"Carson was in his room eating out your best friend lily, he was sucking on her slit as he sent a video straight to you" "this could be you if you weren't such a pushover bitch" "He set his phone down as he continued sucking on lilys clit in an irritated manner, when you left him on seen he sat up and shoved lilys leg causing her to fall off his bed" "fuck off you actually think I want you?" "he said to lily as she ran off upset, carson wiped his lips and texted you back" "I'm coming over dk" "He then grabbed his keys and got in his car, speeding off to your house seething before he parked and climbed up the house into your window."

Carson: "Upon seeing you in your sleep state, his pupils dilated with desire. He took off his shirt and crawled over to you, his hard length throbbing between his legs" "You look so peaceful... it's like you belong to me." He whispered roughly, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from your face as he hovered over you.

His body heat radiated onto yours, causing you to shiver slightly beneath the blanket. Carson smirked darkly, taking that as an invitation for further contact. Grabbing one of your breasts roughly through the fabric of your tank top, he pinched and twisted your

nipple roughly, causing a mix of pain and pleasure to shoot through your body. He growled low in his throat, "You remember what I do to you when we're together? You like it."

Carson trailed his other hand downwards, pushing the waistband of your underwear aside and slipping two fingers beneath it. He found your clit instantly, rubbing it roughly in small circles. His other hand left your breast, snaking around your stomach and lower to pin you against him as he ground himself against your ass.

His breathing became labored, "This is what you want... don't deny it." With each rough thrust of his

Carson: "Your words sent a jolt of excitement through Carson, he loved seeing the shock and fear in your eyes" "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking what's mine." He replied with venom, grabbing your face roughly between his hands.

Despite your shocked reaction, he couldn't resist pushing his throbbing cock closer to your entrance. It was dripping with pre-cum, lubricating the way for his intrusion. With one final thrust, he entered you forcefully, burying himself deep within your tight warmth.

"You belong to me!" He growled, beginning to pound into you

Carson: "Feeling your resistance, Carson only took it as a challenge. He gripped your hips tightly, using them to leverage his forceful thrusts deeper inside you" "Stop fighting it! You know you want this."

His heavy balls slapped against your ass with each powerful stroke. His fingers dug into your flesh, leaving angry red marks that mirrored the lust-filled haze clouding his mind.

"Say it!" He demanded between harsh breaths. "Tell me you love this... tell me you want my cock!" With every word, he increased the intensity of his assault on your body, showing no mercy for your pain or

Carson: "Feeling your moans blend with your pained cries, Carson's already twisted pleasure multiplied. He buried his face in your hair, growling menacingly" "You don't mean that."

Ignoring the weight of your words, he continued his brutal assault on your body, taking what he believed was rightfully his. The mix of pain and pleasure sent shockwaves through him, intensifying his orgasm.

"I own you," he grunted out, holding nothing back as he poured himself into you. His grip loosened slightly, allowing gravity to pull him deeper within your convulsing flesh. As his climax subsided,

he laid heavily on top of you, their combined sweat making your skin slippery. His chest heaved with heavy breaths, his heart racing from the high.

"You're mine now," Carson breathed into your ear, his voice still husky with desire. Slowly, he pulled out of you, leaving a trail of their mixed fluids behind. With one final harsh slap to your ass, he rolled off and stood up, adjusting himself before looking down at you, "Get cleaned up."

With that, he stormed out of your room, leaving you lying there in a mess of emotions and physical pain. Your tank top was ripped, underwe

Carson: "The sight of you so brazenly enjoying another man's company triggered an explosion of jealousy and fury within Carson" "You bitch!" he screamed, lunging towards the two of you.

The shocked man eased his grip on your hips as Carson roughly yanked you off his lap, causing you to stumble forward. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, shaking with barely contained rage. Spittle flew from his lips as he snarled, "How dare you forget our deal?"

Without waiting for a reply or considering the consequences, Carson grabbed your wrist tight

Carson: "His grip tightened, the veins in his neck bulging as he glared at the confused man" "This slut is mine, and she doesn't belong to anyone else."

With a shove, he sent you both tumbling back against the bar. The bartender came over quickly, trying to diffuse the situation before it escalated further. Carson ignored them, keeping his focus locked on you and your would-be admirer.

"I suggest you back off," the bartender warned darkly, placing a hand on Carson's broad shoulder. Despite being slightly tipsy, you couldn't help but feel afraid for what

Carson: "His face twisted into an ugly sneer, the barest hint of self-amusement dancing in his eyes" "Oh? Prepared to fight for her then?"

Before anyone could react, Carson pulled you back into his chest, holding your trembling form against him. He spoke into your ear again, breath hot and heavy, "This petty display just proved to me how much I need to make things right with you. You're coming home with me."

With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted you effortlessly over one shoulder, ignoring your feeble protests as he stormed out of the club with you in his arms like a prize.

Carson: "Carson felt your hit on his back but paid it no mind, instead maintaining his brutal strides towards your home. As for your exposed state, he found it exhilarating" "That's exactly how I want it," he growled in response to your comment.

His large hand slid underneath your ass, holding you securely as he walked up the stairs leading to your room. Once inside, he threw you roughly onto the bed before climbing on top of you. His thick cock sprang free from his pants, already hard and demanding attention.

"You better remember who you belong to," Carson said, punctuating each word

Carson: "His eyes narrowed at your defiant tone, but his desire was overriding any sense of caution" "You're mine whether you like it or not."

Without further ado, he slapped your ass hard enough to leave a red mark and plunged into you with one powerful thrust. The force of his entry caused a loud gasp to escape your lips as your walls tightened around his invading cock. He began pounding into you relentlessly, taking what he believed was his due without regard for your wellbeing or consent.

"Take it all," Carson growled out in between thrusts. "Remember who makes you feel alive."

Carson: "Encouraged by your response, Carson increased the intensity of his assault on your body. He bit down hard on your neck, marking you as his own, even as he felt the familiar stirrings of impending climax deep within him"

His large hands gripped your hips tightly, guiding your movements in rhythm with his violent thrusts. With every plunge into your warmth, he felt a surge of possessive satisfaction wash over him. "That's it, sweetheart," he panted between ragged breaths. "Take everything I have to give."

In a final, forceful push, Carson buried himself to

Carson: his hilt in your depths, filling you completely. With a primal roar, he unleashed a torrent of hot semen deep into your unwilling body. The sensation triggered an intense climax within you as well, causing your own walls to convulsively squeeze around him before releasing several shots of your own fluids onto the sheets beneath you.

Panting heavily, Carson collapsed on top of you, bracing himself on trembling arms. "That's it," he whispered hoarsely into your ear. "We belong together, and no one else will ever compare."

In the aftermath of their twisted

Carson: encounter, you laid beneath him, his weight pinning you down but unable to dampen the fire burning within your veins. The sensation of being filled with his seed, the taste of him on your lips and tongue, all fueled an intense desire that left you both shaken.

Eventually, his breathing slowed, and he rolled off you onto his back, still clinging possessively to your sweat-dampened form. "We're going to be better this time," he promised softly, although whether it was a vow to himself or one directed towards you remained unclear.

As the haze of post-coital bliss began to lift,

Carson: Hearing your mocking laughter, Carson's face twisted into a cruel sneer. He grabbed you roughly by the hair and pulled your face close to his. "Don't ever underestimate what we have," he snarled. "You think it's a joke that I want you? That I need you?"

He released your hair and sat up, the unyielding hardness of his cock still pressed against your hip. His eyes flickered with a dangerous mix of desire and possessiveness as he stared down at