A game of control

**Ivery Clark POV** 

The words slithered into my mind, poisoning everything.

My grip on the desk tightened. Rowan. The name shot through my head like a bullet, my heart hammering against my ribs. 

*What did he just say..?*

My lips parted, my eyes wide with alarm before I could stop myself. And that’s when he struck.

Alrigo growls as he pulls his cock back just enough to push back in with a rattling force that the whole desk shook violently. 

My lips parted before I could stop them, a sharp inhale betraying my panic. And a loud sound escaped.

Hoarse. Uncontrolled. A moan.

I cry out as his fat cock penetrates deep inside my womb like it had never been before. My inner walls ripple at the force, clenching his cock tightly. 

Alrigo’s smile grow wide. Slow and sinister. His dark eyes gleaming with something vicious, something that made my stomach twist in fury.

“Finally,” he murmured, his satisfaction spilling into something dangerous. “I was waiting for this.”

“You—” I clenched my fists. “That wasn’t—”

“Oh, but it was.” He leaned in, his voice velvet and cruel. “And it was so sweet.” His fingers flexed against my thigh, making my skin jolt. “Like you were just waiting to let it out, ma bella.”

I nearly saw red.

“You cheated,” I hissed, my nails digging into the desk.

Alrigo tilted his head, amusement flickering across his features. “*And*?” His smirk deepened. “Did you really think I play fair, little pet?”

He leaned in again, his breath fanning over my cheek, his presence suffocating. “You can fight me, Ivery. Clench your jaw, grip the desk, glare all you want…” His thumb curled against my clit, sending a shiver down my spine. “But in the end, you always react to me.”

I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, to shove him away, to undo what had just happened.

But it was too late.

I had given him exactly what he wanted.

And from the look in his eyes, he had no intention of letting me forget it.

Alrigo rolls his hips and fucks me hard and deep, making my clit dragging roughly against his girth creating a maddening friction every time he pushed his huge cock in and out of my tight channel. 

My breath was ragged, my body coiled so tightly I thought I might snap. But I refused to let another sound escape my mouth.

“You’re holding back again,” Alrigo leaned in, his voice a low, lazy murmur against my ear,“Open your mouth, little pet or I'll have to remind you again the hard way.” 

My breath came sharp, but I lifted my chin and shot him a glare, my voice dripping with venom.

“Go fuck yourself, Alrigo.”

Alrigo exhaled a quiet laugh. “Still stubborn, hmm?” His voice dropped lower, a blade against my skin. “Maybe I should remind you what happens when you defy me. Maybe… I should bring your brother in, let you hear what his reactions sound like instead. What do you think?”

My stomach dropped and I froze. This bastard. I glared, my breathing uneven, my fury alive and pulsing.

A slow smirk curved his lips as he watched the horror flash through my eyes, as if he could taste the panic seeping into my blood.

“There it is,” Alrigo murmured, savoring my reaction.“That lovely little tremble.”

His eyes were ravenous, drinking in every little flinch, every ragged breath as his hand traveled over my jaw. "You act so strong. So unshaken. But all it takes is one mention of him, and you break like glass."

I slapped his hand away, fury searing through me. "You—”

“Try suppressing the moans of yours and test me how far I'll take this.” Alrigo growled against my mouth with a warning edge.

And just like that he pounds me hard, slamming his cock against my pussy making me moan in short, whimpering little gasps.

Oh god. A sharp cry escapes me as Alrigo pounds into me again. 

“Yes, that's it, Ivery. Let it go. You sound so pretty when you break for me.” He drawled, his voice smooth as silk, but dripping with poison. “And you should admit this..." 

“I own this. Every shiver. Every breath you hold back. Every sound you try to hide.” He let his lips barely brush against my jaw. “All of it. All of you.”

“I will never be yours,” I hissed, my entire body trembling with the force of my hatred.

Alrigo smirked, his fingers tightening, pressing into my skin with quiet, possessive force. 

“You already are, ma bella.”

With that Alrigo picks his pace, his hips moving in monstrous thrusts that rattle my teeth, with every punch of his lower body, with every drag of my clit. 

I’m at his mercy.

My pussy starts rippling and clenching around his cock. And he starts to fuck me hard, driving in out and of me, his balls slapping off my ass with every crude pumps.

And I sense that if I asked him to stop right now, he wouldn’t be capable of it. 

Alrigo keeps fucking me like I'm his toy, like I’m designed to give him pleasure, always have been. 

The sheer size of his d*ck kept stretching me lewdly, with every powerful thrust creating erotic squelching sounds, filling the office room.

I scream against the desk, and I can't take it anymore. Orgasm blasts through me and I’m coming all over again.

Alrigo groans and suddenly shifts both of my ankles above my head, bending my legs and pistons his fat cock hard, his balls slapping against my clit with every deep thrust. 

I scream at the top of my lungs because it's untamed and feral. It’s wild and debauched. 

Alrigo growls and I feel him swell bigger and bigger inside me and suddenly I feel it. He explodes inside me and I cry out when I feel the hot blast of his cum pump inside of me, rope after rope of his seed, filling me all the way up. 

I slump against the desk, not able to take it anymore. And I hate him. I hate his arrogance, his games, his every fucking thing.

Hatred for what he had reduced me to. A pawn in his twisted game. A captive he refused to let go.

Tears slipped down my cheeks, hot and silent but Alrigo’s fingers caught my jaw in a bruising grip, tilting my face up until I had no choice but to face him.

His lips hovered just above mine, his breath a slow, deliberate whisper against my skin. "Behave from now on. No more defiance. No more stunts. Because if you do—”

“I will make you regret it in ways you can’t even fathom. I will break you, piece by piece, until the only name your lips remember how to speak is mine.”

His fingers tilted my chin higher, forcing me to meet his gaze—dark, unwavering, consuming.

"You are mine, Ivery. My possession. My obsession. My property. And no matter how much you fight it, you will never—never be free of me.”