Chapter 79 THE LAST RIDE
Ginnie
Varkos’s eyes are almost blown wide, dazed with the aftershocks of what I just did to him. But before he can say anything more, I straddle him fully, my knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips.
Intentionally refusing to cover myself, I let my transparent nightgown slip off one shoulder, baring my breasts to the cool night air, which makes him stare hungrily.
“Ginnie…” His voice comes out rough, almost wrecked. “You’re going to kill me tonight.”
“Good…because I want you to fuck me until you forget your own name. Until your body is numb and the only thing left in your head is how deep I can take you.”
His hands clamp onto my hips with instinct hard enough to bruise, followed by a low growl that rumbles through his chest.
I grind down slowly, letting my wet heat slide along the length of him. He’s hardening with thick, hot, insistent again as I reach between us, wrap my fingers around him, and guide his thick, hard length to my entrance.
“Look at me,” my voice comes out as a soft command.
His eyes snap to mine, and I sink in one slow, deliberate motion—taking every thick inch until my ass meets his thighs and he’s buried to the hilt.
“Fuck… you’re so fucking tight,” he rasps. “Always so fucking perfect.”
Immediately I continue, not giving him space to adjust, riding him slowly at first, rolling my hips in tight circles that drag his cock against every sensitive spot inside me.
I brace my hands on his chest, digging my nails into the fresh claw marks. Then lean forward so my breasts brush his lips.
“Suck them,” the words roll out shamefully from my tongue. “Suck my breasts so hard… like you own them.”
He obeys instantly, and his mouth gulps onto one nipple, as he grazes it with his teeth, using his tongue to flicker the tip while his hands squeeze my ass, urging me faster.
I speed up my riding motions on his cock, slamming down harder, the sound of wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.
“That’s it,” my voice slipped out low and filthy. “Come on! Fuck your human whore…Use me…fill me. I want to feel you so deeply tomorrow I’ll still be sore when I walk.”
His hips snap upward to meet mine, brutal, but perfect, and a broken sound tears from his throat. “Say it again,” he growls against my breast.
“I’m your whore tonight, Alpha…your dirty little secret. Your weakness, and I love it. Just look how hard you get when I talk like this. I love feeling you throb inside me like you’ll die if you don’t come again.”
I ride him faster, relentless, with every downwards stroke grinding my clit against his pelvis. Sweat slicks our bodies, and my hair sticks to my neck, Varkos’s lips part slightly, like he's losing himself exactly the way I needed.
I lean down and bite his earlobe.
“Imagine me swallowing every drop while you’re still inside me…begging you to fill me until it leaks down my thighs for days.”
The words snap something inside him. He slides his hands up my back, then grips my shoulders to pull me down harder.
“Ginnie—fuck—I’m—”
“Not yet,” I gasp, slowing just enough to torture him. “Not until you feel every second of it…I want you to remember exactly who owns this cock tonight.”
I deliberately clench around him tight, the rhythmic pulses making his thighs tremble beneath me.
“You’re evil,” he groans, half-laughing, half-desperate to cum so badly. At the same time, my lips curl at the edge into a sweet and wicked smile.
“You love it? Don’t you?”
But I don’t wait for him to answer, I begin to ride him hard and fast, thrusting deeper like I’m trying to break him. My breasts bounce with every slam, shameless moans tearing out of me, loud, broken, echoing off the entire bedroom.
“Feel how wet I am for you? That’s all you…Only you. I get soaked just thinking about your cock splitting me open.”
“Fuck me harder, Varkos...Fuck me as you hate me.” I continue, “I want your cum so deep it marks me from the inside.”
I can feel his body trembling now, as sweat rolls down his forehead. The powerful Alpha who killed two enforcers tonight is unraveling beneath me, completely at my mercy.
I reach behind me, cup his balls, then roll them gently while I keep riding. A guttural roar tears from his throat, it sounds raw, uncontrollable as he arches his back on the bed.
“Ginnie—fuck—I’m coming—can’t—stop—”
I slam down one final time, grinding hard, clenching around him like a vice. Before I can realize anything, Varkos’s cock pulses violently inside me, hot and thick jets flood me so deep I feel it everywhere.
His cum bursts out wave after wave, as he digs his fingers into my thighs, almost bruising my hips emptying himself. I ride him slowly, gentle through every pulse, milking him until there’s nothing left.
When the last drop fades, he collapses back onto the mattress, completely worn out with his chest heaving rapidly. While his cock is still inside me, softening, but he can’t move.
I stay still for a long moment, listening to his breathing even as it grows out into the deep, like an exhausted rhythm of someone who has been thoroughly, mercilessly drained.
But my chest is hammering for an entirely different reason now, then I lean down and press a soft kiss to his forehead.
“I love you,” the words leave my mouth like a truth and a lie twisted together. But Varkos doesn’t answer, he is already sliding exhausted into a heavy, post-orgasm sleep.
Carefully, I lift myself off him. His cock slips out with a wet sound, followed by a slow trickle of his release down my thigh. I don’t wipe it away, I grab my nightgown, put it in carefully, and slip out of the room quietly.
As I reach the door, I pause and glance back at him one last time, spread out on the bed like a fallen god, with his chest rising and falling, his face peaceful in a way I’ve rarely seen.
“I’m so sorry for doing this to you,” I mutter to myself. Then I silently shut the door, glancing at an empty corridor that was still wrapped in that dangerous quiet.
It’s now or never Ginnie.