Marcus tore off Mila's dress and unhooked her bra before they even made it to the bedroom. Mila had his shirt off seconds later. They battled for dominance in their kiss, both kissing hard, not letting the other leave. Marcus held her bare torso against his and groaned, holding her tight against him and biting down on her lip before dropping her on the bed, enjoying the way her breasts bounced at the impact.

"You're just trying to piss me off, aren't you?" He asked, unbuckling his belt and staring down at her.

Mila watched him and licked her lips, looking up at him. "What are you going to do about it?" She challenged, a smirk forming.

"I'm going to punish the fuck out of you," he growled, pulling his boxers down and letting his dick out.

Mila scooted to the edge of the bed and grabbed his hardness, dragging her tongue along his length while looking up at him. "I doubt it," she said, swirling her tongue around his tip. "I could use a punishment but I doubt you have the balls to do it."

Marcus growled and grabbed the back of her head, thrusting himself in her mouth and earning a surprised sound from Mila. He pulled out and she caught her breath. "You were saying?" Marcus asked.

"That was pathetic," she said, wiping her mouth. "I've had much better."

Marcus narrowed his eyes at her and wrapped his hand around her throat before thrusting into her mouth again. Mila gagged lightly as she sunk all the way in, down her throat. Her eyes watered and she groaned, the vibrations making Marcus curse under his breath.

"Still not enough for you, Mila?" He asked, tugging on her hair to make her look up at him as he thrusted into her, staying deep.

Mila gagged lightly and looked up at him through watered eyes. Somehow managing to challenge him, even now, she lightly shook her head, it wasn't enough. She wanted him to snap and so she brought a hand up, cupping his balls and making his hold falter.

"Fuck," he groaned, tightening his hold on her throat and pulling out, thrusting back in roughly, making Mila whimper. "How far do you want me to go, Mila? You want me to make you sore in every possible way?" He asked, thrusting into her harder, watching her breasts bounce as he did. Mila moaned softly, gazing up at him and placing her hand on the one he had on her throat, helping him squeeze her tighter.

"For fuck's sake, Mila," Marcus groaned. "Cut it out or I swear I'm going to fuck you harder than you can handle."

Mila looked up at him and tightened her hand again, closing her eyes and moaning as she moved up and down his length, sucking him fully in until she gagged.

"That's what you want, huh?" He asked, releasing her hair and grabbing her breast instead, pinching her nipple and making her whimper. "You want me to dominate you until you have to admit you want me, don't you?"

Mila moaned and nodded, moving her head back until he popped out of her mouth. She panted and wiped her mouth, looking up at him. "Let me see that demon side, Marcus," she said, setting her hands on his abs, licking her lips. "Or I'm going to get bored and think you're full of shit. Based on the evidence I have so far, I'd say you don't have it in you to really dominate me. I'm too much of a challenge for you. I bet you're used to girls that do whatever you say like a good little submissive but if you want that from me," she said, grabbing him and stroking him. "You're going to have to earn it."

"I'm going to get really fucking rough with you," he warned.

"Prove it," she said, cocking her head to the side.

Marcus growled and grabbed her, turning her around and bending her over the bed before tugging her underwear down and thrusting two fingers into her roughly, making her cry out. "I'm not going to fuck you until you beg me too," he warned, pumping his fingers in and out of her.

"Never going to happen," Mila panted, clenching on his fingers and moaning.

"Yes it fucking will, Mila," he said, sliding his hand around and cupping her breast, rubbing his thumb over her hardened nipple. "You're going to beg me until I'm satisfied and then I'm going to fuck you until you can't move."

Mila whimpered, her hands fisting the sheets as he thrusted his fingers into her hard, curling them and hitting a spot that had her unable to respond to him. Marcus squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple between two fingers until she whimpered again, never stopping his movement with his fingers until she clenched tightly around him like she was about to cum. He pulled his fingers out and Mila whimpered.

"Am I breaking you down already, Mila?" Marcus asked, smacking her ass and making her moan. "That didn't take very long."

