I wasn’t expecting it when he pulled his fingers out of me and twisted me around. My breasts hit the wall and it made me moan, my face turned to the side, cheek pressed against the tiles.

He tugged my panties off, dropping them at my feet with his hand still on my back, holding me in position.

I knew it was going to be a rough one when he didn’t spit on his fingers.

“Spread your ass for me,” he told me. “Show me that dirty little hole.”

I did as I was told, taking a breath as I steadied myself.

It was even rougher than I expected, three fingers slamming inside.

“Fuck…”

“Yeah,” he said. “You want to play the game, to tease me, you can live in the memories too.”

The memories were there in me, as strongly as they must be in him. The fear, and the forbidden. The being in a place I shouldn’t be, taking what I shouldn’t be, from the man I shouldn’t be with. My family nemesis whose venom wanted to destroy me, long and slow.

Only now that man was my family. That man had given me a family. That man held my soul.

“This is going to hurt,” he grunted and unzipped his pants.

Yes. I hoped so. I needed it. I needed to feel his force, and aggression and his power. I needed to feel him consume me and take me right back to the beginning, when I’d known he was the most powerful man in the world. The safety in that knowledge was a light in my heart.

He took my ass in one thrust, his dick slamming deep, right to the balls. Yes… I whimpered, shuffling because it hurt, but he didn’t hold back. I cried out when he forced a finger in alongside his cock, but he used his other hand to cover my mouth, biting at my shoulder as he did it.

“Fucking take it,” he said, and I whimpered. I’d take it.

I tried to hold back the muffled cries, but I couldn’t. Not as he forced a second finger in my ass, leaving it deep as he fucked me. It hurt. It really hurt. Hearing his breaths quicken made me glow. Fuck, he loved taking me like that. Fuck, how I loved pleasing him.

I pushed back against him, matching his thrusts, but he hissed at me to stop.

“Don’t you dare try to speed this up,” he snarled. “You stay fucking still now.”