CHAPTER 68! LOVE #5
Even in the middle of this wild, raw pressure, he watched every tiny reaction on my face, making sure I was completely consumed by him. He wanted all of me-my anger, my body, my complete submission.
"I am your's," he growled low in his throat, slamming his hips forward again. "Every single inch of me."
"Aryav... ah! Yes... mmm..." I gasped, a broken whimper escaping my lips as my fingers dug hard into the broad muscles of his shoulders. "Ah... please..."
He leaned down, burying his face in the crook of my neck. He bit down softly on the sensitive skin above my collarbone, followed immediately by a slow, soothing lick that sent a sharp shiver running all the way down my spine.
The contrast of his rough power and his intense, obsessive focus on my pleasure was driving me out of my mind.
His pace grew faster, harder, more relentless. Every deep stroke hit that exact, aching spot inside me, building a tight, unbearable pressure in my lower stomach. My breathing turned into short, broken cries, my thighs shaking violently against his sides.
"Nngh... ah! I'm... I'm close..." I whimpered, my voice trembling with a mixture of raw desire and sheer helplessness. "Ah... Aryav!"
"Come for me, darling," he whispered against my lips, his thrusts turning fast, possessive, and completely unyielding. "Let go."
The tension snapped. A violent, shattering orgasm crashed over me. My walls clamped down hard around his thick length, pulsing tightly in uncontrollable waves.
I threw my head back, a loud, breathless scream escaping my throat as the sheer intensity of the peak swept through my entire body.
"AHHH! OH GOD... ARYAV!"
My hips bucked helplessly against his, completely undone by the force of it, my moans turning into ragged, breathy gasps.
Feeling my body break around him shattered his last bit of restraint. Aryav let out a deep, guttural roar, driving himself into me one final, devastating time.
He held himself buried deep inside my pulsing heat as his entire body went rigid, pouring himself completely inside me.
He collapsed over me, taking care not to crush me with his full weight. His forehead rested against mine, his heavy chest rising and falling against my bare breasts as we both struggled to catch our breath, my soft whimpers slowly fading into the quiet air.
For a long minute, neither of us moved. The quiet in the room returned, filled only by our ragged breathing.
Slowly, gently, Aryav pulled out of me. A small, soft gasp left my lips at the sudden emptiness, my body shivering in the cool air. Before I could move, he gathered me into his strong arms, pulling my weak, trembling body tight against his chest.
He leaned down and pressed a long, soft kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering against my warm skin.
"I'm sorry for hurting you, Aadhira," he murmured softly, his voice full of genuine tenderness.
I looked up into his dark eyes. The anger, the jealousy, and the doubts from earlier were gone, replaced by a quiet, deep warmth.
I reached up with a weak hand, touching his jaw, and pulled him down into a soft, slow kiss. It was simple and gentle-a quiet promise between us.
He shifted onto his side, keeping me tucked securely against his bare chest with his arm wrapped tightly around my waist like an inescapable band of iron.
As my mind cleared, reality suddenly slammed back into me.
We were both completely bare, our skin flushed, slick, and coated in the messy evidence of what we had just done. A deep wave of embarrassment flooded through me, turning my face hot.
I had completely unraveled under him, letting him take me right after a bitter fight.
"Aryav... let me get up," I whispered softly, my face burning with shame as I tried to pull the heavy blanket over my shoulders. "I need to put something on."
"No," he said quietly, his grip tightening just enough to pin me against his body. He buried his face in my damp hair, taking a slow, possessive breath.
"Please," I tried again, my fingers weakly pushing against his solid chest. "We're naked. Let me wash up."
"Sleep, Aadhira," he murmured, his thumb moving in slow, soothing circles on my back, refusing to let an inch of space form between us. "I'll clean you up and get you dressed later. You're exhausted."
My body felt completely weightless, every ounce of my energy drained. I let out a quiet, defeated sigh and rested my burning cheek against his beating heart.
He pulled the thick blanket all the way over us, trapping me in his heat, and I closed my eyes, falling fast asleep in his possessive hold.
Oh my God, this chapter is so dirty... I'm actually embarrassed
And let me be honest-I am definitely NOT the person who knows how to write adult scenes. But I still tried my best for you guys because Aryav and Aadhira demanded it.