All Mine

Apologies

The choice was hers to make—a decision that would either deepen their bond or drive them even further apart. As she hesitated, Yakimano looked at her with a mix of desperation and hope in his eyes. She could see how much he needed to hear those words from her.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N finally found the courage to speak.
(Y/N):"Yakimano... I am yours."
The words left her lips softly but carried an unmistakable weight. There was no turning back now; she had given him what he wanted—what he needed.

His reaction was explosive. Yakimano's arms wrapped around Y/N fiercely, pulling her close as he kissed her again, harder this time. His tongue found its way into her mouth, dancing with hers in a display of passion and possessiveness.

Their bodies melted into each other, their hearts beating as one. Y/N felt his rough hands on her back, pulling her even closer as they swayed together. This moment was more than just physical attraction—it was a bond between two souls who had finally found each other.

As Yakimano laid Y/N on the bed, his hands moved to remove her clothes with a sense of urgency. He reveled in the sight of her body, every curve and hollow calling out to him.

With one swift movement, Yakimano pushed himself on top of Y/N, their naked bodies finally pressed against each other. The feeling of his hard chest against her soft breasts sent shivers of pleasure down her spine.

As he began to kiss her neck, his hands traced delicate patterns on her stomach before moving up to cup her breasts. His thumbs brushed over her nipples, causing them to harden even more under his touch.

He continued to kiss and lick his way down her body, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. When he reached the warmest part between her legs, Yakimano's fingers traced over her wet folds before dipping inside with a single thrust.

He grabbed her hips and began to thrust inside her, filling her up with his massive girth. With each powerful stroke, Y/N's back arched and her cries of pleasure echoed around the room.

Their rhythm grew faster as they lost themselves in the heat of passion. The bed creaked under their weight, adding to the sensual atmosphere. With one last powerful thrust, Yakimano let out a moan and held himself deep inside her as his seed poured into her womb.

Y/N cried out his name as she felt the depth of his release within her. It was more than just physical pleasure; it was a connection on a deeper level. She looked into his eyes, seeing the same intensity mirrored back at her.

As they lay entwined, their hearts still racing from the intense experience, Yakimano's warm breath brushed against Y/N's ear. [Yakimano]: "You're mine now,"
he whispered. There was no mistaking the possessiveness in his voice.

Y/N shivered at his words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She turned to face him, their gazes locked once more.

Yakimano chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against her skin. He pulled out of her slowly, relishing in the sight of their mixed fluids dripping down her thigh. [Yakimano]: "Go wash up" he growled, rolling onto his side"