The Alpha King's Hated Slave novel Chapter 44

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She stilled instantly, her breathing erratic, her heart in her throat. She couldn't see a thing.

When he flipped her over with her back on the bed, she cried out frightened. But, he merely laid atop her and pushed inside her hurting warm body again.

Danika was overwhelmed, she doesn't know this position. He came down on top of her, she felt his clothed body blanketing her.

No, his body wasn't clothed anymore, Danika noted instantly as her finger met his naked skin. He has removed his clothing and her searching finger met the hard rough surface of his stomach.

Scars. With that three seconds flex of her finger, she felt them. So many scars.

Then, his hands took hers and raised it high above her head. He resumes thrusting into her body, his body large and heavy on top of hers.

She whimpered with each thrust. She was surrounded by him. Tears filled her eyes, it is too much for her.

Her weak body trembled. All she could feel is him: the things he was doing to her. The back-and-forth movement of his thick phallus inside her body, the heat emanating from his skin.

Using his thighs, he nudged her leg more open, forcing one trembling leg up to his shoulder. He held both her hands in one hand and used the other to hold her leg in that position, he resumed slamming into her.

In that position, he goes deep, even deeper than usual, and she couldn't help the pained screams that escape her throat as the head of his erection bumps against her cervix with each thrust of his hips.

Yet, the discomfort doesn’t seem to prevent the unfamiliar pressure that started growing deep inside her.

With each thrust of his hips, the pressure intensified until she recognized it for the pleasure it was turning out to be.

She tried to fight it, to twist her body away from the intense brutality of his thrusts because she wasn't here for the pleasure...a pleasure she doesn't deserve.

But, he won't let her. His hands and body easily held her down, he has the strength of so many men.

"No....!" She gasped.

"Don't fight it." he groaned sharply, angling his thrust even deeper and harder.

She screamed hoarsely as her body raptured to tiny million pieces, her inner muscles clenching helplessly around his shaft.

He groans harshly, and then she felt him releasing again, his shaft pulsing and jerking within her. She could feel his hot wet liquid in her womb, his pelvis grinding into my womanhood.

It enhanced her own release, much to her shame and helplessness, draws out her pleasure-pain.

It’s like they're linked together, because her violent contractions didn't stop until his were fully over.

He collapsed ontop of her, his breathing as ragged as hers. She felt him everywhere. He surrounded her. She saw darkness. She breathed him.

Finally, he rolled to the side. Danika heard some ruffle of clothes, and some moments later, he pulled the blindfold from her eyes.