*Skippable if you don’t want to read* “TATSU~ TATSU~!” I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
Every coherent thought had been brutally wiped clean from my mind, thoroughly dissolved by a white-hot beautiful sensation.
All my body could do was register the absolute beast pinning me down.
He was completely relentless—taking absolute ownership of my body, stretching me to my limits, and utterly conquering me like I was a helpless breeding toy.
From the very second he accelerated, all I could do was submit, all I wanted to do was submit.
I wanted to be ruined by him and only be useful for his pleasure.
My legs had long since surrendered any ounce of strength as his hips ruthlessly drove into me.
The only reason I hadn’t fallen forward limp was because of him controlling my body.
Every deep thrust sent an electric jolt of pleasure straight up my spine, sending my senses into an absolute tailspin.
My throat was dry from crying out his name, and my mouth was struggling to stay wet; if it weren’t for the strong, lustful way he occasionally leaned down to claim my lips, I felt like it would have completely torn.
“Say it, Miyako!” Pa!
The sharp, stinging slap of his palm against my butt echoed loudly through the room, the sudden flash of pain instantly turning into a deep, throbbing ache of pleasure at my core.
“I-I’m sorry, Master~!” I squeaked out, my body trembling beneath his weight.
Pa!
“Again!” he commanded, his pace turning into a punishing assault that left me entirely at his mercy.
“I’m sorry for going behind your back, Master!” Pa!
“Who do you belong to, Miyako?
Tell me!” Before I could even gasp for air, he reached up, wrapping his fingers firmly into my tangled pink hair and pulling my head back.
He forced me to arch looking into his fiercely possessive emerald eyes while he continued to slam deep inside me like an unbridled bull, hitting my sweet spot with ungodly accuracy.
I melted entirely under his gaze, completely drunk on the feeling of being thoroughly dominated.
“UGH~ I BELONG TO YOU, MASTER!
I’M YOURS!” Pa!
“Damn right!” With one final, massive, earth-shattering thrust that drove his entire length impossibly deep through the entrance of my womb, he shoved my face down into the sweat-soaked pillows.
I felt him go completely rigid above me, his muscles locking up tight as he released his thick, heavy seed, filling the condom to its absolute limit inside me.
If he hadn’t been responsible enough to wear protection, there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that he would have made me pregnant.
This was the third one we had gone through and each one got fuller than the last.
I would know too since I was the one feeling it fill up.
“Aha~ aha~ h-haaa~” I laid completely ruined beneath him, panting heavily into the sheets.
He collapsed tightly atop my back, his heavy frame weighing me down, leaving my bruised butt still arched up high with his throbbing shaft still buried deep inside my twitching walls.
His ragged, exhausting breathing echoed right in my ear.
Even though I could barely even register my own surroundings right now, everything about Tatsuya’s presence—his heat, his scent, his weight—I could feel it a hundred times over.
“Eek?!” Suddenly, I felt his sharp teeth sink gently but firmly into my sensitive earlobe.
“Can you keep going, love?
Or are you completely done for?” “N-No, Master…
I-I really can’t,” I cried out, desperately begging for mercy at the terrifying, thrilling opportunity of another round.
“Hahaha~ Chu.
Okay, okay.” He let out a gentle, satisfied chuckle, finally pulling out of his newly claimed garden with a wet, dragging sound.
He deftly stripped off the spent condom and tossed it into the trash can with the rest.
The moment I conceded, his rough, demanding touch immediately melted back into something incredibly gentle.
He slid his strong arms under my trembling body, easily picking up my dead weight, and carried me out of the messy master bedroom and down the hallway.
“This is a guest room that never gets used,” he murmured softly, nudging a door open with his foot.
He carefully laid me down on the cool sheets, pulling the heavy covers up over my shivering shoulders before sliding into the bed right beside me.
He wrapped a warm hand around my lower back, pulling me close until we were looking directly into each other’s eyes.
“Do you know exactly who you belong to now?” he chuckled softly, leaning over to plant a tender kiss right on the tip of my nose.
I knew for a fact I looked like a complete mess right now.
Dried sweat was staining my pink hair, making it stick to my forehead, and dried saliva from where I had been drooling into the pillows stained my flushed face.
Everything about my appearance was utterly ruined.
And yet, here he was, staring at me with nothing but pure adoration, asking if I finally knew my place.
“I-I know very well, Master…” “Ugh, don’t,” Tatsuya groaned playfully, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint.
“If you keep calling me that while we’re lying in bed like this, I’m going to throw you in a fourth round.” “P-Please no,” I whimpered, my core throbbing uncomfortably at the mere thought.
“Are you telling me no right now?” He raised a sharp eyebrow, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips.
“S-Sorry…
Master.” “Hahaha~ I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
I just wanted to see if you’d actually keep doing it.” He burst out laughing, his loving touch gently tracing soothing circles across my back to calm me down.
“More importantly, Miyako…
did it meet your expectations?” I violently squirmed beneath the covers from just the vivid memory of him hammering into me for who knows how long.
‘I’m pretty sure when we started, it was 4 and with the moon out in full…’ I stopped there and just answered his question as honestly as possible.
“It…
it exceeded everything I could have ever imagined,” I whispered, hiding my face in his chest.
I couldn’t find a single bad part about it if I tried.
It had been such a wonderful, overwhelming beatdown.
It was the exact type of absolute dominance I had been desperately craving to feel.
“Good.” I hesitated, my fingers nervously rubbing his chest.
“W-Was I okay?” “Okay?
You have to be kidding me.
Miyako, you were absolutely wonderful,” he said, his voice becoming even softer, “I couldn’t have asked for a better first experience.
Though, honestly, it was only this good because it was you.” His strong hold around my waist tightened significantly, pulling me flush against his warm chest.
“I’ve really missed hugging you like this, you know?
You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to just hold you in my arms since the other night.” Hearing those words, I felt so incredibly warm.
So deeply loved.
“Hehe~ I’m just really happy that you’re happy!” “I’m really glad we decided to do this on a weekend, though,” he joked, his fingers gently pushing a sticky, stray strand of pink hair back behind my ear.
“Because I seriously don’t think you’d be able to go to school.” “L-Let’s please not worry about that right now,” I muttered, my face burning.
“Pfft~ you don’t have to worry about it at all.
What am I here for if I can’t properly take care of my girlfriend after what I just put her through?” Chuu!!
Unable to control the sudden burst of affection swelling in my chest, I surged forward, taking his lips in a quick, passionate kiss before separating just as fast.
“I love you, Tatsuya.” “I love you too, Miyako.” Chuu!
He kissed me back fiercely, using his hand behind my head to gently guide my face right into the crook of his neck.
My own grip tightened around his torso, my arms locking around him as I happily sniffed his comforting scent, letting the exhaustion finally take over.