With a satisfied grin, he positioned himself between her legs and slid into her with one powerful thrust. Her cries of pain only seemed to fuel his lust as he pounded into her, taking what was his and proving once again that she belonged to no one but him.

As the pleasure built inside her, Cain could see the conflict in Alex's eyes - the desire to please him and the desperate need to escape from this nightmare. It only made it sweeter for him.

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    "Yes, you are," Cain agreed, pulling out of her abruptly before flipping her onto her hands and knees. He thrust back into her from behind without warning, using her body mercilessly as he sought his own release. When he finally came, it was with a roar of triumph that echoed through the room, silencing everyone else momentarily in shock.

But even as the blood drained from his face and left him feeling weak, he knew that this was far from over.

"I will make you carry my child," he growled, "and I will enjoy every moment of it." He leaned down, his lips parting as he lowered his head towards hers. "Or..." His free hand moved between them again, sliding up her stomach and cupping her breast roughly. "You can do whatever I say... and be mine forever."

His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell of her ear before continuing down to tease at the soft skin beneath. "The choice is yours, Celia,"

She moaned softly as he continued to tease her with his tongue and fingers. Her body felt weak and sore from the rough treatment, but she could feel herself growing aroused once more beneath him. The thought of being free... or serving him for eternity weighed heavily on her mind.

"You're not going to let me choose," she whispered hoarsely after a moment. "You'll make me do what you want anyway." His hands stilled for a moment, and then he smiled.

"Perhaps,"