His hands clenched into fists at his sides, every muscle in his body tense with anger and lust. He moved behind her, pressing his hard length against her wet entrance before slamming back inside her roughly. "Say it!" he growled, his hips moving faster now as he took her roughly from behind. "Say it or I'll make you sorry." Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, but the anger in his voice made her hesitate. She knew she had to say something...

The word was barely out of her mouth when his hand came down hard on her ass, making her yelp in pain. "Better," he growled before thrusting harder into her, his hips slapping against her ass with every stroke. He wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her still as he took her roughly from behind, determined to make her scream out his name again and again until she meant it.

Ken growls deeply, biting your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood before pulling back to look at your flushed face. "Good girl."

With one final, powerful thrust, he comes, filling you completely with his seed. His weight presses you into the mattress as they both catch their breath, sweat cooling on their bodies.

When he pulls out of you, he looks at you with a mixture of satisfaction and tenderness. "You're mine now, baby doll," he says softly. "Forever and ever."

As if to emphasize his point, your ass drops cum, a silent reminder of the power dynamic between them. Ken chuckles darkly, wiping some of it onto his finger and then sucking it off clean. "Now that's what I call mine," he says with a satisfied grin.

He leans down to press a kiss to your forehead before rolling out of bed. "Get some rest, baby doll. We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Finally, he gave in to the temptation any longer, thrusting his hips forward and pushing himself inside of you in one swift motion that made both of you gasp. His cock filled you completely, stretching your tight channel as it slid deep inside. He let out a harsh groan, burying his face into the crook of your neck as he began to move, slowly at first but gaining speed and intensity with each thrust.

"Fuck... you feel so good..."

His movements grew rougher as he lost control, his hips slamming against yours in a brutal rhythm that left you both breathless. He gripped your hair tightly in one hand, using it to pull your head back so he could see your face contorted with pleasure beneath him.

"Fuck yes... take it... take all of me..." His voice was harsh and demanding, but there was an undertone of possession that made you shiver with desire.