"You haven't broken anything down," Mila panted, trying to press her thighs together for relief but Marcus grabbed her legs, pulling them apart and thrusting his fingers inside of her again, making her cry out in pleasure.

"Yet," he added to her statement, smacking her ass before sliding his hand down her back and wrapping it around her throat. Mila gasped and he held her throat tighter, pumping his fingers in and out of her until she was close and then he stopped. Mila whimpered as his fingers slipped out of her.

"Up," he said, pulling her back against him by her throat, making her gasp.

He turned her to face him and tossed her on the bed. Mila licked her lips as he grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed, thrusting two fingers into her, making her moan and arch her back.

"Tell me what you want, Mila," he said, teasing her clit.

Mila shook her head, looking down at him defiantly and whimpering when he stopped touching her. She gasped when his hands slid under her ass and lifted her up to him as he brought his mouth down onto her. She groaned, tangling her hands in his hair as his tongue moved over her expertly, hitting all the sensitive spots, leaving her a whimpering mess and desperate for release. He stopped when she was close, letting her down on the bed and thrusting two fingers into her so hard she almost came.

"Don't cum," he said, narrowing his eyes at her.

"What?" She panted, raising her hips to his hand in hopes for more friction.

"I said," he said, slapping her clit. "Don't fucking cum," he repeated before thrusting his fingers into her and pumping them in and out.

"But," Mila panted, squeezing her eyes shut, feeling herself right on the brink.

"Don't you dare, Mila," Marcus growled, crawling over her while he fingered her, wrapping a hand around her throat and pinning her down to the bed. "Don't you dare cum, or I'm going tie you up and edge you for days," he warned. "I'll edge you for fucking days and cum as much as I want, using you however I want. So don't you dare cum," he said, thrusting harder, hitting a more sensitive spot that had Mila whimpered and writhing.

"Marcus," she whimpered.

"What? You want me to fuck you?" He asked, moving his fingers faster, to the point Mila couldn't take it.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cu-"

"No you're not," Marcus said, tightening his hold on her throat and shoving his fingers deep inside her, leaving them still. "You don't get to cum until I hear you beg."

"Marcus," Mila whimpered, biting her lip and trying again to press her thighs together for relief but he wouldn't let her.

"Beg me, Mila," Marcus said, dropping his head down to hers, sucking her lower lip into his mouth and biting down hard, dragging his teeth off. "Beg me and I'll let you cum."

"I don't need you to make me cum," Mila panted, sliding her hand down towards herself.

"Oh yes you do," Marcus said, catching her wrists and pinning them over her head, pumping his fingers in and out of her again. "You only cum when I let you cum, Mila. Understand?" He asked, thrusting his fingers in her harder.

Mila whimpered, writhing under him as he worked her to the edge again and stopped. She whined in protest and he slapped her clit, then flipped her onto her stomach. Mila moved her palms to the mattress to lift herself up but Marcus grabbed her wrists, pining them behind her back and tying them behind her with his belt.

A jolt of excitement went through Mila as Marcus tightened the belt around her wrists. He wrapped his hand around the strap a few times before lifting her hips and moving his knees between hers, spreading her open so he could see her dripping for him.

"Baby you can lie to me all you want," he chuckled, watching her glisten. "But your body gives you away and you are fucking dripping for me," he said, sliding a finger up and down her slit, teasing the outside and making her whimper.

"It's because I'm thinking about someone else," Mila taunted, earning a growl from Marcus.

"No you're fucking not," Marcus snapped, smacking her ass and jerking her back against him with his belt. "You're thinking about me fucking you," he said, wrapping his hand around her throat. "Just me."

"No," Mila panted. "I'm thinking about him."

"Have I not been rough enough, Mila?" Marcus asked, tightening his hold on her throat and reaching down between her legs, slapping her clit and making her whimper. "You want me to take this further?"

"Bet you won't," Mila panted, clenching as she looked back at him.

Marcus growled and pulled his fingers out of her pussy, shoving them down her mouth instead. "Suck your pussy off my fingers," he ordered, dragging his nose along her neck. "And get them nice and wet because they're about to be in your ass."

