Damien's thrusts grow more intense, his hips slamming against Elena's with a primal force. She moans in pleasure, her fingers digging into his back as she urges him to fuck her harder.
"Oh yeah, baby," she gasps between breaths. "Fuck me like you mean it. Give me what I want."
Damien's eyes narrow with a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness. He smirks Elena, relishing in the power he holds over her.
"You're only my slut," he replies sarcastically, his voice dripping with dominance. "Only mine to use and enjoy."
Elena's breath hitches as the words sink in, a mixture of arousal and disbelief washing over her. She questions herself, wondering if she can handle this level of degradation and submission.
But the ache between her legs pushes those thoughts aside as Damien continues to pound into her relentlessly.
"Harder!" she cries out desperately, unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure building within her.
