"No one's stopping you." Riley gasped in reply. He could feel his body rocking against the floor, his bones and muscles rubbing together with every thrust. He snaked out his tongue to lick the blood from his lips, but still it dribbled from his mouth. His own blood was hot on his skin, dripping from his arms and back. The hand in his hair was terrible, and he tossed his head against it with a grunt. "You want me bloody, you take me- you'll have to get me in those restraints again." He grinned and let out a long, hissing breath. "If you can. If you can't- well, you'd better try-"
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