazy with pleasure.

“I will always be your Master, and you will always be my pet.”



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They made love until darkness had fallen and she ended up sleeping in his arms in a state of exhaustion. When she woke up, she was in his bed, still naked, and curled in the arms of her Master.

She whispered, “Master?”

What is it, pet? His arms tightened around her as he spoke.

Swallowing, she told him shakily, “Something’s wrong with me.” It was the only thing she could risk saying. She was too ashamed to admit the entire truth.

I know.

She stiffened, and she stiffened even more when her Master shifted. She thought he would let her go then, but instead she felt his lips pressing on her forehead.