Mila's eyes widened and she clenched at the thought. She swirled her tongue around his fingers and ground back against him, earning a groan from Marcus. Marcus pulled his fingers from her mouth and grabbed the back of her neck, pushing her cheek down against the bed and keeping her hips up.

"You're mine, Mila," Marcus said, sliding his wet fingers over to her ass. "I'm going to touch every part of you so you don't forget," he growled, sliding a finger into her ass. Mila moaned, clenching as his finger moved into her ass. Then he released her throat and brought his other hand up, shoving his fingers into her pussy.

"Fuck," Mila groaned, biting her lip as he started moving fingers in and out of both her holes. It was too much, she couldn't take it. She started clenching around him so fast and he stopped all movement. "Marcus," she whimpered.

"What is it, Mila?" He asked, smacking her ass before sliding his finger back into her ass, moving faster, adding a second finger as his other hand fingered her pussy until she was whimpering and clenching on him again.

"I need to cum," she whimpered.

"Beg," Marcus said, shoving his fingers into her pussy and smacking her ass.

"Just fuck me," Mila panted.

"Beg," Marcus repeated, smacking her ass harder.

"Marcus I know you want me so just fucking do it," Mila whimpered, earning another smack to the ass.

"I told you, Mila. I'm not fucking you until you beg me to. Beg me to shove my cock into your pussy," he said, pressing his tip against her and making he whimper. "Now," he growled, smacking her ass.

"Just do it," Mila whimpered, trying to roll back against him but he held her in place and smacked her ass again, then he spread her further apart and smacked her clit, making her cry out.

"Beg me, Mila," Marcus said, smacking her ass again. "Beg me to fuck you and let you cum."

She almost did, she wanted to so bad, but she also was enjoying pushing him, no matter how much she was throbbing.

"I'm not going to beg you," she panted, looking back at him. "You haven't earned it yet."

"No?" he asked, cocking his head to the side in a way that her clenching. She shook her head and he narrowed his eyes, smacking her clit and making her moan. He grabbed her ankles and turned her around so her head was on the edge of the bed and he stepped off, walking up to her and pressing his cock against her lips. "Fine, then I'll just fuck your mouth and you won't get to feel what it's like to have me fuck that dripping pussy," he said, grabbing her jaw and thrusting into her mouth.

Mila closed her eyes and moaned, opening her mouth wide so he could sink in. Her body craved for his touch so bad she was about to crack. Then he grabbed the back of her head and really started thrusting in and out, making her gag, making her eyes water. She almost caved and then he smacked her ass and she whimpered, unable to take it anymore.

Mila started shaking her head and Marcus stopped, pulling himself out of her mouth. She panted and gazed up at him through glazed eyes. "You win," she breathed. "Fuck me, Marcus."

"That doesn't sound like begging to me," Marcus said, narrowing his eyes and grabbing her, lifting her off the bed and setting her down in front of him, tugging her hair back to look up at him. "I said beg, Mila."

"Please," she whimpered, pressing her body against his and kissing his neck.

"Please what?" He asked, tugging on her hair again.

"Please fuck me," she said, biting her lip, her core aching something horrible.

Marcus turned her around and bent her over the bed, wrapping his around her throat and pressing his tip against her pussy, making Mila whimper at the small contact. "Again," he growled.

"Please," Mila whimpered, trying to wiggle herself back on him but he only held tighter and that action made her clench. She definitely had no regrets pushing him this far. She was ready for him.

"Please what?" Marcus said, smacking her ass.

"Please fuck me," Mila whimpered breathlessly.

"Keep saying it, Mila," Marcus growled, grabbing the belt and jerking her back, making her back arch. "Keep saying it until I'm satisfied," he said, rubbing himself against her pussy, teasing the outside.

"Please fuck me, Marcus," Mila whimpered.

"Why should I?" He asked, jerking her back against him and running his nose up and down her neck, nipping at the skin roughly and making her whimper. "I thought you weren't impressed by me Mila, why should I fuck you now?"

"Because I need you," Mila whimpered. She was done with the game, she just needed to feel him now, needed to feel him inside her. "Please, Marcus, I need your cock inside me," she said, grinding back against him and making him curse. "Marcus," she whimpered. "Please, I want your cock so bad."

