Chapter 113 Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Chapter 113
Elorai.

His body is rock hard against mine, and for some strange reason, I think it fits perfectly.

His hands roam around my body, soothing and caressing, and I slide my legs open, making more room for him as he ravages me with his mouth.

Only when I run out of air does he pull away, trailing kisses down my neck, his lips on the spot where he just marked me.

I shudder, the pain slicing through me, followed by another foreign sensation that sends tingles down my spine.

It doesn't take long for my insides to start pulsing, begging to be filled.

I arch my spine, grinding against Lucas in a silent invitation while he takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it ardently.

“Patience, darling...” he growls against my skin, one hand reaching to grope my backside.

I mewl, trembling softly as he rolls his tongue against my peaked nipple, suckling on it like a child at the breast.

“Yes... It feels so good,” I breathe out, cradling his head closer to me.

“Hmm...” he murmurs against my skin, alternating between both peaks until they're swollen and sensitive.

My insides are throbbing now, clenching over nothing, and I can barely stay still.

My hips arch involuntarily, undulating underneath him.

“Lucas... Please...” I plead, unable to take it anymore.

I open my eyes, locking gazes with him, shuddering at the dark and intense look in his eyes.

“Please... Put it inside me,” I beg, grinding against him.

He loses all composure then, thrusting into me and burying himself to the hilt.

“Yes...” I hiss, my eyes rolling back. “Thank you.”

He starts to move, his strokes slow and deep, but soon he drives up the pace, slamming into me like a jackhammer, the bed creaking with the force of his thrusts.

I mewl, my pleasure increasing as his cock continues to fill me in and out, hard and fast.

His movements are intense and merciless, driving me to the brink of madness.

I wrap my hands around his neck, burying my face in the crook of it, the pulse there calling to me.

As I feel him approach the edge, I dig my canines into his flesh, his blood spilling into my mouth, and hold it there for several seconds.

“Fuck...” Lucas growls, his thrusts stuttering as my bite sends him over the edge.

His orgasm triggers mine, and this time it seems to go on forever.

Contraction after contraction seizes my lower body, causing me to jerk and spasm in his hold. His body collapses on top of me, knocking all the air from my lungs.

“Damn... That was mean,” he groans as he finally pulls up from me, staring at me with a tenderness I didn't know shining in his eyes.

I smile back, feeling pleased with myself.

Then the exhaustion rolls in, my entire body becoming heavy and unresponsive. A yawn spills from my lips, my hold on him loosening.

Lucas presses a tender kiss to my forehead. “Go on and rest now. I'll be here.”

His words float through the fog that has settled over me. I let out a sigh and, cocooned in his arms, pass out.
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When I wake up hours later, it's Knox beside me. The room is still dark, which probably means it's still nighttime, but another wave of heat has begun to simmer in the background, gathering strength.

Knox is propped on his elbow, a corner of his lips curled up as he watches me stir and take deep breaths.

“How does it feel to be marked?”

At that question, I pause, listening to my body closely. Sure, a part of my neck throbs from where they bit me. There's also a new lightness I have never experienced before flowing through my body.

And also the strange realization that some of the emotions I'm feeling currently aren't mine.

My eyes widen at that.

Where's that coming from?

Knox sees my reaction and chuckles, scooting closer to me.

My raging heat momentarily forgotten, I turn to him. “Is that... is that the way it's supposed to feel?” I ask, my body vibrating with disbelief.

He nods. “Once the process is complete, anyway. Currently, I can only feel your emotions... and maybe hear your thoughts,” he says, and I gasp.

He can hear my thoughts?!

“What are we waiting for then? Let's complete it.”

He grins, and I move toward him, gasping as he lifts me, making me straddle him and drawing me close, chest to chest.

He holds my gaze for a moment longer, pushing my hair to the back before taking my lips.

My eyes slide closed, my body trembling as I kiss him back, pouring all I can't say into it.

A moan slips free as he tightens his hold on me, the kiss going from soft and pleasurable to crazed and passionate.

I begin undulating my hips, grinding against his arousal pressed against my lower body. My essence begins to drip out of me, threatening to drown us both.

Soon, he pulls away, his lips traveling lower, and I gasp, my grip on his hair tightening as I press him closer to me. He licks the spot where he marked me, and a shudder rolls through me.

“Mmm... more...” I moan, my grinding growing more incessant, my walls pulsing around nothing.

Knox responds with a grunt. Raising me up, he lines me against his opening and drives into me in one sharp, quick thrust.

I let out a keening sound, feeling my walls flutter around him, sucking him even deeper.

Driven by need, I start to move—slow rolls of my hips, barely perceptible at first.

Then it becomes more urgent, more needy. Tiny breaths leave my lips as I get lost in the sensations he evokes within me. Knox continues to caress me, peppering kisses wherever he can reach.

“Gods... you feel so good,” he murmurs against my ear, suckling on my earlobe.

“So... do you...” I gasp out, blindly kissing him. “You feel so good. Hitting me right everywhere.”