Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Raven POV

“I can’t…” There’s a tortured look on his face as he eyes me, his body beginning to climb onto the bed, “I can’t control myself, Raven. Knock me out, hit me, run,” he urged, “because otherwise I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to stop this.”

“I don’t want you to stop it,” I tell him as he kneels over me, hands caressing the sides of my body, causing me to hitch in a breath, “I want to help you, Hades. I want this,” I gasped, feeling his hard on pressing against me as he moves backwards, claws tearing my clothes off without a care.

He tosses the fabric to the floor carelessly, eyeing me with a hunger that causes my breath to hitch. This is more than just a casual encounter or our previous teasing escapades. This is intense, dangerous. The air grows even warmer. I won’t deny him. I won’t deny myself this moment, even if it’s the worst mistake I’ve ever made.

Whatever he needs, I’ll be there for him. Even if I lose my heart in the process and my pride. It’s just us, and all I can do is look up at him in wonder, knowing that after this, there will be no going back.

He’s primal. Raw. Ravenous. He spreads my legs, his fingers like vices against my thighs. I willingly let him. My fingers dig into the sheets by my side. He groans, sniffing my mound, and then begins to slowly lick up and down my folds as I shudder. This time he’s not gentle. He uses intense pressure, sliding his tongue in and out of me, circling my clit, devouring me. My legs quiver. I cry out his name, digging my heels in and curling my toes. He growls with satisfaction, continuing to plunder my insides. In, out, in out. I’m dazed. He brings me to the brink over and over again, teasing me. I beg, I cry out, I scream. I’m on the precipice, and it’s driving me insane. He shoves his tongue hard against my clit and I cum, bucking and screaming out his name, panting heavily as I fall back down to the bed, my whole body pulsating. I’m speechless, my whole body feeling like I’ve just run a marathon, and I know it’s not over. The aphrodisiac still has a hold on him.

I’m already beginning to feel the slow burn of desire kindling inside of me, the desperation to have him inside of me, to feel the thrust of his cock and feel the warmth of his body moving against me.

For a man who’s drugged with an aphrodisiac, he sure seems to still be in relative control, even if he’s more intense than usual.

“Hades!” I scream, an orgasm practically tearing me apart as it washes over me.

Another growl of satisfaction. He makes me orgasm again and then slowly slides his fingers out. He licks my cum, a devilish glint in his eyes. It’s erotic. It’s a fucking turn on. I feel like I’m in my own porno only it’s real, and it’s more exciting than ever. There’s no telling how far he’ll go, how much more my bdoy can withstand.

I want him. He moves back up and then presses his cock against my lips. I open them obediently, tasting my juices as he pushes inside. He’s on top of me, kneeling, forcing the head of his cock and then the shaft slowly inside my mouth, groaning softly to himself. It’s like velvet, smooth and so thick that I can feel him slide down my throat. I whimper, my core so aching iso badly that it’s difficult to ignore it. I want his cock to fill me, to pleasure me the way I know it will. I want that massive dick to force my vagina open and take me hard, bringing me on a pleasurable journey that fills my every expectation and then some.