Just as Elizabethâs vision began to blur and her body lost all strength, Rexâs reaction was lightning quick.
Before her head could make contact with the hard floor, his massive left arm shot around her waist like a vice, catching her dead weight with surprising gentleness. He pulled her flush against his hard, muscular chest, his other hand still slick with her fluids as he stabilized her shaking frame.
"I got you."
For several long, agonizing seconds, the only sound in the room was Elizabethâs ragged, broken breathing and the heavy thud of Rexâs heart against her ear. Slowly, painfully, she forced her eyelids open, her vision swimming as she looked up.
âHuh...?â
She found herself staring directly into Rexâs face. His dark eyes were fixed on hers, intense and unreadable, his jaw set in a rigid line.
His lips were pulled back in a smirk that didnât reach his eyes, but there was something there, something she couldnât quite name. He hadnât thrown her down like trash.
He hadnât laughed at her vulnerability, but still... He had caught her.
âWhat...â her mind stuttered, the gears of her academic brain grinding to a halt as she tried to reconcile the violent, degrading man she had just been moaning for with the one now holding her with uncharacteristic care. âHe saved me...?â
âAfter everything... after all the things he said... he saved me.â
âThat fall... could seriously injure my pain, but he did... he really did it.â
âDespite all the rough treatment he gives to me.â
She felt a sudden, sickening wave of confusion. âWhy does this feel like a trap?â
âIs he doing this to make me feel even more confused? To make me feel like I owe him something?â Her academic training screamed that this was psychological manipulation, but her body, still pulsing from the orgasm, couldnât deny the strange comfort of his arms.
âHe ruined my dignity, he broke my pride, he made me scream like a common slut in front of my student, which is him...â Her thoughts raced in circles. âAnd yet... when everything fell apart... he was the one who caught me.â
Rex didnât say a word. He just stared down at her with that same arrogant, predatory gaze, his breath warm against her face. He didnât pity her, didnât even offer comfort, but he didnât let go either.
âGoddammit,â Elizabeth thought, a sudden, terrifying realization washing over her. âThis is worse than being broken...â
âThis is worse than being ruined...â
âHeâs making me feel... safe...â
âHow can I feel safe with the man who just destroyed everything I worked for?â
She tried to pull away, but her legs were still like jelly, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of the orgasm he had forced from her. She hung there, draped over him like a broken doll, her face buried against the crook of his neck.
âI should hate him,â she told herself fiercely. âI should push him off and run to Alexander right now...â
âMaybe I should forget about all of this and try to face my mother...â
âBut still... she has the power to break us apart... ughhh... everything I do from now on always has the same bad result.â
But as Rex tightened his grip slightly, his fingers splayed across her lower back, a traitorous part of her body sighed into him. âBut...â
âI donât want to run,â she realized with horror. âI donât know if I even can.â
Rex finally spoke, his voice a low rumble that she could feel against her cheek. "Donât think too hard, Professor."
"Your brainâs clearly not working right now because of that first squirt. Just lay there and take it."
His words were cruel, mocking her intelligence just like always, but the way he held her strong, steady, and unyielding told a different story. And that was the most terrifying thing of all.
Rex didnât place Elizabeth back on the floor. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and hauled her up, flipping her over until she was draped facedown across his lap. Her chest was pressed into his hard thighs, her face hanging over the edge of the mattress, completely exposed.
"Look at you," Rex growled, his voice vibrating through her entire body.
He pressed one massive palm flat against her lower back, pinning her down with effortless strength. "Canât even stand on your own two feet after I fuck you properly."
"Youâre getting weak, Professor."
His other hand went straight back to work, burying three thick fingers deep inside her dripping cunt. But this time, he wasnât just stabbing at her; he was working her with a deliberate, brutal rhythm that made her entire body arch off his legs.
"GGHHHH!"
He was both training and educating her, with his fingers working her walls at a relentless tempo that left no room for hesitation. "That squirt needs some revision, so I make sure to let you squirt it all out!"
"This position is...!" Elizabeth tried to move but couldnât. "Itâs embarrassing...!"
"Thatâs right," Rex urged, his voice dropping to a dark, commanding purr. "Get used to that feeling!"
"Get used to being stretched open by a real man!"
"Alexander wonât ever do this to you! Heâll never make you feel this fucking alive!"
Elizabethâs body betrayed her instantly. Her hips began to wiggle back against his hand, her pussy walls clenching around his fingers in a desperate, involuntary response to the stimulation.
She felt her consciousness fracturing between the shame of her position and the sheer, overwhelming pleasure Rex was systematically rebuilding in her body.
"Fuck," her mind screamed through the haze of arousal. âHeâs... heâs making me crave it!â
ââWhy do I like this? Why do I like him doing this to me?â
As the pleasure began to build, faster and harder than before, Elizabethâs composure shattered. She instinctively slapped a hand over her mouth, her fingers pressing hard against her lips to stifle the sounds, but it was useless.
"Mrrrggghhhhhhhhh!" The moans tore through her fingersâdeep, guttural, desperate sounds that no professor should ever make. âThis is too intense... thereâs another level to this...?!â
âI didnât know...!â
SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK!
"Mmrrrgggghhhhhhâuck!"
"Donât you dare muffle that," Rex commanded, his fingers working faster, his thumb finding her clit and grinding against it with punishing precision. "I want to hear you!"
"I want to hear you beg for it~!"
"I want you to fucking admit youâre a slut for this."
Every time she neared the edge, Rex would shift his rhythm just enough to keep her dangling, teasing her body with the promise of release and then pulling back at the last second. He was conducting her pleasure like a goddamn instrument, driving her to the brink of madness over and over again.
âHeâs doing it to me on purpose,â Elizabeth realized through the haze of pleasure, her eyes squeezing shut as her body bucked beneath him. âHeâs breaking me... Heâs making me addicted to it more...!â
Her hips were rolling helplessly now, her lower body grinding back against his hand with a desperate, starving need. She knew it was wrong.
But as Rexâs fingers worked deeper and harder, finding that perfect, overwhelming angle, she realized with terrifying clarity that she didnât even want to stop.
"Thatâs it," Rex urged, his voice dropping to a whisper against her ear as he felt her muscles tightening around his fingers. "Youâre so close, arenât you, Professor!?"
"Youâre right on the fucking edge!"
"Now let it out! Let me hear you scream."
Elizabethâs breath came in ragged, desperate gasps. Her face was buried in the mattress, her hair splayed around her like a halo of chaos.
âOh god... itâs overwhelming inside... me... itâs going to... I canât...â
She could feel it building a tidal wave of pressure deep in her belly, an overwhelming, unstoppable force that threatened to drown her. She knew exactly what was coming.
She knew how it would feel. And for the first time in her life, she let herself want it.
"Yes... fuck... please... more!" she finally cried out, her voice a broken, desperate plea as the orgasm began to swell.
Rexâs fingers worked faster still, his thumb grinding her clit like a weapon, his entire body tense with anticipation.
"Thatâs my women," he growled. "Give it to me!"
"Show me how much you want it by giving a real SQUIRTING~!"
"NGGGHHHHHH!!! MRRRGGGHHHH!!!"
And then, the dam broke.