Chapter 100 INSIDIOUS TRAP
Ixora's eyes widened as she felt her ass almost splitting in two. He's too much to handle, stretching her wider at every inch.
It doesn't fit!
"Y..."
"I warned you, firefly," he said, pulling out completely.
She released a heavy breath, trying to calm her heart, but he thrusted in, sharper and deeper than the first.
Her chest slammed on the table, as she felt her middle at the point of tearing.
She didn't expect it to be this painful. Her middle stretched to its widest limit.
She moaned, breathing heavily as he settled inside of her.
He didn't move, just letting her feel the whole of him inside her.
Ixora tried raising her chest, but he pulled out to his tip before going in, gently this time.
Butterflies filled her stomach as she felt something other than pain taking over.
The pain was slowly getting replaced with pleasure as he began inching in and out.
Her ass wrapped around his dick, and that made him groan.
They were soft and provided him with warmth. They could make him go crazy, not crazy, to the mental asylum. Why say crazy when he was far from normal?
"Flame," the word escaped her lips in a moan as she whimpered, pressing her palm on the table.
His dick hit her hard. Pleasures weaved through her in the best way she had thought didn't exist.
"That's right, firefly. I am the flame meant to destroy you," he collared her neck from the back and turned her neck to him.
He molded their lips together, hitting every nerve and fiber inside her.
Her back arched, and the table felt the hardness of his fuck.
He was fucking her like there was no tomorrow, and the table shook under her.
She moaned into his mouth, igniting his buried desires.
Her palms folded on the shaking table.
She broke the kiss, throwing her head backward as her eyes rolled to the back.
She screamed as intense pleasure rushed down her stomach.
Her voice filled the walls, turning the silent outhouse into a sin house. It recorded the words she was spilling. Every single word.
Her voice cracked as she felt something running through her faster than a tsunami.
Her chest heaved, raspy, broken breath escaping her nose as she reached the brink of exploding.
"I'm about to come!"
"Don't," he commanded, his tone dangerous and warning.
He pulled out.
He held her waist in a possessive grip. Possessive enough to leave handprints on her. Her head couldn't process the thing as he went into her from the front.
Her head fell, facing upright as he filled her with his dick.
"Fuck."
She saw stars before her, heaven as well as her hands gripped on his shoulders, strongly.
Her heart raced, playing a jazz drum as tears of pleasure gathered in her eyes.
Drexton growled as her cunt took in the whole of him in a tight, warm wrap.
It's now that he's realizing that she couldn't be compared to all those women he fucked back then. They were nothing when it came to her.
The pleasures were all there. The warmth of her pussy, and the way his dick pulsated inside of her.
"You're so tight, firefly," he said, sounding so fucking sincere.
Her lips parted as incoherent words escaped them.
She dug her nails into his back and ran her hands along them like she always wanted to.
She wanted to know what it would feel like when she had her palm running along those abs.
"Yeah, right there..."
"Remember what I told you?" he gave her a deep, nearly shifting her womb.
"W... Which thing?" She hooked her legs around his waist.
"I will take you to the seven wonders of the world, and an answer to each one of them."
"Yes!"
"Fuck," he groaned, increasing his pace.
If only she knew what her voice does to him.
He crashed his lips and inserted his tongue deep into her throat.
She gagged and felt deeply throaty as he fucked her with his tongue.
He fucked every hole in her body.
Her hands left his chest, gripping tightly at the edge of the table, as her head fell.
His dick filled her hole, taking her to his seven wonders. His wonder of destruction.
His tongue fucked her throat, sending her to a no-return of pleasure.
Her clit clenched harder, and she felt herself at the brink of orgasm.
"I'm coming," she managed to say despite his throaty fucking.
He removed his mouth with a loud smack and gripped her shoulder.
He inched in and out of her ferociously, hitting her sensitive spot.
"Ahh... God."
"That's right. Call your God. He needs to save you from me." His grip tightened on her shoulder, holding her in place.
"P... please." The table shook under her.
"I."
Thrust.
"Am."
Thrust.
"Your."
Thrust.
"Ruin."
Brutal thrust.
"Ahh!" she screamed as she got so close to releasing.
He pulled out, and they both released at the same time.
He poured his sperm all over her pussy wall, and she squirted on the table.
She met his gaze, breathing heavily.
Sweat trailed down their bodies.
He kissed her and gave her lips a painful bite.
She winced into his mouth as her blood flooded his mouth.
He sucked them off and hugged her.
Their sweats rubbed each other as they shared their warmth. It was clouded with unspoken emotions, and the need to be in each other's arms.
His finger caressed the diamond stud on her cleavage.
The hug was too deep, and Ixora could feel the emotions in the hug.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
He broke the hug, landing his gaze on her body to see the imprints he had left on her.
"I can fuck you again if you want," he teased, and brushed his thumb against her lips.
Heat traveled straight to her middle, and she inwardly cursed herself for always reacting to his dirty words.
"I didn't mean that," she said, sucking on her lower lip.
He gave a small smile as he took his phone and checked the time.
"It's late."
Ixora nodded and climbed down from the table.
Her knees wobbled, so she had to hold him to maintain her balance.
"You were too rough."
"I've never been soft."
He took off his jacket and put it on her.
She chuckled as she remembered the other gift box.
"Oh, it almost slipped my mind." She managed to walk to the side of the table. It had fallen from the intense banging on the table.
Drexton noticed the gap between her legs, and he couldn't help but wonder how sore she was down there.
"Once again, a very big happy birthday. I hope you will be able to move on from your past after this day." She gave him the box.
It was small, cute, stuck between girlish and boyish things.
Drexton collected the box.
"I will take you home."
"Do I really have to go?" She jumped and hooked her legs around his torso. He caught her, cupping her bare ass.
The jacket did nothing to cover her up.
"Yes."
Her face fell as she bit her lips.
"Don't do that again, firefly," he kissed her, and she wasted no time in reciprocating.
The dominating kiss continued as he walked out of the outhouse with her firmly in his arms.
\[HELL DEVILS' HIDEOUT\]
Drexton's shoes echoed slowly on the stairs as he made his way to the control room.
His eyes were dark, cold, and emotionless. Empty.
His shadow followed until he got into the room.
Sitting on the chair, his eyes fell on one of the computers that showed Ixora's room.
She couldn't walk properly, and his dark eyes settled on her.
He tapped his finger on the table as if he were expecting someone.
The door burst open, and Jaxon walked in with Maddox.
The systems went off, mirroring the look of emptiness in his eyes.
"Smith Castellan is Cesario Creed," Maddox said, not bothering to hide the surprise in his voice.
"Took you long enough to figure it out," Drexton replied almost casually, but in a dangerous way.
Maddox and Jaxon stalked towards him.
"You knew?"
Drexton nodded without turning to them.
"I began suspecting him after Jaxon saw the strange thing on his neck. A little research did the trick."
"Fucking bastard," Jaxon raised his fist as if to punch him. "You should have told us."
"I was waiting for the real game to begin. Georgia and Smith are going down the day after tomorrow." He increased the tap of his finger.
He wished time would go faster. Everything was in his favor. The Castellan's doom. The long-awaited day was finally close.
"And Ixora?" Maddox asked, eyes on Drexton's back.
Drexton's finger froze on the table, and he turned to them.
His lips stretched into a smirk, cruel. Maybe mocking. "As expected, she fell into the insidious trap."
"Play. Pet."