Chapter 39: Leaving The Packs 2
DAVINA
As his voice hummed and sent tremors down my body, I pushed myself harder into him. My torn clothes were off my body in seconds, and my eyes rolled as he raised me up instead, and the next second, he slammed me hard on his dick.
"Ohh, Goddess...Shawn...!"
My screams bounced off the walls and our heads whipped to the door in that moment. My chest tightened when it was just a pin drop of silence beyond the room.
I held Shawn’s thighs, eyes going wide, "Do you think they heard us?"
"What if Chris hears us?"
"Does it matter?" He tightened his grip on me, as his waist wiggled ever so smoothly. His dick glided inside me, and I arched my neck, falling back on his hard chest.
"We need to keep it slow..." I huffed.
However, he smirked, "I don’t want to."
"What—"
The next second, he pulled out of me, leaving a trail of wetness down my thighs and he flipped me to the bed.
"What are you doing? Chris will—"
My words muffled in my throat, when he grabbed my waist and rammed his dick inside of me from behind.
My breath hitched, eyes closing with a low moan from deep within me.
Pak!
He slapped my ass, and the white snowy flesh jiggled in his face.
"You are so beautiful, Vina." He whispered, as his palms glided smoothly on my waist. "Do you think I can let you be now?"
I squirmed, as his hands cupped my boobs hard and he tweaked my nipples with his fingers.
"Answer me..." He pressed, pushing deeper inside me.
I gasped, "No, you can’t."
"You can’t let me be too, right?"
"I can’t..." My breath shook, as tears left my eyes. He was teasing me, pushing deeper and doing nothing. Only making me thirst for him.
"Shawn...please. I want it."
"Aren’t you scared of Chris anymore?"
"I..." I stuttered.
But then...
"Davina, are you okay in there?"
I froze, eyes going wide as I turned to look at Shawn. But he didn’t move an inch, only had his intense gaze on me.
"Uhh..." I shook, raking my mind for words to say. But Shawn had his own plans, as he held my waist tighter and started to move inside me.
My throat bobbed, feeling the jolts of pleasure up my spine. His pace picked up, with his hard dick growing thicker inside of me.
I swooned as his tip hit my hilt, grinding on a certain itch deep within me.
"Davina?" Chris called.
"I..." I swallowed. "I am fine."
"You don’t seem fine. I am coming in."
Shawn snapped his head to the door at that moment as the doorknob twisted. My stomach dipped, knowing just how much Chris would be annoyed to see us in this shape.
"What...what do we do..."
The next second, Shawn pulled me up and his eyes zeroed in on another door on the right.
It was the bathroom and soon, we slipped in and Chris came barging into the room. But at that moment, Ethan and Uriel got in behind him and pulled him away.
"Why would you leave us there?" Ethan hissed at him as their voices trailed off, stepping far away from the bedroom.
Shawn and I were now huddled against the cold wall, our chests heaving due to the adrenaline rush down our bodies.
At that moment, I wanted to stop and pull away from him. But then, his hands found their way in between my thighs and his thumb sank into my wet hole.
"Shawn..." I whimpered.
"Don’t you want it?" He raised a brow.
My throat bobbed, the thirst inside me burning even more, "I do..."
"Then, relax..." He whispered.
He found his way behind my neck, pulling my lips into his. Our lips met, our kiss turning slow and sensual with the intensity and desire between us.
My back was against the wall the next second, as he pulled me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. His dick pushed inside of me, thrusting slowly as his kisses became hard and relentless.
I was lost in his arms, in the pleasure as that sweet itch inside me came back stronger. I pushed him deeper, desperately craving for that high I needed.
"Ahh..." I gasped, as he broke the kiss. His lips trailed down my body, leaving his mark on every single trail.
As our bodies clung together, my toes curled with a rush of pleasure inside me.
"I am cumming..."
"Do it!" He pumped harder, and soon, I was spilling all over him.
The next second, he pulled out, spilling his seed down my thighs.
But I blinked, as a flash of memory crossed my mind.
"Shawn..." My head snapped to look at him, as blood drained from my face. "What...what if I get pregnant?"
That night when I held him down, with things spiralling out of control and he released his seeds inside me. How could I not think?
I was shaking already, but he held me steadily.
"Don’t panic. We can get something tomorrow."
"How?" I gasped. "The guards will chop your head off."
His eyes moved to the door, and I realized what he wanted to do.
"No way!" I shook my head. "Chris wouldn’t do that!"
"We have to make him." He shrugged.
"No!" I snapped. "We are already intruding in his space, we shouldn’t make him run our errands."
He went quiet, his brows raising, "Do you want to have my baby, Vina?"
"What? No?"
"I would love that though..."
"Shut it!" I hissed, pushing him to the side. I took a quick shower, cleaning his cum off my body.
Soon, I slipped out of the bathroom and he followed after me. But then, I stopped, seeing Chris standing by the door with his brows furrowed.
"Chris... I..."
My hands slowly wrapped around my body, covering my naked boobs. But Shawn quickly pushed me behind him, facing Chris head-on.
"It doesn’t seem like you all need help..." He clicked his tongue, closing in on us.
"I want you all out my house." He pointed at the door. "Your brothers are waiting, leave."
I looked over Shawn’s shoulder, seeing how angry my friend was. I quickly pushed Shawn toward the door while bowing my head.
However, as we walked past Chris, he pulled on my wrist, "Davina can stay."
"What?" Shawn snapped to look at him, eyes narrowing with a chill that made the air freeze over.
The tension was heavy, pressing down on my chest as they stared each other down.