In the dimly lit room, he stood before her, a hulking beast ready to devour her whole. His towering, erect cock throbbed with anticipation, and his eyes were wild with hunger. She stared back at him, her eyes sparkling with equal parts fear and desire. This wasn't the tender lovemaking they usually partook in; this was raw, primal lust. He was going to take her rough and hard, and she knew it.
Her pussy was already wet, aching for his touch, but she couldn't help feeling scared as he approached. He grabbed her by the hair, tugging harshly at the roots, forcing her head back, exposing her throat to him. He leaned in close, his warm breath teasing the sensitive skin below her ear. "I want you," he growled, his voice a low, guttural rumble that sent shivers down her spine.
She wanted him too - she had never craved another's touch so deeply. But the fear was real, and it was exhilarating. He pushed her roughly to the bed, her body slamming into the soft mattress with a force that took her breath away. He pinned her down, his muscular arms holding her in place as he kissed her roughly, biting at her lips until they bled.
His hands roamed over her body - gripping her hips, pinching her nipples, squeezing her ass. She could feel every touch, every caress, every slap and tug, echoing through her very being. Her heart pounded in her chest as he continued to dominate her with his strength, making her feel small and insignificant - but she loved it.
He grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the bed, her pussy rubbing against his rock-hard cock. He thrust it into her, piercing her walls as she gasped for air. She clawed at his back, desperate for more. Her nails raked across his skin, leaving red marks that only intensified his desire.
He slammed into her again and again, each thrust more brutal than the last. The bed creaked under their weight, but he showed no mercy. His eyes were filled with a ferocity she had never seen before. This wasn't lovemaking; this was conquest. He wanted her body - all of it, every inch, every part of her soul.
Her pussy pulsed around his cock, milking him with every thrust. She arched her back, wanting more, begging for it. "Fuck me harder," she moaned, her voice hoarse and pleading. He obliged, pumping into her faster, harder, until their bodies were one tangled mess of limbs and sweat.
He bit her shoulder, drawing blood as he plunged deeper inside her. She cried out in pain and pleasure, her orgasm building within her like a volcano ready to erupt. He continued to pound into her, not even trying to hold back any longer.
She screamed, the sound echoing through the room as she climaxed around him. Her body shook violently beneath him, and he followed soon after. Their orgasms intertwined, creating a powerful bond that neither of them wanted to break.
As their breathing slowly returned to normal, they lay entwined on the bed, both sweaty and spent. He stroked her hair gently, his gaze softening as if to remind her of their tender side. But she knew there was more rough sex in store for them - it was an unquenchable thirst neither could ignore.
Their wild side had been unleashed, and they were both eager to explore the depths of their desires together. It was a thrilling journey, one that would take them places they'd never imagined before. And as long as they held onto each other tight, nothing could stop them from discovering what truly made their hearts race with passion.