Dark Deals in the Daylight 3

"Ahhnn~~!" The sudden intrusion made her cry out, a sound that was half-pain, half-pleasure. He began to move, his hips driving into hers with a relentless rhythm that spoke of his need to claim her.

Veronica's nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks that would surely bruise. Her head thrashed back and forth as she tried to fight the sensations overwhelming her, but it was no use. Her body was his to command, and it responded to him with an eagerness that she couldn't deny.

"You love it," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot and ragged. "You love when I fuck you hard."

"I hate you," she panted, her voice barely above a whisper as she quivered due to his touch.

"Say it again," he demanded, his thrusts growing more forceful. "Say you hate me."

"I h—ahh~~ h–hate you," she moaned, her voice a broken plea.

He leaned in closer, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. "Then why do you keep coming back for more?"