Chapter 100 — The stream

GINA’S POV.

As I jolted awake, I expected to find Devyn awake and prepared to leave. Surprisingly, his arms locked around me in a tight embrace, signaling otherwise. I turned around so I could face him, and my movement seemed to wake him as he gazed down at me with half-opened eyes.

“I thought you weren’t sleeping and watching out for us,” I teased as I rubbed his chiseled chin.

He responded with a yawn, “I can’t let go of you,” he planted a kiss on my forehead and my heart fluttered, “You’re my melatonin. You make me feel sleepy.”

“That’s because you feel safe with me.”

A smile graced his handsome face. “I do.”

As his arms released me, I pouted my lips, missing his touch and warmth already. Watching him wear his pants, I admired his sexy muscular body. Memories of him pounding into me yesterday sent a shiver through me and I instinctively pressed my thighs together as desire surged through me.

“Let’s get cleaned up. There’s a stream nearby,” he said, stretching out his hand. When I grabbed it, he pulled me out of bed and to my feet.

Putting on my clothes, we were out of the cabin in no time. Outside, I noticed the skies were dim, and the sun was yet to fully rise, hinting at the early hour.

As we walked through the woods, I held his hand tight, not wanting to let go. When we made it to the stream, my breath hitched in my throat. Suddenly, an uneasy feeling crept into me and my breathing became rapid. Devyn noticed, his face showing worry as he looked at me.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

My vision blurred and the scene in front of me transformed. I wasn’t staring at the stream anymore, instead, it was the lake back home— Praya’s favorite place. Dread filled me as the painful memory played like a movie. I saw her lifeless body floating, blood staining the water around her as fear, pain, and grief washed over me.

Someone screamed, and I realized I was the one as I felt strong hands shaking me. The haunting memory faded, and I could see Devyn, leaning in, gripping my shoulders, shaking me as if trying to pull me back to reality.

“Gina, look at me. Can you see me?”

I wish he’d stop shaking me because I felt like my brain was juggling in my head.

“I’m fine,” I bit out through my clenched jaw, “You can stop shaking me now.”

He stopped, and watched me with a curious look, “What happened? What did you see? Another vision?”

I shook my head, shuddering as I recalled what I saw, “This was a memory. The stream reminded me of when Praya died.”

Realization dawned on him, and there was a guilty look in his eyes, “I didn’t think of that. I wouldn’t have brought you here,” he grabbed my arm, attempting to pull me away but I refused.

“It’s fine,” I said, pushing back the weight of the trauma. I couldn’t even start to imagine how Devyn dealt with his trauma.

I tried to ease the tension, “I can’t leave here without washing up. I reek of sweat and semen.”

He smirked, “Personally, I like the smell of my semen on you. It shows you’re marked and mine,” his eyes flashed, “Permanently.”

Scowling, I retorted, “I’m not property.”

“You’re not, but you’re mine.”

Rolling my eyes, I took off my clothes while Devyn did the same until we stood completely naked before each other. His gaze traveled down my body shamelessly, and I couldn’t help but notice his arousal as he grew larger. The size of that thing made me wonder how it had fit into me.

I was stronger than I thought.

He was just about to grab me when I dodged. I waltzed to the lake, casting a glance behind me to see just how frustrated he was. His eyes burned with intensity as I swayed my hips seductively. When I dipped my foot in the water, a delightful chill ran through my body and I relished the sensation of the cold water on my skin.

Stepping further into the water, I stopped when I was submerged halfway. I dipped my head into the water, and when I emerged, my soaked hair clung to my skin. Running my hands through it, my body froze when I felt Devyn’s hands on my hips, igniting a burning desire within my body.

He drew closer, pressing his naked body against mine. My back was glued to his hard muscled chest, and the sensation of his erection poking my back intensified the throbbing need within my core. A craving for him consumed me.

“Look how hard you make me,” he whispered in my ear, and I felt chills run down my body.

I craned my neck and smirked, “Good for you. I’m here to shower, that’s all.”

