Chapter 46

DESIRE

CASSIE

His hesitation didn't matter because the monster in me was taking control of things, slamming itself against the walls of hell and not letting anyone escape its wrath.

Yet, who this person was, I couldn't recognize - it could all be in my head.

Like our dance of passion began, so was his movement - spontaneous.

I felt him slide himself in me, his tightness causing delicious friction and pain. My body quivered at his first thrust and I squealed. I couldn't keep the sound silent, and he felt me tensing. He pulled away and held me close, kissing my lips and my neck, where the emotion was still strong.

I knew I was now his. The thought that he could take me that easily made me squirm even more, so I tried to arch myself up and meet him thrust for thrust, but he held me still. My head was spinning, I could barely remember my name, let alone what was happening to me.

Something about being marked, or this incredible lust that I couldn't make sense of. Then I was the one squirming, ready to explode. He pushed me against the wall and lifted me up. He was so hard inside of me that I felt the pulsating of his fluid within me. His hands cupped my breasts, caressing and pinching my nipples. My nails dug into his shoulders, begging him for more. He laughed, and lifted me again, to stop me from pulling my nipples.

My hands wrapped around his shoulders and my head fell back in pleasure. He pulled me down, letting my weight fall onto his chest and he spread his legs, moving up as he went, holding my head with his hand and kissing my neck while he thrust back in me. His movements became more urgent and he whispered in my ear that he wanted me. His scent, his warmth, his insatiable need, my very essence - I wanted him. He felt me tense up again, he took a hold of my hips and forced himself in me again, deeper and harder.

All I could see was him, all I could feel was him. I wanted to cry in pleasure, but I wanted to beg in pain, too. I started to feel intense pain, it felt like I was getting split apart. I screamed - but not from pleasure. I screamed because the split apart continued, and I fell into a sort of hypnagogic state, one that was indescribable.

He thrust into me harder and harder, and I felt it happening, my body was being split apart, yet I didn’t want him to stop -whatever it was we were doing, it was working. I tried to scream for him to stop but it was too late. He had pushed me forward so that my neck was pressed against the wall and he entered again and only added to my pleasure.

Our moans mixed, becoming a sort of chorus, building, and building, and building to an inevitable climax.

His strokes were fast, but not to the point where I couldn't enjoy him fully. He did this deliberately. When he felt the power of our pleasure radiating from us, he raised me up and pinned me to the wall again, before rolling me onto my back and pulling out of me. He didn't let go of me when he pulled himself out, though - his hand was still wrapped around my breast.

He kissed me deeply, licking me from top to bottom. My body jerked as if I was having a seizure as his tongue played with my nipple, kissing me like it was my last meal on earth

Then he put his mouth over my breast and sucked on me. I felt like I was being eaten alive. This time, he moved my legs wide open and plunged himself into me from behind. I grabbed a handful of his hair and held him still as he entered me, loving the way his hands played with my breasts.

It didn't take long for me to be bouncing back and forth under the shower as the water washed over us with his thrusts, and I was now begging him to get more into me. He rubbed himself against my clit, getting me really wet and causing me to gasp as his fingers slid between my lips.

As he felt my arousal and moved himself in me more and more, I found him screaming my name in pleasure. His fingers were deep inside me, and I was pounding on him with all of my might.

The shower was working its magic on both of us - we were grunting like animals with pleasure and loving the heat of the water running over our naked bodies. I bit down on his shoulder as he told me he could feel his whole body throbbing. He put his hand on the wall behind me and pulled me back to his chest, still inside me. I still wanted more, and even in my deliria, I was surprised someone could ever match up with this insanity. He must be insane as well - I thought.

He slammed hard into me, not tiring. Maybe he was designed for me; for a moment like me when I was alone, bearing the pain of the full moon myself. He didn't say anything, but he was panting. I was panting. I must look just as insane as he did.

I didn't care. He squeezed me tightly to his chest, forcing his entire weight onto my back, and held his mouth over my nipple. He sucked the life out of me and made me completely forget about the world around me.

I'm having an orgasm from just thinking about how good this made me feel... I screamed again as his fingers slid against my clit. I couldn't help but writhe on the tiles as the hot water washed over my skin. My body shook with pleasure, my hips bucking up to his hard dick.

He thrust into me again, so hard I thought he was going to tear my pussy apart. I wrapped my legs around him and whispered "Don't stop." as loud as I could, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

He started speeding up even more, and then I felt the fireworks. The roof of my mouth felt like fire was shooting down my throat as I moaned in pleasure. I felt my body melt under his pounding, and I could feel the water dripping down my skin. As I peeked, I felt his semen running down my thighs.

***

When I woke up, my vision was blurry and I felt something warm and soothing on my cheeks. It felt like a full-length bathrobe and I wrapped it around myself. My entire body felt sore, and the headache in my head seemed to have been replaced with a shrilling noise. As I squirmed in my bed, I could feel a stinging sensation on my face. And I felt naked…

It took a few moments for me to fully realize what was going on. It was like, in fact, trapped in a dream… My neck hurt, the collar of the robe I was wearing dug into my skin, and I had to piss because my legs burned and still throbbed in pain.

Fleeting images of what happened the previous night breezed through my mind, but I thought I must have dreamt it. However, I couldn't contain the shock when I looked to my side, and Eric Bleu was lying half-naked under the sheets beside me. I felt myself freeze.

How did it happen?! I thought, in utter shock. “Did we…?”

Oh, shit!