Chapter 55 - Hot and Thick (Ivy's POV)
Chapter 55 - Hot and Thick (Ivy's POV)
He shoved his pants and boxers down and then his cock sprang free, hot and thick against my thigh. We’d done this before, but every time I was startled by his sheer size. A mix of apprehension and raw desire flooded me. My core clenched, already aching to be filled despite the twinge of worry at how he’d ever fit.
Damian’s rough palm slid down my thigh, pushing my legs further apart. I felt exposed and vulnerable and desperate all at once. He met my eyes, his own blazing nearly black with need. “Tell me you want this,” he growled, voice barely human.
My pride screamed at me to say no, to shove him away, to deny him the satisfaction. But my body had other ideas. The head of his cock nudged at my entrance and a ragged moan tore from my throat. Any defiance I had melted into pure craving, radiating out from my very bones. “I… I want it,” I admitted in a broken whisper, hating how needy I sounded even as the words spilled out. Heat burned in my cheeks. “Please, Damian… f-fuck me.”
The last thread of restraint in his gaze disintegrated. With a feral snarl, he slammed his hips forward, burying himself fully inside me in one hard thrust. My world exploded.
“Ahhh—!” I screamed as he stretched me beyond imagination. The pain was sharp but fleeting, quickly drowned by overwhelming fullness. He was buried to the hilt, so deep I swear I could feel him in my belly. I was distantly aware of my inner walls spasming, struggling to accommodate his girth.
“Shit,” Damian hissed above me, arms trembling as he held himself still. “You okay?”
I was panting, nails digging crescents into my own palms where my hands clutched the sheets. It was so much… too much… and yet not enough. I forced my eyes open to find him staring down at me, jaw clenched, sweat beading at his temple as he reined himself in. The fact that he was waiting—that he could show that tiny mercy—sent a confusing swirl of emotion through me I didn’t want to name.
That was when I lured him desperately in.
His control snapped and he started moving, pulling out almost all the way only to slam back into me. The air punched from my lungs. He set a brutal pace, fucking me hard and fast, and any coherent thought I had scattered to the wind.
I clung to him as he ravaged me, my legs locking around his hips. Each powerful thrust rubbed against a spot inside me that made fireworks burst behind my eyelids. Pleasure, coiled tight in my core, now unfurled with each relentless drive of his cock. I couldn’t stop the cries spilling from my lips—wordless moans and gasps mixed with his name.
Damian groaned into my ear, low and guttural, and the sound sent a thrill through every inch of me. Yes. I wanted more of that—I wanted to make him lose himself completely. Half delirious with lust and anger and love (though I refused to call it that), I bit down on his shoulder, hard enough to leave marks. He snarled and pistoned into me even faster.
Tension built inside me, hotter and tighter with every slam of his hips. I scratched my nails down his back—I wanted to mark him, claim him somehow in return for how thoroughly he was claiming me. His answering growl was feral, animalistic. My body sang with fierce satisfaction at drawing that out of him.
“Ivy… fuck,” he grunted, voice strained. I felt his thrusts grow erratic, slamming deep, hitting that perfect spot over and over. I was hurtling toward climax, a coil in me winding unbearably tight.
Suddenly his hand snaked between us to rub my aching clit in quick, ruthless circles. That was it—that was my undoing. My orgasm crashed into me like a tidal wave.
I threw my head back and screamed as ecstasy detonated through me. My vision whited out. My entire body convulsed—hips bucking, inner walls clamping rhythmically around Damian’s cock. A gush of wet heat flooded out of me; I dimly registered the wetness squirting between us as my climax tore me apart.
Through the roar of blood in my ears, I heard Damian shout my name. His rhythm stuttered and he drove into me one last time, burying himself impossibly deep. His cock jerked inside me as he let go. I felt the hot rush of his cum filling me and it triggered aftershocks that wrung whimper after whimper from my throat.
He collapsed against me, catching most of his weight on his forearms but still pressing me into the mattress. I was trembling violently, still caught in the tail end of bliss. My mind was a hazy, floating mess. I couldn’t remember what I was so upset about, why I ever thought I could resist this… resist him.
We lay there tangled, gasping for air. Damian’s face was buried in the crook of my neck; I felt the warmth of his breath as he panted. After a moment, he shifted, rolling us onto our sides without slipping out of me. I was too boneless to protest. In truth, the feel of him still inside, the gentle twitches of his softening cock, sent a lazy current of satisfaction through me.
He pulled a blanket over our damp, naked bodies and wrapped a heavy arm around my waist, spooning me against his chest. I stiffened slightly—somehow the intimacy of this cuddling alarmed me more than the sex—but I was too exhausted to move. And it… it felt good. Infuriatingly good to be held like this.
Damian pressed a tender kiss to the top of my head. I closed my eyes, swallowing against the sudden tightness in my throat. How dare he be gentle now? How dare he make my heart twist with something dangerously like… hope?
His breathing evened out; he was falling asleep with me locked in his arms. I remained awake, my body spent but my mind churning. Anger, fear, and a strange contentment warred inside me. What had I done? I gave in again, let him claim my body—and worse, my heart was slipping dangerously closer to his grasp. Each time we collided like this, it got harder to pretend I could keep my heart separate.
Let him enjoy this victory tonight. Come morning, I’d remember who I was—and what I’d lost. I’d remember that the man sleeping so soundly behind me was the same one whose cruelty nearly broke me. I wouldn’t let tender kisses and amazing sex blind me.