Chapter 190: The Rawest Side Of You [Part 3]
I had no intention of using it because I was desperate for that experience again, that side of Drevon knowing he wasn’t holding back, for I knew that was the rawest side of him. I wanted everything without question.
Drevon kicked my legs apart and raised my gown. The cool air kissed my skin, and I shivered slightly, a smile stretching my lips.
I felt his hand pressed down on my back to keep me in place, and before I could make out his next move, he rammed his cock into me.
I can’t breathe. I don’t think the rest of me was alive from the onset. The tension where we were joined was beyond what I could imagine. The friction to my entire body was equivalent to being strangled, starving for air, amidst meeting that lightless that got your body numb.
Inexplicable pleasure wrapped me like a spiral, and the sharp crack of the platform told me it wouldn’t last if Drevon kept going like this.
I knew Drevon had vigour, how he would go on and on until I was exhausted, but this? This was something else entirely, as if he was giving me a taste of what should have been. Lycans were wild in intimacy, and this just proved what I read about them.
He was truly holding out on me.
I honestly thought I was going to die if this went on; there was only so much my petite body could take. Drevon was massive, and with every thrust, my heart nearly stopped.
It was at the tip of my tongue to say my safe word, but I was ravaged by the intensity, squeezing my entire body like my bones would break and my skin would peel off.
It was too much, too much that I couldn’t invoke a sound.
Drevon growled loudly and pressed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me to his body.
"Say it!" he growled, barely able to get the words out.
It wasn’t over yet, and I wanted more.
I yelped when he pushed me down, but this time, my hands braced at the edge of the platform, I faced the floor as I was roughly rammed from behind, a whimper released from me, breaking moans and rapid breathing.
My toes hurt from staying on their tips, and I ached all over. Don’t get me started on where we connected.
I wheezed, short of breath.
"H-H-H-Hhaaahhh–nnn-n-nhh-h-h-h... D-Drevon...Aaahhhn–!"
Drevon’s hand grasped my neck, and he pulled me back once again, his pumps far from stopping, and I didn’t want him to, please not now! My body can’t handle this, and yet I wanted him to keep going. I don’t care if he breaks me.
My eyes moved to Drevon; his canine had dropped, and the black veins had covered his face entirely, his eyes glowing a wild crimson. I could feel his sharp nails pressing into my neck.
I was close, and I think Drevon was too, due to how my insides clenched, although I knew he was only increasing. It got to a point that Drevon couldn’t move his cock freely within me, and the pressure got us suffocating. The moment it dissipated, Drevon filled me up more than ever before.
As darkness overtook me, I caught a glimpse of Drevon’s reshaped features.
~•~
My entire body was like it was pressed by a boulder; I couldn’t move my limbs without groaning in discomfort.
I flickered my eyes open, and everything blurred until it cleared. I was back in our chambers, the fresh scents covering my body made me realize Drevon had cleaned me up, but I was naked, the cool air pleasant for my skin, and eased the aches. Don’t get me started on the soft sheets.
I heard soft clangs. I veered my gaze quickly to a fully naked Drevon drinking from a goblet.
I licked my lips, admiring his behind. He set the goblet on the table and neared the bed, crawling towards me like a predator prowling his prey. His hand pressed against my knees and spread them open.
"Dre—" I couldn’t finish because his lips were at my core.
I gripped the sheet tightly, sighing in relief at the feel of his tongue. He didn’t aim for pleasure, I could tell by the movement that he was trying to ease me there.
I hissed, a slight pained expression morphing on my face.
"Silly girl," he mumbled, hovering above me. "You had no intention of using your safeword, did you?"
I smiled.
"I could have hurt you."
"But you didn’t." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. "You were perfect."
His gaze softened. "You surprised me, Eloise. I recall how much you panicked when you told me about your lessons."
"Too late for that now."
"What we did made me shift briefly. Your body could have suffered more damage." He stroked his hand at my core to prove his point, and I hissed.
"You being part snowblood helps. You will heal faster, but that doesn’t change the fact that you won’t break."
"I should count myself lucky."
"Lucky?" Drevon was not happy with this.
"I want to do it again."
"Eloise—"
"I want to accept that part of you, too."
He exhaled sharply. "As much as your words warm my heart, it’s—"
"No?"
"I didn’t say that."
"But you were, given how this conversation is going."
"We’re still having a conversation. Perhaps let me finish my words before—"
I bite him, shoving my fangs into his skin to have a taste.
"You were saying?"
He placed his hand on my neck and held me down. "Silly girl."
I licked my lips. "I was thirsty."
"No... You were trying to end this conversation."
"I don’t know what you’re talking about. Besides, we have all the time in the world to discuss it. How about we do less talking and more doing?"
"Nice try."
I giggled, using my tongue on the red spot; there were many, and seeing them made something dominant unleashed from me. I was proud of my work, and I wanted every woman to see it.