Chapter 197 Chapter 197
“Mhh, that’s true,” he said. The entrancing red of his eyes gleamed, and that was the only warning she got before he plunged his fingers into her. Valerie arched her back, gasping at the unexpected intrusion, but she soon melted under his touch, letting out soft mewls and sighs. Other than before, he now moved his fingers faster, reaching deeper. His index and middle fingers made a scissoring motion that had her lust explode. She had been so needy for him that this was enough to bring her close to her high. Her pants became uneven and ragged as the tension in her stomach exploded.
White-hot passion flooded her, and she stilled, her lips parted open as she drowned in pleasure. “Ah,” she moaned when his fingers inside her continued to curl. Oversensitive from her orgasm, she quivered on the sheets. His hand was coated in her juices, and when he finally removed it, she sighed, slumping down on the mattress. He pulled her panties down and discarded them, exposing her completely.
Valerie gazed at him with hooded eyes, meeting his greedy gaze, seeing the barely restrained lust crackling within it. He breathed heavily, having sensed her powerful orgasm through their bond—and it hadn’t left him unaffected. His pupils were wide, and he licked his lips as he inched closer to her. The large bulge in his pants was impossible to ignore, so she decided that she had to do something about that. She got on her hands and knees, briefly stealing a kiss from his flushed lips before her hands moved to his belt.
She opened it, unzipping his leather pants. He growled lowly at the friction this caused, bucking his hips towards her. Valerie smirked, enjoying the control she had over him—usually, she would submit to him, but not right now. She made him lean his back against the headboard, enjoying his intoxicated gaze that was focused solely on her.
Maxwell’s silver chain was askew, having slipped down a bit in the heat of the moment. The black choker he wore around his neck looked sinfully good on him. With his white hair being messy and his toned chest heaving in desire, he was irresistible. She swallowed hard, overcome by her strong feelings for him.
Valerie wanted him to enjoy this too, straddling his thighs and finally freeing his cock. Taking his tip in her mouth, she made him moan in pleasure. He must have been starving for her touch, was so hard it had to be painful. As soon as she sank on him, he threw his head back in pure bliss. She knew his preferences and touched him just the way he wanted her to, sucking on him as if he were a lollipop.
“Fuck,” he uttered, clenching his jaw. “Right there.”
Her mouth was hot around him, her tongue tracing his length. Seeing her like this was so fucking sexy, he couldn’t get enough of it. Losing all of his self-restraint, he bucked his hips into her mouth, his hand grabbing her hair.
“You’re taking me so damn well,” he panted, biting his lower lip hard.
She glanced up at him, taking in the raw pleasure on his face. It showed a certain vulnerability that she rarely saw in him. His pretty lips were parted in a silent scream, cheeks flushed, and his eyes half-lidded as he met her gaze. He was gorgeous like this—and she took it as an invitation to continue sucking him off.
Her vigor paid off. Not much later, he came down her throat, and she swallowed all of it. Time seemed to slow when his orgasm washed over her, electricity shooting down her body and pooling in her core. She leaned against his chest, holding on to him for support while he caught his breath. Her eyes were glossy, her cheeks red. His hand cupped her jaw, tilting her head up.
“You’re so fucking irresistible,” he growled.
His thumb prodded at her lips, and she parted them, sucking on his finger while holding his gaze. The red of his iris glowed brightly with want as his eyes followed her lips, watching as they sucked on his digit. She released him, saliva dripping down her chin. The way she looked at him had him swallow hard. The desperate longing in her eyes made something delicate and precarious in him shatter.
All rational thoughts in his mind were gone in an instant. He could only focus on her—he wanted to make her his, wanted to hear her screaming his name as he filled her.
His movements were erratic and impatient when he took off his remaining clothes. It shouldn’t be possible, but he was already hard again—demons were something else indeed. Valerie bit down on her bottom lip when he flipped them over and turned her on her back, caging her beneath him. When he lay between her spread legs, she felt his naked skin flush with hers. He gazed down at her, his tongue darting out and wetting his lips. Long fingers traced the inside of her thighs, grazing a spot where she was particularly sensitive.
Valerie moaned, wishing for him to stop delaying. She wanted him now, and she was about to combust from all the heat in her body. It burned beneath her skin. Suddenly, he shifted a bit, and she felt his hardness at her entrance, not penetrating her yet.
Maxwell couldn’t wait to make her writhe and beg underneath him. The lust within him was like a black hole that swallowed him completely. He couldn’t withstand it and let himself be taken over by it. When she ground her lower half against him, he groaned wantonly, his red eyes darkening with raw desire. He wanted her—no, he needed her.
“Take me,” she pleaded, her eyes delirious and her pink lipstick smeared. In his eyes, she was ravishing. “Please. I’m yours.”
“Of course you are,” he smirked. He smelled her sweet arousal, and his hand wandered deeper, dipping into her and eliciting another desperate whimper from her.
“Please, Maxwell,” she begged. “I… I want you inside of me.”
The carnal desire in his ruby eyes hit her like a bullet, and her breath hitched. She didn’t resist when he took her wrists and pinned them down above her head. He had lost the last bit of his patience. She instinctively opened her legs wider to give him better access, and he didn’t hesitate, entering her in one sharp thrust.