I needed him deeper, fuller—I ached for him to pour every drop into me until I could do nothing but carry him with me, leaking reminders of his claim all day. With his weight pinning me down and his thrusts hammering my core wide open, I tilted my face from the sheets just enough to let the words slip out in a breathless moan. “Fill me… flood me. Don’t hold back.” My voice trembled as his pace grew ruthless, and I begged through clenched teeth, “Stay inside… give me every drop. Mark me so I never forget the way you used me.”