CHAPTER 106: CONSUMED

My body was the piece, and his hands recreated it like they were his most cherished possession. Every touch felt like I was kissed by the cloud, and every stroke of his tongue felt like I was licked by heat.

His name flew from my lips as euphoria surpassed my body, and the entire room was lost to me as well as the world; the only thing that kept me grounded to earth and reminded me that I was still alive were his lips and warm breath brushing against my skin.

I squirmed beneath him, but my wrists were still held captive above my head, my legs apart, blocked by the muscular feel of his waist. I wanted to shut my knees and somehow ease the burn between my legs, but I couldn’t.

He held the reins to everything that made my body come undone, and only he could make things right. I’m falling apart, but I don’t know from which angle.

"Drevon, please..."

"Shhh..." he lulled me, focusing on making the burn worse than stopping it.

A thick moan tore from my throat when his tongue played with my nipple, and I felt like my body would come up in flames, but as quickly as it came, it was gone.

I flashed my eyes open in disarray, and stretched my neck to see, and my heart stilled when I saw Drevon peering at me, smirking.

He leaned away from my chest toward my face. "I love the sound of you begging," he murmured.

My chest heaved as I locked my legs tightly around his waist to relieve myself, but I felt his impossible bulge. I almost checked just to make sure I wasn’t rubbing myself against a bedpost.

When I moved my waist back down, his hand shot out and gripped my thigh, keeping me in place.

He groaned when he leaned down and connected more of him to me. "Do you feel the torture my body undergoes just for you? You’ve no idea, Eloise, how much you affect me so."

His hand covered the side of my entire ass and pushed me more so that I could feel the rest of him.

"Tell me, little wife, what will I find when I see the way I affect you, too?" He retreated his hand and slipped effortlessly through the rim of my nightgown, parting my leg to the side so that his hand cupped my heat.

"By the Goddess!" he breathed. "My cunt is fucking soaked!" He thrust a finger into me, and my body jumped.

"Drevon!"

"Just take one for me," he said with pleading eyes. "Let me feel my cunt clasp around my finger."

My body went through several wonders as Drevon curled his finger, thrusting in and out until I found myself making a mess, a trail of wetness pooling beneath me.

"Eloise..." Drevon rasped. "How much more will you give me?" He thrust another finger, gently pumping them inside me.

"Just look at how your body responds to my fingers beautifully. You’re a wonder."

My body was overcome by too many things: his tender words of praise as he worked my cunt like a delicate piece, and the burn that intensified with every drive. My insides clenched more around his fingers.

"Fuck!" he cursed, breath shuddering and his entire body going rigid above me.

I came like honey had drowned my entire body.

Drevon kissed me feverishly, and my release only amplified until I was moaning like a crazy woman who didn’t have an ounce of control, and Drevon became desperate, overwhelmed by how my body reacted to him.

I rasped, trying to catch my breath, body jerking from the aftershocks. I felt his fingers retreat, and before I could make sense of what was next, his tongue lashed itself at my core.

"Oh my—" I clutched the sheets tightly with all my might, the back of my head pressing into the bed, and my mouth agape loudly, I lost my voice when his tongue played with my cunt.

My legs rested on his broad shoulder, going straight by the sensation flooding through me. My toes curled as I came and screamed when I came again, moaned deeply when I came a few times more, until I lost count.

Drevon sucked, licked, kissed, and nibbled, enjoying what I had to offer while I just came to ruin.

My body slumped on the bed, chest heaving, and nightgown drenched with sweat.

Drevon’s scent intensified, and I don’t mean the manly fragrance that followed him; I mean his scent. It flared to my nostrils and prickled them, my throat going dry.

I heard him say my name, but I was too lost in the mist of everything that was Drevon Balthar. When I felt his lips on mine, I drowned in paradise once again.

I opened my eyes weakly, and in a state of blur, I observed as he took off his jacket, followed by his linen shirt, flinging them to a corner, and his muscles flexed from that simple effect.

I licked my lips as I gaped hungrily. He leaned towards me, smirking, and with a fast reflex, I was flipped, my front pressing against the bed.

What was he doing?

He lifted me by my waist just enough to place a pillow under my stomach.

"D-Drevon?"

I moaned when he kissed the back of my neck, amidst hearing his buckle coming undone.

He grabbed my neck and pushed my head back as I stared at him from above.

Without breaking eye contact with me, his cock thrusted inside of me in one go, and my soul leaped out of my body.

"Ughh...!" Drevon growled and hissed sharply, face twisting into pure delight.

My fist clenched tightly on the sheets, and my body trembled beyond control.

Drevon brought his eyes back to me, giving me a dashing smile. "It’s a perfect fit now."

"D-Drevon..." I quivered.

"Yes, little wife?"

"T-Take me."

And he did, retreating his cock only to thrust back in completely.