Chapter 21: Beg me (M)
Ash’s pov ;
"I...wahsl.." I tried to speak but couldn’t make the words as his fingers pressed on my hot and wet tongue.
"That’s enough talking. If you want someone to fuck you, It will be me. It’s going to be my cock. Do you understand?"
Elijah’s eyes had a darkness to them, something possessive and demanding. I could feel the heat radiating off his body as he stood over me.
And I don’t know why but it was kind of turning me on.
He pushed his fingers deeper into my throat and I choked, my eyes watering.
The act was aggressive, asserting dominance in a way that made my heart pound in my chest. My breath hitched, and I struggled to maintain eye contact, the intensity in his eyes was both terrifying and electrifying. But I could see it.
He wanted to claim me, mark his territory with every touch. I tried to push back the rising tide of bliss, the mixture of fear and excitement that threatened to overwhelm me.
He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin as he whispered, "You belong to me. I saved you and I brought you," The words were a command, a reminder of our unspoken rules. My body responded instinctively, a shiver running down my spine, and I knew that resisting was useless by now.
I closed my eyes, surrendering to the moment, and just lost in the moment. Elijah’s fingers pressed deeper into my mouth, the taste and feel of him overwhelming my senses.
Part of me hated him—his arrogance, his possessiveness—but at this moment, all I could think about was the way his touch made my skin tingle and my pulse race. Despite my resentment, I couldn’t deny the sinful attraction I felt for him.