Chapter 35 He Claimed My Virginity

Luna Belle Fernandez POV

He closes his hand so hard around my neck that my vision goes blurry. His face is a fuzzy picture behind a veil of fog as he dips his fingers under the elastic of my thong and tugs. A rip tears through the space. The thong slides down my thighs and brushes my ankles. My sight fades around the edges as I feel him between my legs, a hot, hard, velvet fist that wedges between my folds. We’re both slick. When he brushes the tip over my clit, pleasure hits my core.

“You’re such a slut, Luna,” he says, his words coming to me through a gushing noise in my ears.

As if to validate the statement, I curl my fingers around the lapels of his jacket, instinctively holding on. He taps my clit two, three times with the head of his cock, a light reprimand. A sweet punishment. “But you’re my slut.”

Proving the point, he tears into me.

I think I may pass out, and not from a lack of air. The way it hurts is excruciating. My lips part, but no sound escapes. It’s the worst torture,