As I dipped my head back underwater, Devyn suddenly grabbed me and pulled me back to the surface.

“I don’t like when you do that,” he growled, his voice holding a warning tone, “Makes me feel like you’re drowning.”

“I’m not, and even if I am, you’ll save me, Won’t you?” I drawled.

He spun me around to face him. He leaned down and kissed me hard on my mouth.

When he pulled back, a smirk played on his lips, “I’d swim to the deepest part of the ocean to pull you out.”

My heart raced, and I felt my cheeks flush as he dug his fingers into my hair, washing it. Moving down, he rubbed my arms, down to my armpit, making me giggle. As his hands moved to my chest, and when he cupped my breasts, my nipples hardened.

“You always wash me. Let me wash you,” I whispered, trying to steady my breathing. When he pinched my nipples, I bit back a moan.

My hands moved down his narrow waist till it settled on his crotch. As I grabbed his cock, a growl rumbled through his chest. I always loved it when he made that feral sound. It always excited me.

I rubbed my hands across his length, stroking him in the water while keeping my eyes locked on his.

His eyes were darkened as he looked at me, overpowering me in every way. Sharp breaths escaped him each time I ran my hands along his magnificent length. When my fingers grazed his balls lightly, he grabbed my neck and flipped me around, pressing my back to his chest.

He lowered down and bit my neck, the same spot he marked me yesterday. When I felt his canines on my skin, my knees weakened, but his hand on my hip kept me firmly in place.

“Bend over,” he ordered and I obeyed.

He fisted my hair with one hand, stopping my face from getting into the water as he pulled my head back. His other hand grabbed my waist with a firm grip.

When he pushed his cock into me roughly, I gasped, the sudden penetration causing a surge of sharp pain. As he pushed into me deeper, I cried out until his full length settled into my core.

He yanked my hair, tilting my head to meet his gaze.

"Don't look away. I want to see how helpless you look while I fuck you,” his sexy voice made my insides twist with need.

Biting my lip, I gasped as he pulled out of me, only to thrust in again. My mouth fell open as he pounded me with a force that made my eyes roll to the back of my head. His hardened face and darkened eyes were intense as he slammed into me like it was a punishment.

I welcomed the mix of pain and pleasure, breathing and moaning loud enough for my voice to echo through the woods. His grip tightened on my hair and his jaw twitched each time he slammed into my walls.

Each thrust rocked me forward and I desperately needed to hold onto something, but all that surrounded me was water. My hands flailed around as I cried out, tears burning at the corner of my eyes.

“Oh God,” I begged as I clutched my thighs for support.

He leaned in, biting my lip, “What did I tell you?”

I couldn’t even respond as my brain fought to regain consciousness.

“Call. My. Name,” he growled as he thrust into me with force with each word, each time sending me into oblivion.

I could barely breathe as I uttered, “Please, Devyn.”

“Beg me better, angel,” he demanded.

I loved when he called me that, but in that moment, I couldn’t process anything except his cock pounding into me.

“Please,” I choked on my saliva, “Please, harder. You’re killing me.”

My brain couldn’t even choose between if I wanted him to stop or not.

“You can’t even fucking decide,” he barked as he groaned in pleasure.

His fingers dug into my hip as he increased his pace. My moans grew louder, and when he made those melodious sounds that drove me mad, I knew he was close.

His face was contorted and his eyes were shut as he thrusted faster.

“Yes, Devyn. Come inside me,” I cried out, and he released a cry as I felt wet warm liquid shooting inside me. He thrust slower, his eyes still closed as his jaw clenched.

Seeing him like this, bursting at the seams and overcome with pleasure was truly a beautiful sight.

As his grip loosened on my hair and waist, I leaned in and kissed his lips. With his cock still throbbing inside me, he wrapped his arms around my chest, burying his face on my neck as we caught our breaths.

He kissed my neck and whispered, “I love you.”

My heart fluttered, and I responded, “I love you too.”

After cleaning up, we headed back to the cabin, packed what little we could, and continued our journey.