CHAPTER 107: IGNITE

My face pressed into the sheets, my breath thick and unstable, with every thrust, my body sank into the sheets until I couldn’t breathe.

Drevon’s hands locked tightly on the sheets, strained, the veins bulging. Black vein colored through, spreading up his arms.

His pants turned to growls, almost sounding animalistic. I felt something prickling on my body like a breeze, but more like hair. One moment I felt it and the next I didn’t.

A sharp crack echoed through the room, followed by several.

"D-Drevon!" I panicked amidst the pleasure.

"It’s alright, just ignore that," He breathed, locking his waist against my ass.

The bed creaked, jerking up and down, as he drove into me over and over again.

Drevon grunted as his thrust decreased, rolling his waist into me, and my ass arched into the air, pressing against his abdomen.

"Nngh!" I whimpered, holding my balance as Drevon pounded easily.

My breath caught when he grasped my throat, lingering as if to feel, then raised so that I looked up to him.

I gasped seeing his glowing molten crimson eyes, black veins covering his muscular neck to his cheek as if fighting their way through. His canines had dropped, but oddly, he didn’t look scary despite looking close to a monstrous being, maybe because of the softness in his gaze.

"I-It wasn’t like this the first time," I struggled to speak amid his thrust.

"No, it wasn’t," he rasped in reply.

"Please don’t shift." I bit my bottom lip hard as pleasure coiled through me.

"I won’t," He promised, taking his head back, allowing me a glimpse of his Adam’s apple, his fangs retreated, and when he locked back into my eyes, his pace picked.

"Ahh—hah!" I pitched in intense pleasure, feeling his cock swell and a knot so tight my insides squeezed him.

Drevon groaned deeply, and like a perfect sync, we both climaxed.

"Fuh... fuck...!" Drevon was buried deeply within me, filling me to the point I felt like I’d explode. He pulled his cock out, and I felt a warm spray on my back.

Just when I thought it was all over, Drevon rubbed his tip at my entrance. "Can you take me again, love?"

My cheeks burned as I sank my face into the sheets.

He chuckled at my action, rubbing his tip on my wet entrance as if to stimulate me, and it worked, my body undergoing shivers, followed by a silent moan.

When he pointed just at my heat but made no attempt to penetrate, I became hungry, arched my hips, but Drevon snatched my waist, lifted me, pushed the pillow to my chest so that I rested in that area, and he slid into me once again.

It was a whole new, different sensation from this angle due to how high my lower body was.

Drevon clasped his fingers into my flesh, thrusting slowly, squelching sound filling the room as I dripped more.

"I—ah—can’t..." I swallowed, feeling close again.

Drevon shuddered, and I felt his cock swell, but he didn’t finish until he pushed into me, basking in the feel of my insides as I did, overcome by how I welcomed him with ease.

Pleasure built into me, and to calm myself from falling apart, I counted, but after a few times, I lost count, and my brain went numb.

Drevon was too much to handle.

"Ahh... Eloise!" He gritted, holding me tighter, but I could tell he was careful because I didn’t feel his nails digging into my skin.

"Ghh—" He came heavily, smearing my insides.

I rasped, nearing mine, my teeth clenching the sheets. Drevon didn’t halt his movement; he kept going, pumping more of him into me.

Then I climax beyond reckoning, screaming into the sheets until my throat went dry and nothing else could be formed.

Drevon pushed deeper, staying in that position for a while until the end of his release before collapsing beside me.

I drew sharply on my breath as I turned my head to him.

Drevon had his hand covering his face, pushing his wet hair backward, and it slipped perfectly. Removing his hand, he pulled my limp body to his chest, cradling me in his arms.

"Was I too rough?"

I couldn’t speak, not having the energy to form words as my eyes grew heavy. As darkness claimed me, I felt a kiss on my forehead.

~•~

When I came to it, I felt my body no longer drenched in sweat, nor what was left of my nightgown sticking to my skin. I was fresh and clean.

I opened my eyes and met Drevon sound asleep, bare as I was, with the covers cradling me more than him. I heard the wood popping in the hearth.

I moved my hand and placed it on his cheek. I’m stupid, a really stupid girl. After I have told myself I didn’t deserve him, but in a few seconds, I’m ruined just by his touch.

It wasn’t just about the desire; it was how he caressed me that I couldn’t explain, marking every inch of me.

He may be a stranger, but I wasn’t a stranger to his touch. I once read a book about how touch can speak more about the feelings of someone, and through that touch, you know a person completely.

Drevon was never a stranger. I have known him since the day he kissed me gently at our wedding. I knew it then that this man was different; he was the horror I grew up knowing, but he became something far from that to me, for me.

I retreated my hand from his cheek, gently sliding the hair framing his eyes to the side. Drevon stirred only to pull me close, face burying to my neck.

I threaded my hand through his hair, enjoying the feel of it. At this point, my brain wasn’t working when it came to Drevon, but my body knows what it felt, it’s gut-wrenching, I can’t say the same for my heart.

At the end of the day...I don’t understand love or how to express it.