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the tip of his finger along the throbbing skin of her neck. “I do it to you because I know what you want, how you want to feel. We share the same heart, little dove, we are joined in so many ways we feel each other’s beating heart racing half a second behind our own.”
    “I can still feel you inside of me,” she replied and moved her head to bite the hand that was near her face. Not hard, just a nip to alleviate some of the growing desire building in her body. His words lit her on fire with their passion and their truth.
    “I am in you and on you and with you,” he said and traced the scars along her shoulder. “I can follow the map to your heart, trace the roads of your past that all lead to one place, the centre of your body. The place where you reside; trapped in all your sinew and flesh. I can find you there and release you, take you with me to soar away from our bodies.” He leaned and licked her spine as far as he could until her crumpled dress blocked the way. “I know you because I own you,” he added and bit her again.
    “I am yours,” she said and gasped as the pain radiated out once again. He pushed her down against the chaise; the velvet cradled her body and enveloped her as his weight bore down on her.
    He let go, moved back and pulled her a rms behind her, twisting them into his grip. “You are mine,” he said, his voice deep and warning again, “don’t you ever fucking forget it.”
    “I won’t,” she replied and felt tears stinging her eyes again. “I will never forget that I belong to you.” This declaration was a juxtaposition of emotion. She loved being claimed by him, but had an almost paralyzing fear that he would grow tired of her and discard her like the whores he’d used in the past. She knew she was different, but on some gut level she didn’t know why she deserved to be so special to him.
    “I will never let you go,” he said, his voice almost a growl, a sinister sound that sent a shock of excitement up her body. He used his knee to push her legs apart and pulled her hips up with his spare hand. He rubbed his hand along her ass, finding her cleft parted and ready for him. She heard him spit on his hand and felt him rub it into her puckered entrance; her last virginal hole was finally going to belong to him.
    “I will never leave you,” she told him, her anticipation almost choking the words in her throat. She f elt the head of his cock prodding there, threatening to tear her apart. She took a deep breath and forced herself to relax, to take it. She wanted this.
    “I will take what is mine,” he grunted as he shoved himself inside. She cried out, the pain was intense and unexpected. He slid in what felt like his full length, but Columbia couldn’t tell. She felt like she was being eviscerated and her tears flowed faster. She suppressed a sob and concentrated on opening herself up to him.
    “I’ve never done this,” she said and exhaled, allowing her body to take on almost a disjointed quality, loosened herself and allowed him deep inside.
    “I know,” he said, “which is why I’m fighting the urge to tear into you and fuck you until you’re b leeding and crying under my need.”
    “You’re such a romantic,” she said and laughed.
    He pulled her arms tighter and pulled his cock almost all the way out of her ass. “You make me romantic,” he said, “you don’t know how soft I’ve gotten since giving you my heart and taking yours.”
    “It doesn’t feel soft,” she said and snickered. The laughter was proving effective in keeping her mind off the intense pain shooting through her lower half at the moment.
    “This isn’t soft,” he replied and pushed his hips forward for emphasis. She groaned as he slid himself back inside of her, all the laughter gone as the pain increased. Something happened though, as she gritted her teeth through the discomfort, she started to feel the smallest flutter, an erotic sensation. It began to build as he withdrew and