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My eyes fill with tears. I slap you again, but much lighter, weak even. "I can't. I won't." I wrap you in a hug. "Come here." I say.
 
I struggle against you, begging you to beat me, crying.

It's a few minutes later that I can't struggle against you and go limp in your arms, crying softly.
 
When you calm down, I pull back, still holding you by the arms. "I. Will. Not. Abuse. You." My eyes are still full. "Ever." I hug you again. "I love you," I say. "You will never have to endure a beating again." I pull back and rub your wrists. "And this stops now." I say. My voice grows softer.

"Do you love me or not?" I ask, needing to know.
 
I nod to every one of your statements. I hear your question.

"Yes. Jesus, Reece, I love you more than anything. . . " I whisper. I don't look at you until I say that, my voice shaky, but true. "I love you Reece. I love you. I love you." I keep repeating it, unable to do much else.
 
I kiss you. "And I love you. I forgive you." I kiss you again. "And we are getting married and we are going to give that amazing little boy a little brother or five." I smile. "Okay? And if this ever happens again, that's it. Okay?"
 
"It won't happen again," I whisper, and we both knew it. "I promise."

I suddenly collapse into you, sobbing. With relief. With happiness. With guilt. With shame. Every emotion I was feeling, it was coming out as you hold me.
 
I know you feel horrible and I feel horrible that you do. I hug you and rub your back and sides. "Still my girl?" I ask, playfully trying to lighten your mood.
 
I nod into you. "Yes," I say. "Always." My voice is hoarse and I slump into you, unable to much else. "Always and forever. . ."
 
I fall into a light, uneasy sleep, waking up every hour to cry, resisting the urge to continue to bite my wrists. It's not long before I curl into you, keeping my tears to myself. I look up at you and kiss your cheek very tentatively.
 
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I am awake and feel you. I open my eyes and kiss your forehead before curling you back in my arms. "Don't cry baby," I whisper. "It's all okay."
 
I hear your voice and am slightly calmer, but it doesn't help that I feel horrible. "No, it isn't Reece. What I did was absolutely vile. I had no reason to do it, and I broke your trust. That doesn't make it okay. This is not okay, alright?" My voice is calm, but shaking slightly from emotion. I curl more into you. "Jesus, baby, I can barely look at you and not want to cry because of what I did."
 
"Cry if you need to, honey," I kiss your forehead and squeeze you. "I'm going to be right here." I rub your back lightly. "We'll work through everything."
 
I nod, crying myself to sleep, comforted by your presence. I knew you were still upset and angry over what happened, but I also knew that you loved me all the same.
 
You wake up when I pull off your shorts and urge you you let me between your legs. I slide my cock into you and quickly get into a fast rhythm, fucking you as I want to, which I intend to do until I feel like you're mine again. "This pussy is mine." Is all I say as I start pounding your slit.
 
I slide in and out of you fast and hard, my hand gripping your hip as my other one squeezes and mauls your breasts under your shirt. I say nothing as I take what I want.
 
I let you take what you want. I know why you're doing what you're doing, and honestly, I don't mind it. In my mind I deserve it. So I let you, but I let you know how I'm feeling by my mewls, whimpers, and cries.
 
"Be quiet," I say sternly, knowing you feel bad and also knowing you won't be able to. I also think you brought this on yourself and am content just to use you to get off a time or two.
 
I give a soft whimper at your stern voice and fall silent, my body convulsing. Tears are streaming down my face because it did hurt quite a bit, but I remained silent.
 
"Mmm, you feel that cock?" I ask, leaning down to bite your neck. "You are gonna get it whenever I want until you never want another one again," I whisper, showing us both that I was far angrier with you than I have let on.
 
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