Chapter 33: 33

NADINE’S P.O.V

My head was a swirling mess.

There was only one coherent word in my thoughts and that was Rowan- his scent, the feel of his skin, his lips, his hands, everything about him. He was like a virus in my head and I didn’t care enough to want him out.

His hands were all over me, his teeth nipping all over my bare skin and all I could do was try not to scream. He was driving me insane, his scent filling the space around me, clouding my mind and judgement because I refused to believe that in my right mind, I would let Rowan fuck me in the dim employee’s room while there could be monsters out there.

I didn’t realize when he walked us over to the couch until my back hit the surprisingly soft cushions.

He kissed me deeply, his fingers moving lower to slip into my pants and I nearly sobbed with relief when I felt his fingers brush my clit.

My back arched off the bed in a moan but Rowan swallowed the sounds. “You need to be quiet.”

“I’m trying,” I ground out. “You’re teasing.”

“And you’re fucking killing me,” he whispered against my lips. “You’re soaked and it’s all for me.”

I couldn’t stop the snarky response from leaving my lips. “Who says it’s for you? It could be for-”

He pushed two fingers into me so hard and fast that it knocked the breath out of me.

It had been a while since anyone was inside of me in any way and I felt a tiny sting as his thick fingers stretched me. My nails dug into his shoulders, a soundless gasp leaving my lips as I fought to catch my breath.

“I’ve spent enough time with you to know when you’re lying through your teeth, princess. Your cunt is soaked because of me, you’re clenching tight around my fingers and when you cum, it’s going to be for me.”

His fingers continued their brutal assault inside of me, curling inside of me to hit a spot that had my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I had enough common sense left to turn my head to the side and muffle my sounds with the little pillow on the couch.

I felt his teeth graze my nipple as his thumb pressed down on my clit and that was all it took for my orgasm to run through me.

Rowan mumbled something under his breath. I couldn’t make out the words but the fervor with which he spoke had me gasping.

“I need you naked, princess,” he whispered against my ear, his tongue peeking out to trail lazily over my skin. “Tell me yes.”

His fingers were still inside of me, moving at a slow and lazy rhythm and at that moment, I would have given him my kidney if he asked.

I barely managed a nod and I felt him pull back long enough to strip me of my clothes. A small sound of protest left my lips but quickly disappeared when I felt his stubble graze my inner thigh.

“I want to taste you,” he said more to himself than to me. “I want to spread your thighs and live inside them. I want to hear you scream for me.”

His hot breath fanned my skin with each word and it had my mind reeling. “Rowan-”

“Don’t worry princess, I’ll save that for next time. Unfortunately, I really need you to be quiet right now.”

He spread me open and placed a lazy kiss over my clit.

“Please-”

“I just want a taste,” he licked me once, twice, and I felt his tongue curl inside of me.

I was one wrong move away from screaming and Rowan must have known that because the next thing I knew, something was being shoved into my mouth. It took me a second to realize that it was my own panties.

On another day, I would have said something about it but when Rowan’s tongue pushed deeper into me, all thoughts flew out of my head. My fingers gripped his hair but he was faster. His hands wrapped around my wrist, pinning them to my lower belly as he feasted on me.

All I could do was sit there and take it.

His eyes held mine as he feasted on me, his tongue dipping in and out of me, his mouth placing lazy kisses over my skin and his hand holding my thighs wide open so he could do exactly what he wanted to me.

The tiny cotton fabric muffled the sounds and for good reason too because as my second orgasm of the night hit me, I almost screamed.

My legs felt like jelly, my entire body reverberating with a pleasure embedded so deep in my bones, I couldn’t breathe.

Rowan took his precious time, licking up everything I had to offer like it was a special meal. A stray tear dropped down my cheeks. It was too much, too intense, it was nothing I had ever felt before.

He kissed a slow path up my skin, murmuring sweet nothings the entire time. He pulled the panties out of my mouth and I felt his cock nudge my entrance and fuck- he was big.

“Rowan-”

“It’ll fit,” he whispered against my lips. “I just need you to relax for me.”

He buried his face into my throat as he pushed into me so slowly, so gently. He groaned under his breath, muttering to himself as he forced himself to keep the torturously slow pace.

He stretched me in a way that was both addicting and maddening. I wasn’t sure if the sting was because it had been a while or because of how big he was, maybe a bit of both.

He pushed the rest of the way in one sharp thrust and stilled. Shock ways reverberated off me as I tried to catch my breath.

“Breathe, princess,” he reminded me. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. You need to fucking breathe.”

“I’m breathing,” I hissed out. “It’s not my fault that you’re fucking huge.”

The weirdest thing happened then, Rowan laughed. It was choked with tension and need but it was a laugh and I felt his lips curl over my skin.

“Why did that sound like a compliment and an insult?”

“Because it was both,” I managed out.

Having him inside of me and not moving was pure torture. I moved my hips just a little and Rowan made a sound so guttural that I felt it all the way to the tips of my toes.

“You need to stop or this will be over in a second,” he warned.

“I need you to move, please.”

He pulled out of me and slammed into me so deep that I gasped.

“Move like that?” he asked before repeating the movement. “Is that what you want, princess?”

I hummed, not trusting myself to speak but his hand grabbed my jaw.

“Words, Nadine.”

“Yes,” my breath was choppy. “Yes, please.”

“Do you remember what I said earlier?” he didn’t give me the chance to respond before speaking. “I said you would cum on my cock and fucking thank me for it.”

“In your dreams.”

The words slipped out before I realized what I had said and when the corner of his lips tipped up in a challenge, I knew I had fucked up.

“I look forward to proving you wrong.”

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