Chapter 21 #3
The rest of the world has completely faded, leaving only us, and I give myself over to the exhilaration of his bite, savoring each second of this addictive bliss.
While Thane keeps his fangs deep inside my wrist, electricity thrums throughout my veins, awakening every inch of me.
His hips suddenly buck beneath me, and an animalistic sound rumbles deep within his chest as his arousal presses into me, igniting carnal desire.
The seam of his zipper strokes my clit, which has been left bare beneath the thin fabric of the skirt, and for the first time since putting this costume on, I’m thankful for the lack of material.
Any release I had felt earlier today is completely pointless now that his bite has brought back the mark’s relentless lustful pull.
The moment his fangs sank into my wrist, my resistance to him was replaced by irrational desire to be claimed by him.
It’s like my body has a mind of its own now, and a needy moan spills from my lips as my want for him grows more demanding. More feral.
Thane continues to move his hips, making me whimper as the feeling of his hardness teases me mercilessly.
Any concern of having eyes on us ceases to exist, clouded by my insatiable hunger for him.
Everything about Thane calls to me with endless temptation.
His muscles. His moonlight eyes. His spellbinding scent.
Each one, making me grow weak with never-ending want.
As if he feels it too, Thane’s hand tightens around the back of my neck, fighting to keep control. Unlike me, he isn’t paralyzed by the bite. If he wanted to, he could unleash his cock and bury himself in me right now.
And fuck. I wish he would.
I’d give just about anything to feel the full length of him fill me up and destroy me with the power of his Alpha dominance.
Each time he bucks his hips, I find myself silently praying that he’ll free himself so that I can sink down onto his cock and finally know what it feels like to have him inside of me.
Just imagining it has my pussy dripping with need, and my breath catching in my throat.
All of a sudden, Thane withdraws his fangs as if another drop of my blood would ruin him. The paralysis slowly leaves my body, but his grip doesn’t loosen. Instead, Thane buries his face into my neck, brushing his lips against my skin as he breathes me in.
I force my wrist free so that I can fist his hair as I grind into him, still overcome with savage need.
His pleading groan encourages me to keep going, and the demand for release completely takes over.
I ride his cock, using his zipper to rub my clit while his hands cup my bare ass, squeezing it in a possessive kind of way that makes my pulse race with adrenaline.
My pussy throbs, aching to be sated by him, and with each roll of my hips, I feel his muscles tense beneath me while his lips find my ear, making my eyes roll back.
The sexual tension is all-consuming, and I know he feels it too. Even with the barrier of his pants, I can feel how hard he is. How much he wants me. His lips begin to work their way down to my breasts while I continue to grind on him with more urgency, driven by maddening need.
Thane slaps my ass as his tongue trails my cleavage, scoring a line of heat across my skin.
It’s all too much, and yet not enough. It’s been so long since I’ve been with anyone, and my body is starving for affection like it’s some kind of ravenous beast. Thane’s hand wraps around my throat, and I toss my head back, relishing the feel of his cock beneath me as I continue to roll my hips.
A low growl crawls up the back of his throat, letting me know that he’s enjoying this just as much as I am, and the thought of that sends heat blazing through me.
His grip tightens around my neck as he thrusts his hips, injecting a rush of lust into my veins, and I lift my head back up so that I can lock eyes with him, needing to see the man who has completely consumed me.
The two of us stare at one another with intense longing while I continue to ride him like a wild animal possessed with fervent need.
My hands clutch his hair tighter as the orgasm draws nearer, and Thane pulls me closer with the hand still latched around my throat.
His breath caresses my mouth as his soft lips brush against mine.
“Come for me, Grey.”
The sound of his rough voice pushes me over the edge, and I pull back, looking him in the eye with one last roll of my hips. My body spasms with intense satisfaction, and a breathy moan slips from my lips as I fall forward, letting the wave of ecstasy flow through me.
Thane growls into my pushed-up breasts, squeezing my ass while the climax continues to claim me. When he finally leans back to look at me, I rest my forehead on his, panting as the high of the orgasm settles between us. We stay like that for a long moment, neither of us wanting to pull away.
Thane drags his thumb across my bottom lip, but just as he’s about to claim my mouth with his, a tsunami of clarity knocks into me, and I push away, scrambling out of his lap as shame and disgust begin to eat away at me.
For a split second, Thane almost looks hurt by my reaction, but then a satisfied smirk spreads across his face as he leans back in his chair.
“You’re dismissed,” he says with the wave of his hand.
I lunge at him, but Kole’s strong arms wrap around me, dragging me away.