"You want this?" Marcus asked, grabbing himself and just barely pushing the tip into her. She moaned and nodded.

"Yes, please," she said breathlessly, aching to feel him.

"Tell me what you want me to do, Mila," Marcus growled.

"I want you to shove your cock in my pussy," Mila said. "Please, Marcus, I need it."

Marcus couldn't take it anymore. Hearing her say it like that sent him over and he shoved into her roughly, making her scream. He panted, grabbing the back of her neck and pushing her down against the bed and smacking her ass.

"Like that, mea deliciae?" He rasped, caressing her ass.

"Yes," Mila whimpered. "Harder. Faster. Just fuck me," she panted.

"Harder?" Marcus asked, pulling out and slamming back into her, jerking her back with the belt at the same time.

"Yes," Mila cried out. "Fuck, yes, just like that. Don't take it easy on me," she whimpered. "I want you to fuck me hard."

Marcus groaned and took her words to heart, holding her back with the belt and thrusting into her roughly, so hard it didn't take long for him to be breathless as he plowed into her, enjoying the way she cried out his name and clenched on him. He'd had sex plenty of times but it was different with Mila. Mila challenged him like no one ever had and taking her like this, with her whimpering his name, it was more than he could handle and so he wrapped his arm around her waist and dropped his finger to her clit, knowing he wasn't going to last being this attracted to her.

"Marcus," Mila whimpered when she felt his fingers on her clit.

"Mila," Marcus moaned, kicking her legs apart further so he could sink deeper, making her scream louder.

"Fuck," Mila whimpered. "Don't stop, Marcus. Just like that."

Marcus groaned and flicked his finger over her clit as he drove into her. Feeling relieved when he felt her tensing, her pussy clenching around him. Thank goodness. She got him so worked up he was going to cum too early but now he had her where he wanted her. She screamed out his name as she came and he groaned, shoving inside her deeply and spasming inside, panting as he came.

"Fucking hell," Mila whimpered, her body shuddering as her orgasm came. "I mean like, literally, fucking hell," she added with a giggle.

Marcus couldn't stop the breathy laugh and he loosened the belt from around her wrists as he pulled out of her with a quiet groan. He turned her towards him and tossed her on the bed, crawling over her and grabbing her wrist, pressing a kiss to where the belt held her down. "What the fuck am I going to do with you, Mila?" He asked, grabbing her other wrist and kissing it as well before lowering his lips onto hers.

It was possibly the first time she ever melted into him. She moaned quietly and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her in a way that was much more intimate than just sexual. Marcus groaned and pressed her into the bed as he kissed her before rolling on his side and tugging her against him, running his hand over where he smacked her ass repeatedly, soothing the stinging it left behind.

They stayed quiet, neither knowing what to say. No communication had happened and yet they both knew it wouldn't be enough. They'd need to have each other again and again. The craving was only worse now that they knew what it felt like. While Marcus felt himself growing more attached to her, holding her tighter against him, Mila started to get in her head.

He was a demon. She couldn't keep him. She couldn't let herself be too close to him. She still needed him to kill her. She still needed that money and now she just felt worse.

She didn't want to be away from him. He was the first person that could handle her. Everyone else had always told her she was too much and although she heard it plenty of times, it didn't mean it didn't hurt. She'd always been told she was too much and people always gave up on her easily. But Marcus kept coming back and Marcus never told her she was too much, he just snapped back anything she threw at him. And it hurt because she knew she couldn't have him. Not forever, at least.

"Did I hurt you?" Marcus asked, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Not physically, Mila thought to herself. "No," she said, letting her eyes shut. She'd hate herself in the morning but that was a problem for future her. "No, I'm tired. I just want to sleep." I just want to sleep with your arms around me, she said to herself, cuddling up against him.

"Okay," Marcus said, rolling on his back and pulling her into his chest, running his fingers down her back and wondering how the fuck he ended up attached to a human.

They'd crossed a boundary and he wasn't sure he had the strength to put that boundary back up.