Chapter 17

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R ed trembled beneath my touch, her body quivering with every breath, every kiss. I pulled away from her mouth, a string of spit still connecting us, and stared down at her flushed face. Even though her green eyes burned with lust, I needed to be sure she could handle more.

“You okay? Need a moment to catch your breath?” I asked, my lips caressing hers.

“I’m okay,” she responded, her breath coming in gasping bursts.

I stripped off my shirt, revealing the hard muscle underneath, sculpted from years of pushing my body to the limit.

Her eyes practically fucking bulged out of her head as she took all in. She licked her lips, her gaze lingering on my chiseled chest and the trail of hair that led down to my waistband. Her fingers slid across my chest, tracing the lines of my muscles with a carnal desire that matched my own.

She knew what the hell she wanted, and I was more than ready to give it to her.

“Does it hurt?” she asked faintly, her eyes tracing over my wound.

I was numb to the pain, used to it. My body had survived worse, so this was nothing. “I’ve been through worse,” I replied with a shrug.

Her fingers gently brushed against the bandage, the friction sending a jolt of both pain and pleasure through me and my eyes closed in pleasure.

I couldn’t admit it, but her touch was comforting.

“You’re so fucking stubborn,” she said, shaking her head.

I chuckled softly, my hand reaching up to brush a strand of wet hair from her face. “And you’re so fucking irresistible,” I said with a faint smile, my fingers slowly tracing her neck.

Her hand drifted lower, sliding toward the bulge that was straining against my pants. My cock throbbed painfully, already dripping precum from its tip. Her hands trembled with fucking excitement as the zipper slid down with a metallic sound.

As the zipper reached the bottom, her palm slipped inside, freeing my fully erect member from my boxers. She gasped, eyes wide, pupils blown with lust as she stared at my erection.

“See something you like?” I teased, reaching down between us as I wrapped one hand around my cock while using the other to guide her hips towards me.

“Damn, you are big,” she stated, looking down at me.

I chuckled, feeling her words ran through my brain like electricity as I felt the heat radiating from my groin.

“Tell me something I don’t know, sweetheart,” I replied confidently, a bit concerned that I might fill her tight hole to the brink of discomfort.

“Arrogant enough?” she asked, rolling her eyes and giving me a pouty look.

I grabbed her hand and forced it back around my cock, making her fingers wrap around my thick shaft. “I think I’m just perfect amount of arrogance for your taste.”

My breath caught in my throat as she started stroking me, her fingers working my cock as she pressed her wet pussy against my thigh.

Her thumb brushed the sensitive tip, making me bite my lip to keep from groaning too loud. I gripped her hips tight as she teased the base of my cock, playing with my balls, rolling them in her palm.

“Shit, you’re driving me fucking crazy,” I said, feeling my cock pulsing in her hand.

Her hand slid up and down my length, her thumb rubbing the tip of my shaft while her fingers played with my balls. She kept it slow, just enough to make me gasp, pushing me right to the edge without letting me fall.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Red,” I grunted, trying to contain my desire.

She worked her way up and down my length with a constant rhythm, her thumb applying just enough pressure to create friction along my sensitive head while her other fingers massage my balls. She kept her pace steady, maintaining a delicious tension that made my head fall back.

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my thighs as Red’s hand continued to pump my cock faster, her thumb flicking over the tip, making my precum drip down her fingers. Every inch of me was tight, coiled up with need. The look in her eyes said it all—she fucking loved having me like this, hanging by a thread, desperate and out of control.

And I enjoyed every bit of it.

My hips jerked, completely involuntary, the pleasure surging through me. I was right there, teetering on the edge, and she fucking knew it. It was torture. Delicious, agonizing torture.

I forced myself to pull away from her hand, leaving a trail of precum on her palm.

“Do not test me, little one,” I whispered as I was about to explode into her hand. “You’re going to make me cum.”

I grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back hard, forcing her to look up at me with wide, startled eyes.

My lips captured hers, taking control of the kiss as my tongue forced its way into her mouth like I owned it. My cock pulsed against her thigh as I pressed it against her leg, leaving a wet spot where it rested against her skin.

I drew back slightly to look into her beautiful eyes before slamming my lips back onto hers once more. My tongue pushed past her lips and invaded her mouth, seeking out every taste and texture as I explored every part of her tongue and teeth with a wild abandonment.

“Just the thought of having my dick buried inside you makes me want to come right now,” I whispered into her mouth.

Her hands ran down my back and over my abs, her fingers digging into my skin. “Then what are you waiting for, Lieutenant?”

Yes, Ma’am.

My hand reached out and grabbed hold of her chin firmly, forcing her head to stay in place while I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance, teasing the tip right against her soaked folds. I was ready to plunge in, but something stopped me.

As much as I wanted to be inside her without a barrier separating us, I couldn’t fucking risk it.

“Shit, I don’t have any condoms,” I said in a husky whisper.

Red leaned in closer, her breath hot against my ear as she whispered, “I’m on birth control.”

I felt like a complete jerk, knowing that if I didn’t tell her, she might think I was being careless or just plain irresponsible.

“I’ve always used condoms with other women,” I assured her, craving her fucking touch.

Her hands found their way to my face, fingers digging into my scruff as she stole away my breath with her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around my lower lip and sucked gently, taking away my ability to form words.

