Chapter 333

Chapter 333

“Chalk it up to years of patience,” Hendrix says, his voice deep and breathy.

A loud snort escapes me as I roll my eyes. “Have you turned into a vampire now? You’re going to bleed me dry if you keep biting my neck like that.”

“And yet look.” His finger presses hard and rough against my pussy through the thin cotton of my underwear. “You’re all wet and ready for me.”

The corner of my mouth lifts into a smile and my heart starts hammering faster. He hooks a long finger under my chin, tilting my face up as he shifts his weight. The moment his lips meet mine, my chest tightens until it feels like my heart might stop altogether. He pulls at every string inside me, sending fresh sparks racing across my skin.

This time I part my lips for him. His tongue slides into my mouth, warm and smooth, brushing over my gums and teasing the roof until our tongues tangle together. The wet heat of it sends pleasure singing through my body.

He cups the back of my head with one hand and deepens the kiss. The sound of our lips and saliva grows louder, messy and urgent, as though he means to steal every last breath from my lungs. I wrap my arms around his neck while he bands one strong arm around my hips and pulls me flush against him.

When he finally pulls back, I drag in heavy gasps, still feeling as if I will never quite catch my breath again. My head spins, drunk on the kiss, fireworks bursting behind my eyes.

Hendrix does not pause to recover. His mouth returns to my neck, exploring the skin, and when he sinks his teeth into my mark—the one he had carefully avoided before—my senses fracture. That mark is the root of so many of my problems.

“Eep!” I shriek as he suddenly lifts me, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist. With one sharp tug he tears my nightdress to shreds and rips away his own shorts. Then he thrusts into me, impatient yet controlled. I am wet, but not wet enough; the stretch burns slightly as my walls clench tight around his cock, ignoring the faint dryness.

“Your pussy is always quick to suck me in,” he mutters, his voice ragged.

I laugh. “This is the part where I tell you it’s too big, just to boost your ego.”

He hikes my body higher, pressing my back hard against the door, and drives his cock deeper. My walls squeeze so tightly around him that white flickers across my vision.

“I should be used to this by now,” I complain.

“If you ever get used to it, our sex life is in serious trouble.” He holds nothing back, fucking me like the beast he is. My back thumps rhythmically against the door with every thrust, matching the frantic beat of my heart and my strained breaths.

“I don’t think that will ever happen. I really love your big cock,” I say with a breathless laugh.

He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me and sending fresh shudders up my spine as he keeps driving into me. “Are you trying to boost my ego again?”

“You can take pride in the fact that there is truth in my words.”

Hendrix laughs low, burying his face in the crook of my neck. The laughter quickly dissolves into rough breaths as his pace quickens. Scarlette is only a door away, but at this point he is not even trying to be discreet, and I am not helping with the way I moan like a porn actress on a fat paycheck.

“Say it again,” he murmurs, kissing my mark and pulling a low, breathless moan from my throat as my head falls back.

“Which part? Ah… you’re too slow… fuck, yes—” He slams into me harder, forcing the words back down my throat exactly the way I want. “About your big dick and how I love it?”

“No. What you told me the last time, two days ago.” I would have frozen if he had not angled my hips and plunged deeper, faster. He fucks like a human drill. “Say it again.” I only said it last time by accident, high on euphoria. I am still timid about speaking the words out loud.

“Say it, please, Bunny?” He floods me with love through the mate bond, so overwhelming it feels as if I am drowning in it.

“Bunny?” I laugh, tears pooling in my eyes. “That’s a new one.”

“Say it.”

I blush hard, tilting my head back and closing my eyes. “I love you, Drix. I love you so much it is hard to breathe when I think about not loving you.” A violent shudder runs through his body. Blood rushes to his cock, making him swell even bigger inside me.

“Again.”

I snort defiantly. “Is it like your G-spot?”

He sinks his fangs into my mark. My body convulses instantly and a sharp mini-orgasm rips through me, draining some of my strength. Hendrix waits until I go limp, then pulls out, spins me around, and pushes my chest against the door. He lifts me high off the ground to match his height and enters me from behind in one powerful, wicked thrust. I scream, too late to cover my mouth.

I probably woke the whole building with that scream. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. You should have just said it when I was being nice.”

“Fuck you,” I gasp, though he is doing exactly the opposite, and doing it perfectly. As if to mock me, my walls cling greedily to his cock, gripping him tight despite the brutal force of his hips. He drives in to the hilt with every stroke, each one hitting so hard I see stars.

“This,” he slaps my arse sharply, “needs to get bigger.”

I chortle. “Legend has it that if a powerful male fills his mate with an overwhelming amount of semen, her arse will grow incredibly large. Shame we will never be able to test that theory.”

“You’re about to say the keyword is ‘overwhelming’, aren’t you?”

I gasp with mock surprise. “How did you— holy fuck!” I scream as he delivers a punishing thrust, the kind a madman would use. “You petty— ow! Hey! That hurts!”

He laughs and eases the force slightly. “Do you want me to go deeper?”

“I want you to get the fuck out of me.” His cock only swells bigger inside me. “Do you have a magical dick extension skill?” Zinnia slams her head against the ground in second-hand embarrassment while Alaric and Drix both laugh. It is not the first time I have asked that.

Drix’s hand snakes around my body and between my legs, finding my clit. The added sensation hits me hard and I scream. The other bedroom door flies open, and both of us freeze.

“You motherfucking whores! I’m trying to sleep! Tone it down or I’ll be cutting off something round and useful!” Scarlette bellows before slamming the door shut again.

I glance over my shoulder. Drix looks down at me and wiggles his brows. I release the breath I did not realise I was holding and burst into laughter. Drix joins me a second later.

“Hey! I said keep it down!” Scarlette yells again.

Drix resumes pounding into me and I make sure to add an extra octave to my moans just to spite her. Scarlette does not have to suffer for long. My body shakes violently and a sharp cry tears from my lips as I come hard. My toes curl, my walls spasm intensely around him, milking his cock. Hendrix cannot hold back. His fist slams against the door as he spills deep inside me.

It should have ended there, with us catching our breath, but the final pound against the door rips it clean off its hinges. I scream as I pitch forward. Drix yanks me back against his chest just in time, but the door crashes flat to the floor with a deafening bang.

Scarlette storms out of her room and her mouth drops open at the sight. I draw my knees up, gripping Drix’s arm where it wraps around my stomach for support. She stares at us with pure murder in her eyes. “Um… oops?”