Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Sexual Content Ahead

~ NYSSA

It took me a second to realize what was happening, but even then, I don’t think I was able to fully understand the gravity of the situation because all I could think about was how soft his lips were in comparison to how rough the kiss was.

He tugged my hair hard, tilting my head up just the way he wanted, earning small gasp from me.

His tongue slid into my mouth and just like that, all the restraint I previously held bled out of me. He tasted even better than he smelled, like mint and something fruity that I couldn’t put my finger on.

His free hand found my hips, pinning me hard against the wall as his entire body pressed into mine.

“You are the most infuriating person I know,” he hissed, breaking the kiss softly. “You are mine.”

My brain was putty, but I somehow found the courage to speak. “I’m not yours.”

He growled low, a rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine before kissing me again, harsher this time. I reached up to touch him but he was faster, grabbing both wrists in one hand and pinning them above my head.

The move caused my back to arch, offering me up to him like a gift. He paused long enough to take me in, his eyes roaming over my pebbled nipples through my loose shirt and the sliver of skin showing at my mid-riff.

“No one is going to touch you but me,” he warned, pressing an open mouthed kiss to my jaw.

I inhaled sharply, keeping my lips shut to prevent myself from making a sound.

The air was thick with the smell of my arousal, and I could feel just how hard he was from where he was nestled between my legs.

He trailed his lips lower, nipping at the skin of my throat and a strangled gasp left me. I turned my head to the side, biting down hard on my lower lip and he chuckled darkly.

“You think you can hold onto your sounds, little wolf?” he drawled. “I can see just how turned on you are.”

“I’m not,” I spat… a clear lie, and we both knew it.

The cruel curve of his lips should have warned me of what he had planned next, but I was so focused on keeping my dignity. He moved his knee, dragging it through the middle of my thighs and my eyes fluttered shut.

I felt his warm breath on my ear as he spoke. “Still not turned on?”

I shook my head.

My stubbornness would be the death of me someday. It was a warning I’d been receiving ever since I was a kid.

I just didn’t know how to call it quits.

His hand on my hips disappeared, and for a moment, I thought I’d won when he slipped it into the waistband of my trousers, cupping me over my underwear.

A strangled sound left me at the searing heat of his skin so close to where I needed him.

I made to squeeze my thighs, but his knee was wedged between them. There was nowhere for me to go, no way for me to lie even further.

“Look at me.”

I didn’t respond. I kept my eyes squeezed shut and turned away from him.

“Now!” he growled, a warning sound that had my head snapping over to him.

He trailed a finger up my soaked panties, his eyes locked on mine the entire time. I chewed on the bottom of my lip, eyes fluttering as a strangled sound forced its way out of my lips.

“You’re so fucking soaked,” he whispered, voice low and gravely. “You’re dripping all over my hands.”

“Fuck you.”

He chuckled darkly. “I will, little wolf, but not today.”

Before I could come up with a retort, he pushed my underwear to the side and slipped one thick finger inside of me.

This time, I couldn’t hold back the moan that came out of me.

He smiled triumphantly, pulling his finger out almost all the way before slamming back into me harshly.

Pleasure spread up my body, igniting me from within like a flame, and when I felt his lips on my collarbone, trailing a path with his lips and tongue all the way down to my torso, my head fell back.

His thumb found my clit, playing my body like a goddamn fiddle.

Each stroke of his finger, each swipe of his tongue dragged me closer to a release that felt so close and yet so far.

“Do you feel that?” he asked against my skin. “Feel my fingers inside of you?”

I shook my head.

He was already too close. He was in my skin, in my nose, in my mind. I couldn’t keep him out.

“You can close your eyes and pretend it’s someone else but it’s not,” he whispered harshly. “It’s my finger in your cunt.” His lips wrapped around my nipple through the fabric. “t’s my mouth on your tits.”

Pressure built in my lower belly, a wild, raging storm unlike anything I’d felt before. It threatened to swallow me whole.

“I can’t… please.” I wasn’t sure what I was asking for, but he did.

He pulled out his finger before pushing in two at once.

I gasped at the sudden intrusion, my legs quaking from the stretch. His thumb circled my clit as his fingers found a spot inside of me that had spots dancing in my vision.

The orgasm hit at once, like a sudden train slamming into me.

I bit down on my lip hard enough to draw blood as the waves of pleasure crashed over me violently.

Had he not been holding me up against the wall with his body, my legs would have given way underneath me.

He pulled back after the orgasm had ebbed, his fingers sliding out of me with a squelching sound that had my cheeks heating.

I watched in a mix of surprise and arousal as he lifted his soaked fingers to my lips.

“Suck,” he ordered. “Taste yourself.”

Like an obedient dog, I opened my mouth, letting him push his fingers inside.

With my eyes locked on his, I swirled my tongue over his fingers, sucking deeply like I would’ve if it were him.

His eyes darkened, his nostrils flared, and I released him with a pop.

“I want to fuck you against this wall,” he ground out. “I want to make sure everyone hears, that way no one is stupid enough to try and touch what belongs to me.”

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