"Oh, please," I begged, just like he'd said I would. "Please."
And then he was inside me, two fingers thrust to their limit as his thumb found my clitoris.
I came apart. The rhythm broke into a wave of heat, surging up from the root of my clitoris, tearing through my innermost core, and exploding in my brain. White lights went off behind my eyes, the rushing of blood in my ears drowning my cries, until all I could feel was him, his mouth on my neck and his fingers inside me, and the raging force that was tearing my mind to pieces. Kill me or save me, I knew I was his-completely and irrevocably his.
Then there was blood, oh God, so much blood, and my vision dimmed from blinding light as the blackness rushed up around me, stealing everything.
I fell into the darkness. His darkness.
And I was alone.