Chapter 36 Twisted Souls
Lila POV
With his hot, hungry gaze etched on my breasts he bit into his lower lip, his feral hunger causing me to suck in a breath. In that moment I loved the way he looked at me.
I delighted in the fact that something about me provoked the lustful greed that painted his face with shadows of untamed desire. It intensified my own sordid hunger, tightening every muscle with bittersweet anticipation.
He placed a palm against my cheek, pulling his thumb down my lips. “The things I could do to you, little pet. All the ways I could push your body to the edge, easing you over every damn time.”
A finger traced down my naked shoulder sending shivers over my skin. “The games we could play, the boundaries we could push together.
We would be like fucking dynamite, and I would make sure your body detonated every goddamn time I touched you.”
I gasped when he cupped my breast, tugging at my nipple hard. I closed my eyes, relishing his firm, aggressive touch as waves of pleasure crashed against my body’s need for more.
“We would set each other on fucking fire, little pet.”
I closed my eyes as his fingertips continued to tug and pull my nipple. “I’m already on fire.”
Within a split second the tie around my neck tightened to a point where I could hardly manage a breath. And then my entire world shattered when I felt his warm mouth against mine not kissing, not seducing, but claiming, taking…owning.
His tongue thrust deep inside my mouth, lips forced hard against lips, teeth grazing against teeth. My body melted, my soul set on fire. There were no thoughts of kidnappings, severed fingers, or dead twin brothers only thoughts of carnal desires and erotic pleasures.
Tingles, shivers, and every goddamn feeling known to any woman spread through my body when he placed his hands on my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh.
A low, guttural moan echoed from the back of his throat before he twisted me around, his hands gripping my thighs painfully. With one swift move he pulled me onto his lap, and I gasped at the contact.
“Oh God.” I whimpered when I felt his body against my back, his hard cock beneath my ass. Greedy palms claimed my breasts, kneading, gripping, tugging, and pinching painfully, yet decadently.
The tie twisted around my neck and he pulled me back, bringing his one hand up to my chin forcing my face to the side so that his mouth could collide with mine.
The sound of our wet kisses resonated between my prison walls, our rapid breaths crashing against the confined space.
“Your body taunts me, little pet. It torments me by provoking an irrepressible need for me to be inside you.” He flexed beneath me, an overpowering surge of raw need shooting up my spine and settling in my core.
“I won’t be free of this torture until I’ve fucked you. The cruel temptation of being able to feel you from the inside is just too goddamn much for me to resist.”
“Jesus.” I whimpered, his words catapulting me into a zealous state of desire, my body shamelessly rocking back and forth on top of him, feeling the hardness that hid beneath his pants. I needed more.
The tie tightened and my eyes rolled closed when he cupped me between my legs, spreading my lips while dragging a finger through my slit.
“Your body wants me, lila. You’re soaked with need…for me.”
With one hand I felt him untie his pants behind me, and like the needy little slut I was I lifted my ass allowing him to push his pants down just enough to free his cock.
The anticipation of feeling him inside me was burning like an inferno, threatening to turn me into nothing but ash. My body was primed to take him, to let him fill me to the brim.
I sat back down, feeling his warm hardness against my wet lips, and we both moaned in unison. He jerked the tie forcing my head back, and I flexed my hips forward.
“Don’t stop moving those greedy hips of yours, little pet. Show me how much your body needs me.”
And I did. I bared every ounce of need that consumed me by rocking my hips shamelessly on top of him. My body was already climbing, his forbidden touch spiraling me into a state of euphoria faster than I could stop it.
He reached beneath me, and with a firm hand he pushed against my back bending me forward slightly, dragging the head of his cock through the slit of my ass.
“Do you want it, lila? Do you want what I have to give?”
It was another battle between my body and my head. But this battle was over much quicker than the last one, my body winning before my head even had a chance. Honestly, Nico catapulted my body toward winning the second he forced me to go on my knees.
He flexed hard, and I moaned.
“Tell me you fucking want it, or by God I won’t give it to you.”
“Yes. I want it.”
The tie jerked me back, the force causing pain to flare up in my throat. Two strong hands gripped my hips and lifted me with one quick swoop.
The second he had his cock positioned at my entrance, he let go and I took all of him. I cried out, the pain and pleasure of his cock stretching me without giving me any chance to adjust to his hardness invading my body, sent ripples of indulgence up my spine.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” His arms came up beneath mine, cupping my breasts, and I moved my hips. That’s when he roared like a demon possessed animal, wrapping his arm tight around my middle keeping me in place as he started to thrust into me relentlessly.
More and more he gave it to me, harder and harder, faster and faster, my body teetering on the edge. He impaled me with every thrust, driving into me as deep as he could go.
My body was utterly consumed by him, possessed by the decadent satisfaction that emanated from where he claimed me so fiercely.
Removing his arm from my middle he dipped his hand between my legs, and the second his finger touched my clit, my muscles tightened as an aching need for release swept through me.
My body quivered from the pleasure that wracked through me, the way he worked that soft little nub to a point where I couldn’t stop shaking. And then his hand was gone.
“No!” I cried out as my body wailed in protest. I was right there. I was right fucking there on the edge, ready to be pushed over while his merciless cock insistently drove into me.
Jerking my arm down he placed my hand between my legs, and nipped my ear before saying, “Touch yourself while feeling me deep inside your core.”
And I did. I was too far gone to care, too riled up to remember any modesty. My body had one goal, and one goal only…release.