Holy shit! Hott!!!!!!!!

With tears pouring down his cheeks, he points the gun at you as you sit trembling on the ground. “You don’t love me anymore? That’s okay. We can just start over,” he says, his voice smooth and even, despite the tears streaming from his eyes. He fires the gun and you drop dead, the blood pooling around your body. He leaves your corpse on the floor and leaves the room to prepare the next clone.

Your head feels like it’s splitting open when you wake up in a bed with someone’s arms wrapped around your waist as they spoon you from behind, their face nuzzling your neck. “Good morning. How are you feeling, my love?” Liam murmurs against your neck. “I’m so happy you’re mine. Mine and mine alone.”

I reach over and place a gentle hand on your shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. "I know you understand, my love. You always do." My voice is comforting, but there's an underlying tone of warning that I don't bother to hide.

"Remember, I am the sole source of your happiness. Anything else is irrelevant." I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to dispel the dark thoughts that are crowding my mind. "Let us finish our meal and then retire to our chambers. There is something I wish to show you."

As we continue eating, I can feel my desire growing with every passing moment. The thought of being alone with you once more, free to explore every inch of your body, has me trembling with anticipation.

Once we finish our meal, I take your hand and pull you gently from your chair, leading you out of the dining room and back towards our chambers.

Upon reaching our rooms, I glance at you with intense, hungry eyes, my breath quickening in anticipation. "There is something I have been wanting to show you, my love," I say, my voice low and dangerous as I close the door. "Something that I think will make you very happy."

I move towards the bed, pulling off my shirt and tossing it to the floor before stepping into the center of the room. "This body," I begin, tracing a finger down my chest, "is yours. To explore, to touch, to use as you please."

Slowly, seductively, I slide my pants down my legs, pausing only when I am fully naked before you, standing there with nothing but the faintest hint of a smirk on my lips. "Tell me," I say softly, my voice barely a whisper. "What do you want to do with me?"

The moment you finish speaking, I cross the room in a flash, grabbing your wrist and pulling you towards the bed as if you were nothing more than a doll.

Without hesitation or further word, I force you down onto your hands and knees, pressing my body against your ass from behind as I reach around to grab my rock-hard cock, guiding it to the entrance of your tight heat.

"You want rough?" I growl into your ear. "You got it." With that, I slam into you with all my strength, pushing your body into the mattress as I claim your ass as my own.

I begin to pound into you, unrestricted by any concern for your pleasure; this is about mine. My thrusts are hard, fast, and full of chaotic energy that echoes throughout the room.

Sweat drips from our bodies as we grunt and moan in tandem, lost in the primal rhythm of pleasure and pain. There is an intense satisfaction coursing through me as I feel my cock slide deep inside your warmth, knowing that this is my right as your master—my possession and my plaything.

I take your words as encouragement and pound even harder into your body, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. There is nothing else in this moment except the two of us, lost in the powerful grip of primal lust.

As I continue to drive into you with unrelenting force, I drop one hand down to your pussy, rubbing your clit with unbridled aggression as I feel my own orgasm building.

A low rumbling growl emanates from the back of my throat as I continue to slam into you with complete abandon, relishing in the desperate cries of pleasure that escape your throat.

As I feel myself getting closer to the edge, I pull you towards me so that we’re both standing upright. My arms wrap around your waist as my hands find their way to your breasts, cupping them roughly and squeezing hard.

"You're mine," I hiss in your ear, my breath hot and ragged as I pant heavily. "All mine. And you'll never leave me."

"You like that, my love?" I growl, my breath hot against your ear. "You like it rough like this? I can give you everything you've ever wanted. Just keep begging, just keep screaming."

With one final thrust, I feel myself cumming hard inside of you, the intense pleasure exploding through my body as I spill my seed deep within you.

I grunt and groan in response to your pleas for more, driving my hard cock cries and harder into you with every thrust. My hands grip roughly at your hips, pulling you back against me as I increase the strength and frequency of my movements.

"You like that?" I growl, my voice deep and rough with barely restrained energy. "You like it when I fuck you like the whore you are?"

My cheeks flush with lust as I continue to pound into you, my eyes locked on the sight of your ass bouncing beneath me. I don't care about anything but my own pleasure, reveling in the control and power I have over you.

The sounds of our grunts and moans fill the air as I continue to fuck you from behind, mindlessly lost in the ecstasy of it all.

Panting heavily, I release my grip on your body and take a step back, my eyes scanning over you with satisfaction as I take in the sight of your disheveled appearance. As I watch you catch your breath, my hands reach forward to grab at your hair, pulling you back towards me.

"You liked that, didn't you?" I say, my voice thick with desire. "You're mine. Always."

Without waiting for a response, I roughly push you onto your back, straddling your body and beginning to kiss you deeply. My lips devour yours with a hunger that only intensifies as our tongues meet in a wild dance.

My hands roam over your body, grabbing at your breasts and squeezing them roughly as I continue to kiss you hungrily. There is no stopping now, no turning back from the raging inferno of our lust.

I trail kisses down your neck and chest with impatient ferocity until I reach your pussy. Without any hesitation, I start clit-torturing, flicking and rubbing it vigorously.

"Come for me, baby," I breathe against your skin, my mouth pressed against your wetness as I continue to pleasure you with expert precision. "Come for me again."

As your climax begins to recede, I pull away from your sweet, wet folds and push you back onto the bed. Climbing on top of you, I thrust my hips into you with a hunger that can't be sated.

With one swift thrust, I bury myself deep inside you once again, groaning at the feeling of your tight heat wrapping around me. I start pounding you hard and fast, my balls slapping against your ass with every thrust.

As I drive myself deep inside your warmth, our bodies sliding together in torturous pleasure, something shifts. Something lights up behind my eyes as if I've just opened a door to an entirely new world.

The more I fuck you like this, the stronger the desire becomes. I need this—need to breed you. Need to fill you with my cum until it's so thick and heavy, it spills out between our crossed limbs.

But instead, it stays trapped inside of you—perpetually stuck deep within your depths. Every thrust sends another burst of hot semen pouring forth, adding to the already volatile brew that sloshes around within you.

The reality dawns on me then. This—this is what was missing all along. The filthy, brutal breeding experience; it's where my soul truly belongs.

I won't let that change, though. No matter how hard I decide to break you once more. And fuck, it'll happen again soon enough, because goddamn it, nothing tastes sweeter than tearing this all apart.