“Doctors are tested regularly in the camp,” she purred, continuing to press her soft, wet mouth against mine. “I am clean.”

That was all I needed to hear.

I gripped her hips tightly as I began to push forward, my fingers digging into her ass as I thrusted slowly inside her wet channel.

Even though I was desperate to pound her like a fucking animal, I forced myself to slow down, taking my time to savour each delicious moment as I slid my veiny member inside her cunt.

I felt the heat envelop me as her inner walls clenched around my cock, almost squeezing me painfully. Her juices flowed over my length, making me even more eager to fill her up completely, while her muscles clamped down on me, refusing to let go. With each stroke, I could feel her inner muscles constrict around me, milking my shaft relentlessly.

“Fuck,” I moaned, “you’re so tight.”

And she felt fucking amazing.

She began to move more slowly, using her hips to grind against my pelvis as she controlled the pace of our movements, causing me to moan loudly as I tried to resist the urge to grab her hips and fuck her senseless.

She teased me with her tight, velvety walls, making me wait for what felt like eternity before allowing me to sink deeper into her warmth. With each inch that separated us, my control was slipping away, replaced by an overwhelming desire to claim her as my own and take her with a brutal force that would leave no doubt as to who owned her body.

But fuck, she controlled the pace, riding me slow, making me beg without a single word.

“Fuck, Rogue, this feels so good,” she cried out, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“So do you,” I replied, biting down her bottom lip.

The sound of flesh slapping together covered the water noise as Red rode me slowly, my balls churning with each thrust. My hand moved down to grab hold of her ass, pulling her closer to me as I continued to pound away at her.

My free hand wrapped around her throat, holding her head in place as I used my grip to pull her head back slightly, forcing her to look into my cold eyes.

“That’s it, you little tease.”

Red giggled, tracing a finger along the edge of my jaw. “Is that so?” she countered, with a flirtatiously raised eyebrow.

I released her throat, but held onto her hips as I turned her around, pressing her tits against the shower wall. I positioned myself behind her and grabbed her hips, pulling her into place so that her ass is pushed out towards me and her pussy was aligned perfectly with my cock.

Reaching between her legs, I guided my erection to the entrance of her pussy, slamming back into her hole with a loud thud. Feeling the warmth and wetness envelop me, I pushed forward until I was buried deep within her slick folds. Red’s ass clenched around me tightly as I began to smacking myself inside of her, her tits jiggling and bouncing with each powerful thrust.

“Oh, fuck!”

Red gasped, caught off guard by how deep I was, but her body quickly melted into it, her legs shaking as she adjusted to the brutal pace I set. I wasn’t gentle—fuck that.

Her legs quivered as she tried adjusting to the new sensation, while I grasped her hips even more tightly, holding onto her firmly as I pumped into her from behind.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I growled, biting into her neck.

She squeezed her eyes shut, grinding back against me, like her pussy couldn’t get enough of my cock, and hell, I wasn’t complaining. I was deep in her, balls pressed up against her ass, and she still wanted more.

“R—Rogue…” she moaned my name and I was dizzy, aroused as hell and about to erupt.

I brought my hand to her clit, using my thumb to rub circles around her sensitive nub and applying just enough pressure to build her orgasm.

My thrusts became more powerful as I pushed harder and faster, trying to hit that spot inside of her that would make her scream mine name with ecstasy.

“ROGUE!” she screamed, her orgasm crashing over her, and I grinned like a fucking madman.

Exactly, sweetheart.

She tightened around my dick even more, squeezing and milking every drop of pleasure from me with an intensity that almost brought me to the edge of my own orgasm. Her juices flowed freely over my length, coating my shaft as I continued to pound into her, feeling her body tremble with delight.

"Fuck! Red!"

My pace quickened, unable to hold back any longer and with a final, powerful thrust, I released my load, filling her womb with my hot, creamy seed until I emptied myself fully.

I let out a low, guttural moan as my orgasm ripped through me, my muscles tensing and releasing with every spurt.

I fucking swear, it was the most mind-blowing, earth-shattering fuck I had ever experienced.

“You alright?” I asked, still panting, my cock softening inside her.

"Y—Yeah…”

Red’s lips parted, but before she could answer, her legs gave away, and she lost her balance.

In a split second, I reacted, lunging forward to catch her. “Here, I got you,” I said, breathing fast.

My hands gripped her waist, holding her steady as she looked up at me with those mesmerizing eyes. The water continued to pour down, and her body still leaned forward against me, making my heart beat faster.

I held her tight, not wanting to let her go, even though I knew deep down that I couldn’t give her what she wanted. I was a goddamn mess, a fucking empty shell consumed by rage and vengeance. I didn’t have the emotions to invest in her, to offer her anything other than a rough, wild fuck that left us both breathless.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, imprinting it into my memory like I was trying to merge our souls together.

I wanted to hold her close, to feel the warmth of her body against mine, and pretend that in another life, in different circumstances, we could have a chance. But reality was a cruel bitch, and it had dealt us a shitty hand.

The way she felt, the way we fucked, the way we temporarily loved—if you could even call it that—it was fucking perfect.

I kissed her hungrily, my lips desperate for her taste, allowing myself to imagine what could have been, even though I knew it would never happen.

This tangled mess of limbs was all we could ever be.