"Not done yet," Edmund murmured, his voice husky.

　　He reached down, gently brushing a stray strand of hair away from her cheek. His thumb traced a path along her jawline before returning to her breast, his fingers kneading the tender flesh. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. It was slow and deep, filled with a possessive hunger that ignited a fresh fire within her. When he finally pulled back, she was breathless, her eyes wide with anticipation.

　　His fingers circled her sensitive nub, applying just the right amount of pressure to make her tremble. Angela's back arched off the bed, a low moan escaping her lips. Encouraged by her response, Edmund continued his ministrations, using his thumb to rub gentle circles around her clit while his other hand explored lower, teasing the entrance to her ass.

　　"Is this what you need, baby?" he asked, his voice dripping with seduction as he pressed a single finger against her tight rosebud. "Want me to stretch this pretty ass and fuck you there next?"

　　Angela's hips bucked, seeking more contact. "Yes," she breathed, her body aching for him to fill every hole. "Please, Edmund."

　　He grinned, a wicked glint in his eye. With a fluid motion, he shifted them again, now lying between her spread legs. He aligned his hard length with her entrance once more, pushing in just the tip before withdrawing slowly. Angela whimpered at the loss, her body craving his heat. He repeated the action several times, each withdrawal leaving her empty and wanting.

　　"Look at me, angel," he commanded, his voice low and husky.

　　Angela lifted her gaze to meet his, her eyes glazed with lust. With a firm grip on her hips, Edmund surged forward, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. Angela gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched her impossibly wide.

　　"You're so perfect," he rasped, beginning to move.

　　Each stroke was deliberate, long and deep, designed to drive her wild with pleasure. He angled his thrusts to hit that magic spot inside her, making her see stars with each pass. Angela's head thrashed against the pillow, her hips meeting his with increasing desperation as she chased her next climax.

　　Edmund's relentless pace pushed Angela closer and closer to the edge. She could feel the knot inside her tightening, ready to snap at any moment. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, urging him on as he pounded into her. Edmund's thrusts grew longer and harder, each stroke driving him deeper into Angela's welcoming heat. He reached between their bodies, his fingers finding her sensitive clit. He rubbed the swollen nub in time with his movements, the dual stimulation pushing Angela closer to the brink.

　　She was lost in a haze of pleasure, her mind blanking to everything except the feel of him inside her, the friction of his fingers against her most sensitive spots. Edmund's grunts and groans filled the air, punctuating the lewd sounds of their coupling. The words seemed to spur him on, his movements growing even more intense as he pushed her closer and closer to the brink. Angela's vision blurred, her body shaking as the overwhelming pleasure built inside her, the pressure reaching its breaking point.

　　With one final, powerful thrust, the tension snapped, and she came undone, her body convulsing around him as her orgasm tore through her. Edmund followed moments later, his own release coming in a series of deep, shuddering thrusts as he filled her with his heat.

　　For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of their ragged breathing. Edmund collapsed beside her on the bed, pulling her into his arms as they both tried to catch their breath. Angela lay there, her body still tingling from the intensity of what had just happened. She couldn't believe the way Edmund had taken her so raw, so possessive. She realized that a part of her had craved it, had wanted to feel that wild, unrestrained passion.

　　"You're mine, Angela," he murmured once again, his voice softer now, but no less possessive. "Never forget that."

　　Edmund's words sent a shiver down Angela's spine, both thrilling and terrifying her at the same time. She wanted so badly to be his, to belong to someone so completely. But a small part of her feared losing herself entirely, surrendering every part of her identity to this man who both adored and consumed her.

　　Before she could respond, Edmund rolled them over suddenly, pinning her beneath him on the mattress. He grasped her wrists and held them above her head, using his body weight to keep her firmly in place. A wicked grin spread across his face as he took in the sight of her, naked and vulnerable beneath him.

　　"Let me see those perfect breasts," he growled, reaching down to roughly squeeze the soft mounds. His fingers dug into the tender flesh, sending bolts of pleasure-pain straight to her core. Angela arched into his touch, a wanton moan escaping her lips.

　　"Such a responsive little minx!"

　　Angela's back arched off the bed as Edmund groped and kneaded her sensitive breasts. The mix of pain and pleasure short-circuited her brain, making coherent thought impossible. All she could do was surrender to the overwhelming sensations as he used her body for his own pleasure.

　　His calloused hands felt deliciously rough against her smooth skin, leaving red marks in their wake. One large palm enclosed her entire breast while the other delivered a sharp smack to its twin, making the supple mound jiggle enticingly. Angela cried out at the unexpected sting, her nipple puckering tightly from the impact.

　　"That's it, let me hear you," Edmund purred darkly, his eyes flashing with carnal hunger as he drank in her reactions. "I'm going to mark up this flawless skin until everyone knows you're mine."

　　Edmund leaned down, taking one of Angela's rosy nipples into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud before he bit down sharply, sending a jolt of electricity straight to her core. At the same time, he slipped his hand between her thighs, his fingers finding her slick folds and stroking them with expert precision.

　　Angela bucked against him, overwhelmed by the onslaught of sensation. She struggled against his grip on her wrists, desperate to touch him, to rake her nails down his back and leave her own marks on his skin. But Edmund held firm, keeping her pinned beneath him as he ravaged her body with lips, teeth, and fingers.

　　He released her nipple with a wet pop, blowing cool air across the sensitive peak. "You like that, don't you?" he taunted, pinching the other nipple roughly. "Being at my mercy, unable to do anything but take what I give you."

　　"Yes!"

　　His skillful fingers brought her right to the edge once more, teasing mercilessly at her entrance without slipping inside. "Please..." Angela whimpered, too far gone to care about the desperation in her voice. Her hips rocked frantically against his hand, chasing the release she so desperately needed.

　　With a dark chuckle, Edmund withdrew his fingers abruptly. Before Angela could protest, he gripped her thighs and yanked her roughly to the edge of the bed. In one swift motion, he buried himself to the hilt inside her tight heat, stretching her open around his thick length. A guttural moan tore from his throat at the exquisite sensation.

　　He set a brutal pace, each powerful thrust shaking the bed frame as he pounded into Angela relentlessly. The obscene slap of skin against skin echoed through the room along with their cries of ecstasy.

　　Angela could only hang on for dear life as Edmund took her with wild abandon, his hips slamming against hers with bruising force. The coil of pleasure in her belly wound tighter and tighter with each drag of his shaft against her aching walls. She'd never been taken so ruthlessly before, so completely claimed.

　　He reached down, his thumb finding her swollen clit and rubbing tight circles over the sensitive nub. That final touch was all it took to send Angela flying over the edge. Her vision whited out as her climax crashed over her, wave after wave of intense ecstasy coursing through her veins. She screamed Edmund's name, her voice raw and ragged as she convulsed around him.

　　The rhythmic squeezing of her inner muscles proved too much and with a roar, Edmund followed her into bliss. His thick cock throbbed as he spilled himself deep inside her waiting womb, flooding her with his seed.

　　As the aftershocks of their shared climax slowly faded, Edmund collapsed onto Angela's heaving chest, his weight pinning her to the mattress. They both lay there, panting heavily, struggling to regain some semblance of composure.

　　After several long moments, Edmund lifted his head to look at her, his eyes a mix of satisfaction and something darker, almost primal. "Mine," he said simply, his voice low and gravelly. Then he sealed his claim with a possessive kiss, claiming her mouth as thoroughly as he had her body.

　　Angela melted into the embrace, her heart pounding in her chest as she savored the feeling of being utterly owned by this man.