Chapter 39 039
LYKA
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I stiffened the moment Derrick rammed into me, his body pressing flush against mine as he made sure he fit. He paused, allowing me time to adjust to his size, and I clung to him as my breath came out in shallow gasps. When he started moving again, I gasped sharply, my fingers curling into the surface beneath me. This time, his thrusts were slow....agonizingly slow....as though he was deliberately holding back.
“Relax, I’m not going to hurt you,” Derrick said, his voice low and strained as he thrust in and out of me.
I turned my face away, blinking rapidly as pain surged through me again. But not long after, the ache began to fade, replaced by an unfamiliar warmth that spread through my body, melting my resistance. The pain dissolved into something dangerously close to pleasure, and my body betrayed me by responding to him.
Sensing the change, Derrick gradually increased his pace. His movements became more confident when he realized my face was no longer scrunched in pain. After some time, his thrusts grew faster, deeper, as he panted heavily, clearly relishing the release of his pent-up tension.
The pain I had felt earlier vanished completely, replaced by indescribable pleasure as Derrick plunged into me again and again. I found myself arching instinctively, needing more, not wanting him to stop. My body moved on its own, reacting to him in ways I had never experienced before.
“Ahhh!” I moaned loudly, no longer caring if anyone passing by could hear my voice.
Derrick groaned in response, clearly encouraged by my sounds, and he thrust harder, drawing more broken moans from my lips.
“Mhnnn!” My voice echoed around us as his movements grew rougher. He fondled my breasts with one hand while placing lingering kisses all over my body, his mouth hot against my skin. I dug my fingers into his back, gripping him tightly as if that was the only way to survive the overwhelming pleasure consuming me.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Derrick muttered, his voice thick with desire.
I felt something coil deep inside me, a strange tension building rapidly. Derrick seemed to sense it too, because his pace increased again, relentless and powerful. My body tensed suddenly, my breath hitching as the sensation became too intense to bear.
I noticed the change in his gaze....his eyes darkening, his expression tightening as his body stiffened. Instinctively, I pulled him down and crashed my lips against his. I kissed him desperately, my tongue sliding into his mouth as if grounding him would stop whatever was about to happen. I felt him relax slightly, and he resumed his thrusts without holding back.
“Ahhh!” We both cried out at the same time as pleasure shattered through me.
My body convulsed beneath him as we reached our climax together, and I felt him pour everything into me. My head fell back as my breath came out in ragged gasps.
Derrick eventually pulled away, and I lay there, trembling and exhausted, trying to steady my breathing. My chest rose and fell rapidly as my body struggled to recover. He leaned over me, placing gentle kisses along my back, his touch surprisingly tender.
Before I could fully register what was happening, he started moving again.
I lost track of how many times he took me after that. Time blurred, and all I could feel was the overwhelming mixture of exhaustion and pleasure. At some point, I was tempted to remind him that it was my first time, that my body couldn’t handle much more.
“I… I’m tired…” I whispered weakly.
Derrick slowed immediately, reducing his thrusts as he pressed kisses against my collarbone. Suddenly, I felt his teeth sink gently into my skin, and Alexia cooed loudly inside my head, thrilled at the closeness of our mate.
Are we going to be united now?
A soft smile spread across my lips as exhaustion finally claimed me. My body went limp as sleep pulled me under, and I was certain....absolutely certain....that Derrick would mark me before I woke up. The thought filled me with a strange warmth and comfort, but I was too tired to keep my eyes open.
I groaned softly as I stirred awake, my body aching pleasantly and painfully at the same time. Slowly, I pried my eyes open, blinking as I took in the dim surroundings. The place was unfamiliar, shadowed, and eerily quiet. I immediately noticed something was wrong.
Derrick wasn’t there.
I pushed myself up slightly, only for the fabric covering my naked body to slide down to my torso. A low groan escaped my lips as soreness flared through my limbs. That man was a monster....he hadn’t spared me at all. Not even once.
Despite the soreness, a smile crept onto my lips as memories of the night replayed in my mind. My hand drifted across my body, retracing the places he had touched, lingering on the sensations that still seemed to echo beneath my skin.
My fingers moved up to my neck....and froze.
“What… is this?” I whispered, my heart pounding.
My neck was bare. Completely blank.
Confusion slammed into me as I reached out to Alexia instinctively, but her response made my breath catch.
He didn’t mark us, she muttered softly.
I went completely still.
He didn’t mark us?
But why?