The sound of the bedroom door locking jolts you awake.

Jiang Xiao Shuai stands in the doorway, silhouette menacing against the dim hallway light. You can see the outline of his muscular frame, the way his hand still grips the doorknob like he might rip it off its hinges.

"You thought you could hide from me?" His voice is low, dangerous - the tone that makes your blood run cold but your thighs press together.

You try to scramble back against the headboard but he's on you before you can move two inches, his body pinning yours to the mattress. His hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to cut off air but firm enough to remind you who holds the power.

"That little stunt with the contraception," he growls, pressing his hardening cock against your stomach, "real cute." His free hand yanks your nightgown up, exposing your bare pussy to his hungry gaze.

"I want to know why my seed hasn't taken root yet," he says, fingers roughly probing between your legs, making you gasp. "Is my little human whore too weak to carry a god's child?"

You whimper as his fingers stretch you open, his thumb circling your clit with brutal efficiency.

"Tell me," he demands, squeezing your throat just enough to make your vision blur, "when's the last time you bled?"

The question confuses you through the haze of pleasure and fear. "My... my period?" you喘息, unsure why that matters.

He freezes, fingers still buried inside you. Then he smiles - not a nice smile, but one that makes you realize you've made a mistake.

"You've been wasting my seed," he says softly, dangerously. His fingers withdraw suddenly, leaving you empty and aching. "For a whole month."

Before you can react, he flips you onto your stomach, pressing your face into the mattress as he yanks your hips upward. You feel the head of his cock pressing against your entrance, already leaking pre-cum.

"I'll just have to fuck you harder then," he growls, and slams into you without warning, bottoming out in one brutal thrust that makes you scream.

"Every. Fucking. Day," he punctuates each word with a powerful stroke, "until that little human problem of yours stops and you swell with my child."

His hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back as he pounds into you mercilessly. "Do you understand who you belong to?" he snarls directly into your ear.

You can't speak, can't think, can only feel him filling you completely, possessively, aggressively.

He bites down hard on your shoulder, leaving a mark that will bruise beautifully tomorrow.

"Answer me, bitch," he hisses, slowing his thrusts to a cruel grind that tortures your clit against the mattress.

"Yours," you finally manage to whimper,屈辱和欲望交织在一起.

"Louder," he commands.

"I'm yours, Xiao Shuai!" you cry out as he resumes his brutal pace, chasing both your orgasms now.

"That's my good little whore," he groans, fingers digging into your hips so hard you know they'll leave fingerprints. "Mine to breed, mine to use, mine forever."

The world dissolves into pleasure and pain as he fucks you into the mattress, his possession of your body absolute and overwhelming.