Valentina’s POV
The moment he entered me, it felt like my body split apart.
No warning. No pause. No voice in the dark to say, now, just the violent stretch of something too big, his c**k too fast, too cold. I screamed before I even knew what I was screaming for. Pain ripped through me like fire licking bone. I clawed at the sheets, my nails tearing through the fabric, but there was no escaping it. No escaping him.
He didn’t speak, not a single word. He groaned low, not in pleasure, no, it sounded like satisfaction. Ownership. He thrust again, harder, like he was trying to shove me through the bedframe, and my cries died in the sheets.
I wasn’t prepared. Nothing about me was ready for this. My body, my mind, none of it had caught up to the reality of what was happening.
I gasped betwe
