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through the door of the cabin, we become a tangle of kisses and hands.  His hands roam my body as his lips seek mine.  We move halfway down the hall toward the bedroom when his fingers find the zip to my dress and he peels it from my body.  “So fucking sexy.”  He growls into my mouth as he pushes his tongue past my lips.  He lifts me and I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs go around his waist.  He presses my back to the wall.  I feel his erection straining against my core through his trousers. 
    “Dean, please.  I want you.”  That ’s all the encouragement he needs.  He moves me away from the wall and walks us into the bedroom where he drops me on the bed.  Quickly he strips and is over me in the next instant.  He roughly removes my bra and panties while I kick off my heels.  His hands are everywhere and a bit rough. 
    “Oh Lauren.  I didn’t think I could want you this much, baby.  I’ll try to go slow though.”  His mouth capture s my nipple and he grazes it with his teeth.  I moan in pleasure but this still isn’t what my body craving. 
    “Please, Dean.  Please, I need you.”  I ’m burning up, sure that if I don’t feel him soon I’ll combust. 
    “A little impatient , are we?”  He smiles and takes my other nipple in his mouth, teasing and torturing me.  Suddenly my pelvis is being lifted and his cock strains at my entrance. 
    “Yes, Dean.”  I whisper breathlessly as he runs the tip of his cock over my clit.  Then he plunges in.  I’m blinded by the pain.  I can’t feel anything else.  He’s thrusting into me like an animal, ignoring my pleas and tears of pain.  I didn’t think it would be like this.  “Dean, please. Dean, stop.”  If he hears me, he does nothing to acknowledge it.  I push up against his chest but he brings his full weight down on me, pinning me underneath him.
    “ You feel so fucking good I can’t help myself.  God, this is so good.  Just give it a minute.  You need to get used to me.”  His relentless pace never slackens.  Dean directs some of his attention to my breasts; his fingers digging into my flesh so hard there will be bruises in the shape of his fingertips tomorrow.  His other hand winds into my hair; he grips it in his fist much like he did in the shower and with every thrust he pulls back on it.  My scalp burns in pain and I’m afraid he’ll draw blood.  “Baby, yes.”  Dean groans as he begins to move harder and faster.  He sits back on his knees and lifts my butt, his fingers dig like barbs into each cheek.  Then he’s all out pounding into me.  I feel my thighs slick with blood.  The urge to wretch is overwhelming.  I’ve given this man something that was utterly precious to me and this is how he treats me.  The fiery pain rages inside me and I try again to move to stop him, to plead with him, but he holds me firm, pinned underneath his hips.  “This cunt is so sweet.”  He growls; his hand moves from one breast up to my throat as his other hand winds into my hair again, this time even tighter.  “You are mine, Lauren.  No one else will ever have you.  Don’t even think about giving this to someone else.”  The more I struggle beneath him the harder he presses down on my neck and pulls at my hair. 
    With a loud growl, he plunges in even harder and spills himself inside me.  “You are going to be my wife and no other man will ever have you.  Do you understand me?”  His words are a harsh whisper in my ear.  He kisses my jaw.  “If I’d known you would be this sweet, feel this good there’s no way I could have made myself wait this long.  God Lauren, you feel so good.”  I feel him hardening again inside me.  “I need you again, baby now.”  Hot tears stream down my cheeks and sobs shake my body.  When did I start crying?  Is this how it was supposed to be? He is unconcerned with my pain; in fact it seems to please him.  The more I cry the harder his shaft