Forced, not fated

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EMILY'S POV -- Euphoria, sweat and the sound of my raspy moans. Every nerve is on fire as Nico rolls his hips into me, my back arching with his arm underneath me. My heels dig into the mattress, my toes curling as my spine tingles. I hold onto his arms as my insides contract around his thickness. "Nicholas," I breathe out. His free hand pushes my leg open wider while the weight of his body holds the other one in place. "Not yet," his breathless demand makes my stomach flip. I try to hold the tension in, but it starts to slip as he pounds into me. My throat tightens as my breathing becomes shallow and for a split second, the world stops as I shriek loudly, and as my head stretches back, Nico dips his head, a sharp piercing sensation makes me groan and I start to see black dots. I can

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