"GET up, you little bitch." Gideon grabbed a handful of my hair, forcing me to look up at him. I tried to pick up my underwear on the carpeted floor below the bed, but he pulled me up and dragged me away from the queen-sized bed. "We're not done yet, Bianca," he said, his voice rugged, his eyes dark as he forced me to face the wall of our room. "I-I'm already tired, Gideon," I muttered, my voice a bit shaky from tiredness and fear. I tried to cock my head in his direction, but then he stopped me. He grabbed both my hands and plastered them on the dark wall of our bedroom. The wall felt cold against my skin. "Do you fucking think I care, Bianca?" he grumbled behind me. "I'm your husband. It's your duty to satisfy my needs. Now, shut up and don't move," he demanded. Before I could answer, he had already parted my legs and slammed me from behind. My mouth parted with a mixture of pleasure and pain. I let out a gasp as he pushed all of his manhood inside of me. Gideon was as hug
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