Chapter 37
DAVINA’S POV
Explicit Context Below.
I gaze at the man above me, his eyes locked onto mine. I pray he grows weary before moving an inch closer, honestly, I crave his touch but I’m desperate for it because I want him to see me as nothing but his mate, someone he can love and cherish.
“Just let me go.” I voiced out.
“What if I don’t?” He replied quickly.
“Why?”
“Because I want to be inside of you, I want to bury my cock in your warm pussy. He brought his face closer as he uttered those words… I shut my eyes, ready to feel him on my skin.
“I want to eat you all night.” He whispered in my ear, my body vibrated when I felt his wet tongue on my skin. My eyes shut tightly as my body moved in rhythm, his lips came under my ear, making it ticklish but sweet.
“I want to eat you till you pass out from the constant shakes of thy legs.” He muffled in between the kiss.
“Tristan.” I moan out… slowly, his grip soften letting go of my hand. His hands reached for my face, ready to explore every part of my body. His lips touched and I hesitated to reciprocate it but he didn’t mind, he kept devouring my lips passionately, he pulled away and came for my neck, down to my chest.
“Oh jeez, fuck.” I moaned quietly, reaching for his head, he took my wear and ran his lips all over. “Fu-ck.” I stuttered when my nipple got into his mouth. His tongue devours it, making it get into my head. He’s so good despite being drunk, his other folded my breast and it went in sync. He trail kissed down to my stomach and stopped at my belly button and he came up, staring at me.
“Why do you want to allow this?” He asked staring at me.
“I don’t know, maybe because you wanted it.” I shrugged still having my gaze at him.
“I wanted it, not because you wanted it.?” He asked and I nodded.
“I won’t touch you unless you want me to.” He replied, and my eyes widened, nearly popping out of their sockets. Is he kidding me right now? After getting me into the mood!
Are you sure you’re drunk? Actually, I don’t think you are.
“Do you want it or not?” he asked impatiently. I stared at him for several seconds, trying to figure out what he might be thinking.
“He just wants me to beg and sound desperate,” I thought, shaking my head.
“I don’t want it,” I said with a firm voice and he pulled back, away from me. I turned to look at him and I shut my eyes in frustration, picked up my clothes, and wore it.
I took my space on the bed and backed him, but suddenly he came on me, I was frightened, and not giving me the chance to utter a word, he sealed his lips on me. I open up and reciprocate the energy. He was rough but not too rough.
It felt as if he couldn’t wait, his tongue fought for dominance, his hands massaged my breast and a light gasp escaped my lips. He pulled away from the kiss and trailed kisses from my neck down to my stomach, my body vibrated at the moves as my hands fist in between the bed sheets.
“Take off the shorts.” He ordered impatiently and I took it off just like he instructed. I feel shy just being naked under him, second time I will be naked around him. He placed my legs on his shoulders, my back down to my waist was on the bed, and he leaned forward to have my lips in his.
Our tongues collided while my hands ran their way on his back and chest,
“ouuu.”
I moan out when he slides in, the kiss was a perfect distraction to have him in and full. He let out a pleasurable groan, while he kept moving in and out of me, the position was an intimate one. He stared at me as he kept riding in and out of me.
His pace was faster than it had been before, “Yes! Fuck!” Those words are omitted from my mouth, as my body craves more pleasure. Our bodies move in rhythm, and our eyes got locked in clouds while he let out groan after groan, he position himself in another style, and my ass was shot out, facing him, as I lay my body in an arc, and he entered, and I screamed, falling flat on the bed.
“That was painful,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath. Still lying flat on my bed, he approached from behind as he attempted to position himself.
“Was it that painful?” He whispered in my ear as he gently slide his dick in.
“Yes,” I moan the response. “Oh fuck, yes” my legs shake as he ride me on the bed, his palms were on my waist, and he kept bouncing my butt hard.
“Yes. Tris-tan.”
He pulled me up and crossed my hands behind me and he gave it a rough long ride. My legs trembled, my pelvic area tightened and my eyes rolled up, my body shook while he went faster than ever. Our moan filled every corner of his room, my body shook for a minute while he pulled away from me. I stare at his still-standing dick dripping out a thick stuff.
My legs still shook with heavy breathing as I stared at him. While he looked at me, I appeared calm; the alcohol seemed to have cleared from his eyes.
“Are you okay?” I ask as my breathing normalizes. He ignored me and went into the bathroom, returning seconds later to stand in front of me.
“I should get you cleaned up,” he said, picking me up in a bridal style. I noticed he was avoiding my gaze.
“Did I do- you did nothing. Stop overthinking. For your question, yes, I’m fine.” He replied coolly while dropping me under the shower.
“I’m just worried,” he mumbled as he turned on the shower tap.
I let something out in you that I didn’t mean to. I just couldn’t control it.
“Is that wrong to do?” I asked, feeling confused about the situation.
“Wait.” He paused and locked his eyes on mine. “You have no idea.” I nodded, and he chuckled.
“You might get pregnant-
“Preg-nant.” I stuttered, feeling dumbfounded. He nodded, and my heart sank even deeper into my stomach.
“I don’t want babies –
“I don’t want babies right now, especially since my life isn’t together,” I mumbled, and he chuckled.
“I don’t want to have children with you; I just want you to be the pack Luna and serve the pack until your last breath.” He said coldly before leaving for the room.
I stare at the exit he left through, numb for minutes, as tears gather in the corners of my eyes. I let it out, filled with rage because I feel used.