Chapter 143 - 0143
Lorelei POV
My head was a complete mess.
It felt like I was on fire, literally. Every part of my body was hypersensitive. My skin prickled relentlessly, and my clit throbbed so hard it hurt.
No matter how much I touched myself, it just wasn’t enough. My fingers slid in and out as I pinched my own nipples and ground against my hand, but nothing scratched the unbearable itch. I was so hopelessly frustrated that I was on the verge of tears.
That was until that familiar, strong scent hit my nose.
I looked up and found Kaelen towering over me.
I never thought a day would come when I would be so desperate for him to just get this shit over with and bury himself inside me already.
But as if he wanted to punish me, he took his time. He leaned down and closed his mouth over my nipple, biting and sucking hard. While it eased some of the unbearable pressure, it also made everything so much worse.
The wet heat of his tongue, the sharp little sting of his teeth, and the way he kept switching between both breasts sent every sensation straight to my core, making me clench around nothing.
A broken whimper escaped my lips.
"Kaelen..." My voice cracked as I grabbed his shoulders tightly, my fingers digging into the hard muscles beneath my palms. "It’s not enough. I need more. I need you inside me, please!" I sobbed.
At the sight of me, Kaelen let out a soft chuckle. The bastard actually chuckled at my absolute misery, his warm breath fanning across my flushed, aching chest.
"Patience," Kaelen murmured against my feverish skin as his hands slowly traced up my thighs, teasing the very edge of my ruined dress. "Good things come to those who wait."
"But you said you would make me feel good," I wept, my hips rolling off the mattress in a pathetic attempt to find some friction against his hard thigh. "You promised!"
I couldn’t believe these were the words leaving my mouth, but at this point, I would have done anything just to have him fill the empty, burning void inside me. I didn’t care about my pride, I didn’t care about tomorrow, and I didn’t even care if he was rough. I just wanted him inside me now.
It wasn’t until a frustrated tear slipped from the corner of my eye that Kaelen finally seemed to give in. He slid his fingers down, replacing mine between my legs, and pushed them deep into the soaked mess I’d already made of myself.
The stretch was perfect, yet it still wasn’t nearly enough.
He curled his fingers, finding that exact spot that made my vision go white for a second, and began working it while his thumb circled my swollen clit, making me arch hard off the bed as I clutched the sheets to keep from slipping out from beneath him.
"Fuck... yes... just like that... don’t stop..."
But even as I begged, even as his mouth kept tormenting my nipples and his fingers moved inside me, all I could think about was how empty I still felt. How badly I needed him to fill me until I couldn’t think anymore.
Thankfully, after a few minutes of that absolute torture, he finally pulled back and reached down to undo his pants.
"Remember, you begged for this," he said, his voice dropping low and rough as he shoved the heavy fabric down his thighs and freed himself.
The thick, heavy length of his cock sprang free, already rock hard and flushed dark, with a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip.
My mouth watered at the sight, and I bit my lip hard, already imagining how it would feel inside me, stretching me open until it hurt in the worst way possible.
"Don’t beg me to stop like you did last time."
"I won’t," I answered without a second thought.
Last time, I hadn’t been like this. I hadn’t been this hot and so desperately consumed by need. Right now, it felt like I might actually die if he didn’t put it in within the next second.
Without wasting another second, Kaelen grabbed my thighs, yanking my hips closer to the edge of the mattress as he lined himself up.
I felt the blunt head of his cock nudge against my soaked, aching entrance, and for one agonizing heartbeat, he held perfectly still, teasing me and making me feel every inch of how big he was.
When he finally pushed in, a broken, breathless moan tore from my throat as my body stretched around him.
He didn’t pause this time to let me adjust. He just kept sinking deeper in one long, relentless thrust until he was buried to the hilt, his hips pressed tightly against mine.
Goodness, this was heaven. I was in absolute fucking heaven.
I could feel him pulsing deep inside me, so deep it almost stole the breath from my lungs. My body tightened around him on instinct, but Kaelen didn’t give me a single second to savor the feeling.
He pulled almost all the way back until only the head remained at my entrance before driving forward again with enough force to wrench another loud, broken cry from my throat.
"Fuck... Kaelen..."
His pace immediately turned brutal. I noticed the rhythm only grew harsher and wilder whenever I cried out his name, which only made me keep saying it over and over.
"Kaelen... Kaelen..."
Each time his name slipped from my lips, it was as though a beast awakened inside him. He leaned down and bit sharply at my earlobe as he drove into me with relentless force.
Every thrust knocked another desperate sound from my lips, half moan and half whimper, nearly swallowed by the rhythmic creak of the bed and the low, rough growls rumbling continuously from deep within his chest.
I was shaking violently. My thighs trembled where they were wrapped around his waist, but I didn’t want him to stop. I never wanted this to end.
"Kiss me..." I begged instead.
He did exactly that, leaning down without slowing his relentless pace for even a second as he claimed my mouth in a rough, possessive kiss. His tongue swept past my lips, swallowing every broken moan that escaped me.
The drug was terrifyingly effective. Hours passed, yet I never showed a single sign of growing tired or wanting it to end the way I normally would have.
The unbearable heat inside me refused to fade, constantly feeding the fire burning through my body.
No wonder Kaelen had been such an absolute beast the very first night we spent together.
Right now, I was no different.
*
When my eyes finally fluttered open again, I was no longer in the VIP suite at the club.
Instead, I found myself surrounded by the grand, familiar walls of Kaelen’s private chambers at the estate. Warm rays of sunlight filtered softly through the tall, draped windows, bathing the quiet room in a golden glow.
I blinked through the lingering haze clouding my mind, groaning as I pushed myself up onto my elbows, then looked down at my body, which was covered all over with his bite marks.
But instead of waking up naked, sticky, and covered in sweat, I found myself surprisingly clean, wearing nothing but one of Kaelen’s fresh, oversized button-down shirts, which carried his familiar cedarwood scent.
How on earth had I ended up back here?