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I ached tenderly as I drifted awake, a soft moan slipping from my lips. A warm palm immediately came to caress my back, patting me gently, soothingly.
The sound of rain fell softly outside. I fluttered my
yes open and knew exactly where I was. I had fallen asleep in his arms, on his chest, after we made love, after I had cried.
Gently I shifted, and his palm followed, caring for me, making sure I long while, letting my body adjust. The dull ache in my pussy
as comfortable. I lay there for a as proof I felt deliriously satisfied.
At last I lifted my head to look at him. He wasn’t asleep; I could tell he hadn’t slept a wink. Softly I pressed my lips to his. He rubbed my back gently as I leaned into him, loving how small and protected I felt in his
arms.
“How long have I been asleep?” I whispered.
“About two hours.”
I let out a gentle, apologetic groan.
“I’m sorry I kept you awake.”
I pulled back to sit up. He lay there watching me, studying every reaction.
Silence fell. I lowered my gaze, suddenly shy now that we had made love, now that we had become one, now that he had claimed part of me. What were we now?
“How do you feel?” His voice was tender as his fingers brushed my cheek, trailing down my neckline. “You ache down there, hmm?”
I nodded shyly.
“A little bit. You are so big.”
He smiled and reached down to take my nipple between his fingers.
“It’s because you are tight.”
His touch on my nipple made me wet again. I curled my toes, trying to stay seated, trying not to fall into his arms, but I lost. My palm slid to his cock; it was already rising, getting hard.
I looked up. He was watching me. He caressed my lips with his fingers and gently parted them, drawing a moan from me.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured, confessing. “I have fucked so many women I lost count, but you… it’s different.”
I swallowed, searching his eyes, my heart thudding.
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“I’m getting addicted to you too,” I confessed helplessly. “I love… how you look at my scarred body without disgust.”
He paused, staring at me. I swallowed, afraid I had said something wrong. His hand dropped away and I went cold.
“Cupid…”
“I didn’t look at you with disgust because of only one thing,” he said, eyes locked on mine. “It’s because you are beautiful.”
I swallowed hard, biting my lower lip. He wasn’t finished.
“What happened to you… the rape… don’t let it be the weakness anyone can use against you. They’ll call you names like whore, slut. They called me those names too, son of a whore, gutter trash. At first I got depressed, then I used it as a stepping stone and forgot it all. It’s a past you can’t undo, but it should be
you won’t strength, not weakness. The worst has already happened. What else can life throw at you that survive? Nothing. You understand?”
Words left me. I could only stare, heart clenching. Something heavy still sat on my chest.
“I was called barren,” I whispered. Tears stung, but I held them back. “After I was raped and stabbed, the doctor said I can’t give birth unless there’s a miracle. Because of that, my mother, Ares, his family… they look down on me. That word digs deepest. I’m scared. I want my own pups. I fear my fate.”
He searched my eyes, then sat up and took my hand, caressing it gently.
“It’s been four years. There must be something they can do now. How about a real hospital? I have a friend who owns an entire medical institution…”
“I’ve gone through check–ups and medication,” I said softly. “Ares paid for it. The doctor says I’m healed enough to get pregnant.”
His eyebrows drew together.
“Family doctor?”
“No. Ares hand–picked every one. Surgeries, therapies, drugs…”
He didn’t settle for that. I can tell he want to speak more on that topic but he sigh and nods, letting it slide
away.
His palm slid to my neck, caressing, then down to my breasts again, reigniting the fire. He brushed my nipple and started to pull away.
I caught his wrist, already dripping, and guided his fingers between my thighs. He sat up to kiss me as his forefinger dipped into my hole. I moaned into his mouth. I guided him deeper, shuddering as my pussy opened and clenched around him.
“Ohh please… please…” I begged blindly.
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I straddled him hurriedly. He held my waist, positioned his thick, hard cock, and pulled me down. I slid onto him, taking every inch
We became one again. I gasped, my whole body vibrating with the magnetic pull. I shook, deliriously
sweet
“Oh… oh… please harder,” I begged, clutching him, arms wound tight around his neck. I bounced with his guidance while he thrust up, gripping my waist,
I hugged him harder, nails dragging down his back, lost in lust and emotion until I completely shattered. Blood welled from the scratches, but he didn’t stop. He fucked me harder, and I went wild. I, who had always been unsure about lovemaking, now addicted,
I was doomed in Cupid Godlike’s hands. I wanted him to ruin me every minute, every second.
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