Chapter 9

Elara

Our tongues clash as he kisses me like he has never kissed someone before, making me moan at the sheer ferocity of the way he is touching me. It is making me feel like nothing else is going to matter or happen in this moment, an ache filling me on the inside that is desperate for a lot more. I don't even know what is going through my head as I feel his hands on my body, making me feel more alive than I have felt in so long.

"You're so beautiful, my mate." He murmurs, sending an electric current though me that has me aching for a lot more, "I want you so badly. Please tell me it is okay."

I don't know why he is asking me considering the fact that he has been doing whatever he wants, and it didn't really matter. When I see the glimmering look in his eyes, it almost makes my heart skip a beat and I know there is no way that I'm going to deny him. I know this could be really dangerous and I don't know if I can fully trust him, but I have to do my best.

"Just hurry up and make love to me." I whisper in a hoarse tone, licking my bottom lip, "I'll handle it."

I couldn't be sure what to make of it but I'm going to do whatever she wants. It is nerve-wracking in itself, making me needy for a lot more but what else could come from it, I do not know. When I feel his hands moving over my body, touching me, caressing me, doing whatever he wants to me, I know there's nothing left for me to do. I ache for him in ways that have never been possible, but I do know that I'm going to win him over completely and he won't have any choice but to pick me.

I reach down his pants and wrap my hand around the monster in his jeans, making me shudder because it is bigger than I had originally thought. I don't even know how this is going to fit inside of me, a bit intimidated by it but there's no way that I'm going to hold back either. It's like something has spurred inside of me, a craving that is almost too much. I know that I can hold back, if Need be, but I don't.

I help him remove his clothing, tossing it aside with mine as well. I don't stop until I feel his bare skin against mine, making me whimper with need as I need so much more from him. I don't know precisely what he is going to do to me, but I do know there's no way I'm going to just hold myself back. When I want something, there's not going to be anything stopping me from getting it. When I see how he looks at me, I know he is feeling the same way.

"I want you so badly." He murmurs, his tone becoming more and more crass as he is a lot more tempted to do things to me, "I don't know how you managed to evade me but I'm not going to let you go again. You're mine and I'm going to make sure that you know it."

I love it, wetting my lips as I'm tempted for him to do a lot more to me. It is really scary, but I keep stroking his cock, teasing him a little bit in the same way he is teasing me.

"Do your worst." I offer him in a teasing tone.

I mean, what is the worst thing that he will do?

He lets out a low growl and he ends up picking me up, carrying me somewhere in the house. I don't know where he is going to take me, looking around curiously when he ends up coming into one of the bedrooms. Dropping my naked body down on the bed, he removes the rest of his clothing, revealing inch by glorious inch of his delectable frame. It makes me part my lips, becoming more and more aroused for him in ways that I never deemed possible. A part of me was tempted to ask him what else I could do about this, but I also don't quite know what to do besides what is happening now.

"Keep touching me." He instructs me, his eyes blazing, "don't stop until I tell you."

I don't know why he wants me to do that, but I listen. I let my fingers move along his body, amazed by what I am seeing. I have never seen a man so ripped before and it is quite obvious that he works out. I want him to do nasty, vile things to me, but I don't know if he will follow through with it. When I see how he looks at me, it is pretty clear what he wants to do. If I don't allow him to do it though, what more will end up happening?

He reaches lower, his eyes trained on mine as he sinks his finger inside of me, making me gasp out in shock. I didn't expect it at all, staring at him like he had just grown a second head. I didn't know him to be so bold and crass, the electricity coursing through my veins as I desperately want so much more from him. I don't know what he can give me, but I know what I need.

I just keep wondering if he feels the same way that I do.

"You're so tight and wet, I can't wait to stick my cock in you." He growls, showing me how aroused he really is, "what? Did you like it when I spoke dirty to you? I felt your walls clench hard around my fingers like you didn't want to let go."

I'm sure my face is a bright red and I couldn't believe he is doing this to me. His dirty talk is enough to make me feel like I'm almost a flood down there, almost embarrassing me but I know there's nothing truly to be embarrassed about. I know it's good that he makes me so aroused because if he didn't, I'm sure that would be a bit of a problem. I don't know what to make of it though, trying to decide precisely what is going to happen next between us.

If I knew it would turn out this way, I'm not so sure I would have gave in.

Fuck it, I want him to be mine…