Is It Wrong

To want to grab you, throw you down
Pin you to our bed by your slender wrists
Force your legs wide open with my knees
Hold you down with the weight of my sweaty body
Steal violating kisses from your protesting mouth
Feel the tip of desire part your helpless velvet lips

For the animal in me needs these things
To be the alpha male who doms his chosen female
Takes what is his in a brutish assault
To fuck you hard and deep
No time for romance or foreplay
Other than this age old ritual

As for you, you need this too
To accept what is still true inside
the bitch to my top dog
struggling with all of your might
though you know and love
that you will lose
lose yourself to me