I screamed.
“Louder,” he demanded, fisting my hair and pulling my head back.“Scream for me.”
He drove into me again harder, pounding as if he meant to claim my very soul.My moans broke into cries.I clawed at his shoulders, squirming against his overwhelming force.
I matched him thrust for thrust, taking everything he gave me and demanding more—my hips grinding down to meet each powerful surge.
“Mine.Every.Inch.Of.You.”Each word was punctuated by a savage thrust that sent me hurtling toward another climax.
With impossible speed, he ripped me off his lap and threw me down onto my stomach against the silken sheets.
He yanked my hips up, positioning me exactly how he wanted.Open and entirely at his mercy.He traced the curve of my spine, appreciating the arch of my back, fingers splaying across the dip above my ass.
“So beautiful,” he squeezed the flesh before landing a sharp slap that echoed through the chamber.The sting bloomed into heat, a counterpoint to the throb between my legs.“Perfect in every way.My beautiful Elira, presenting her sweet cunt to me like the good girl she is.”
He slammed into me from behind, knocking the air clean out of my lungs.The new angle allowed him to reach depths he couldn’t before.The head of his cock pressed against the deep spot inside that made my vision blur with pleasure.
I choked on a cry, shuddering beneath the sheer power of him.I clutched desperately at the sheets, my face pressed into the mattress as he set a punishing pace.
He fucked me like he meant to break me—to ruin me for anyone else, each thrust more powerful than the last.The sound of our bodies colliding filled the chamber.Flesh against flesh.The wet sounds of his cock driving into my soaked core adding to the symphony.
My moans turned to sobs.
He fisted my hair, jerking my head back until my spine curved in a perfect arch.“Say it.”
I whimpered, unable to think clearly.“W-what?”
I screamed at another punishing thrust.“Say.It.”
The room shook around us, the fire howling.
“I’m yours,” I panted.“Only yours, Dalkhan.”
A feral sound rumbled from his chest, something between a growl and a roar of triumph.His pace turned frantic, driven by something dark and insatiable.The beast within him had been fully unleashed, all pretence of control abandoned.He held me in place with bruising force, using my body for his pleasure and giving pleasure in return.
“You’ll never belong to anyone else,” he grunted, leaning over to press his chest against my back.“No one else will ever fucking touch you.You are mine, Elira.Mine to protect.Mine to pleasure.Mine to worship.”
One hand slid between my legs, his fingers finding my clit and circling the sensitive bud.
It was too much.The pressure wound tighter, a spring pulled to its breaking point.Every snap of his hips sent me spiralling closer.
“Dalkhan…”
He pressed harder against my clit, circling faster.“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with his own approaching climax.“Come on my cock.Let me feel you.”
Pleasure hit me with such force my body locked up, my cry bouncing off the ancient stones.Wave after wave washed through me, each more intense than the last, until I thought I might lose consciousness.My inner walls clenched rhythmically around him, pulling him deeper.Milking him with each pulse of my orgasm.He held onto the back of my neck as his own release struck him like a violent storm.His growl turned into a roar, his entire body shuddering as he spilled into me.Flames licked over my skin, branding me as his in ways that went beyond physical.
The fire in the room had exploded outward, scorching the walls and flaring up the ceiling before dying in glowing embers.
For a long moment, neither of us moved.We were still locked together, chests heaving and bodies drenched in sweat.The remnants of his fire crackled in the sudden silence.
Slowly, Dalkhan released his hold on me, his hands trailing down my spine softly as he turned me onto my back.He hovered over me, eyes searching my face.
Something raw and unspoken passed between us.
He didn’t just want me.
Heneededme.
