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    Before I could question Bryan about what was happening, he yanked me into the room. A secondter, the door mmed shut with a loud bang.


    “Ah!” I cried out as Bryan effortlessly lifted me and threw me onto the bed. His towering figure cast a shadow over me, his deep voiceced with the unmistakable signs of drunkenness. The sharpness that usually defined his gaze was now dulled, his eyes clouded and unfocused as they bore into mine.


    “Makenna.” His voice wavered slightly, his fingers gently tracing the contours of my cheek as he asked softly, “Why are you here?”


    Confused, I could only repeat, “Didn’t you summon me?”


    Bryan seemed momentarily lost in thought. After a pause, he mumbled, “Oh… right. I had my servant bring you here… I wanted to see you…”


    As I looked at him in this state, something about it struck me as odd. Was it possible he seemed… vulnerable? I wanted to ask him what was going on, but before I could utter a word, he suddenly crushed his lips against mine.


    “Mmph…” The faint scent of alcohol filled my nostrils. Instinctively, I tried to push him away, but Bryan’s strength far outweighed mine. He easily pinned me down, his hands swiftly tearing away my clothes. The cold air hit my bare skin, making me shiver.


    “What’s gotten into you?”


    Bryan didn’t answer. Instead, he roughly grabbed my breasts, his mouth descending totch onto one of my nipples.


    “Ouch…” I gasped at the sharp pain, but there was no escape. He forcefully spread my legs, his fingers finding their way to my clit, pinching and pulling with an intensity that bordered on cruel. My lower body reacted involuntarily, the blend of pain and pleasure making me writhe beneath him.


    But my squirming only seemed to excite Bryan further. He hoisted my legs over his shoulders and, without the slightest gentleness, shoved his fingers inside me, as though he were trying to force my body to respond. Even though it hurt, the invasion betrayed me, wetness pooling despite the pain.


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    “Ah…” I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my lips.


    A momentter, I felt Bryan’srge cock pressing against me, forcing its way inside, prying me open as it delved deeper. Despite my body’s reaction, the pain was excruciating. He was simply toorge, and I could only watch in helpless disbelief as my t stomach bulged slightly from the intrusion.


    “So tight. Eager, are we?” Bryan whispered teasingly in my ear.


    “Bastard…” I hissed, only to be met with a brutal thrust that sent a shockwave of pain through me.


    “Ah!” I screamed, my voice trembling. “No… please, be gentle…”


    But Bryan was deaf to my pleas. His movements remained rough, each thrust more powerful than thest, driving into me with relentless force. The sound of our bodies colliding grew louder, each impact reverberating through me. It felt as though every thrust was tearing me apart. The pain was overwhelming, unbearable, though fleeting moments of pleasure asionally punctuated it.


    I cried out, struggling against him. “Stop… let me go… I can’t take this anymore…”


    He gripped my wrists tightly, his handing down hard on my buttock. His voice, low and dangerous, growled in my ear like a predator unsatisfied with its prey.


    “Don’t move!”


    To my surprise, he slowed his pace slightly, grinding into me with deep, rhythmic thrusts. The pleasure gradually began to overshadow the pain, creeping up from my core and clouding my thoughts.


    “Mmm…” I moaned shakily, feeling the wetness between my legs increase.


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