Free Web NovelChapter 124: Watery Depths III*
I reached back even in my haze, searching for Blaise’s body, only to find his rock hard member. My fingers instantly curled around his shaft, enjoying the way he hissed lightly, followed by a long sigh as I began to move my hand up and down.
It was an awkward angle and I couldn’t work to my best abilities, but Blaise didn’t need that much from me. He pulled me close by my hips, dragging me across the bed to where he was before he lined the tip of his cock right at my entrance. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Too slow. I didn’t have the patience to wait.
As soon as his tip was against my skin, I wriggled my way down, enjoying the way his huge size quickly filled me up. I gasped in delight as my walls stretched to fit his size. However, a second wave of pleasure rolled through my body just as soon as the first, my abdomen squeezing and contracting as my vision went white.
There was a different source of sensual gratification that wasn’t my own― I could feel Blaise’s arousal and his sexual pleasure, the sensation racing through my body as though it were my own. It doubled on the feeling inside of me, and with just him entering me, I quickly came undone against him, a wet, shivering mess.
The bond went both ways. As soon as I came, Blaise groaned as well, his fingers digging harshly into my hips. His nails pressed down against my skin as he rocked his hips against me, his stuttering grunts mixing with my breathy sighs in the otherwise silent room.
"Fuck, Harper, you feel fucking amazing." The words were forced out in between pants, his voice hoarse, almost an octave lower than usual, laden heavily with sex.
He pulled his cock almost all the way out even before I had returned from my high, before slamming it back in harshly, his tip digging against my g-spot, causing me to cry out.
"Wait, I am still―"
"Sensitive?" He finished the sentence for me, pressing a kiss against the vein on my neck. "I know. That’s why it will feel all the more better for you. And me."
One of Blaise’s arms was wrapped around my waist while the other locked on my shoulder just right under my chin. He pressed me tightly against him, my back arching as he slammed hard against me before drawing out, repeating the action. The scandalous sounds of flesh slapping hard against flesh echoed through the room, followed by my relentless gasps and moans, mewling for mercy.
Yet, Blaise must’ve been able to feel my second arousal building through the bond for not only did he not stop, he increased his pace and intensity. He drove in harder, deeper, faster― my vision quickly blurred as my eyes rolled back. My hands held his forearm — the one under my chin — tightly, grasping on as though I was hanging on for dear life.
His hips rolled as he thrusted up, his cock dragging against every crevice inside of me, feeling every nook and cranny while still hitting the spots that would cause my brain to go numb. It was an out-of-body experience― I no longer knew what was real and what wasn’t. All I knew — and needed — was to feel Blaise inside me, rocking me as though there was no tomorrow.
"You feel so good, baby," he said, biting down and suckling on both my neck and shoulder. When he reached the spot where his mark was, he licked the skin, his tongue running across the mark as I shivered in delight.
The hand at my waist slowly trailed down, gliding along my skin before it reached my slick folds. His wet fingers then found my clit, flicking it rhythmically along with his thrusts. I instantly cried out, trembling, toes curled, and head thrown as far back as I could as I came undone for a second time.
He didn’t relent, pushing through my orgasm as my clit became more and more sensitive. Just the slightest touch had me on a constant high, much more a relentless pursuit.
The smell of our lovemaking was flooding the room, painting and staining every inch and corner of the room, branding it as ours. It was all I could smell― the scent of it had my head in a foggy mess, further increasing my libido as though it was an endless aphrodisiacal cycle.
"Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. You are so tight." Blaise groaned into my hair, breathing heavily against me as he angled his pumps just where he needed to be.
I was a whimpering mess― I didn’t need a mirror to know that I already had saliva leaving my lips and tears leaking from my eyes; not that I cared. None of Blaise’s words seemed to register properly in my brain. All I could focus on was the sensation of his hot, hard rod buried deep inside me with the sole mission of bringing me to heaven and back.
This pleasure was all too much for me to handle. I was already at my wits end. My body screamed for mercy, for release, or even both. I couldn’t tell what I wanted any longer.
Blaise’s thrusts were getting sloppier and sloppier, and I knew that he was getting close too― I could feel it. I squeezed tight, earning myself an expletive that fell from his lips as he bit down on his mark on me in retaliation. It didn’t hurt― on the contrary, it felt as though he had pumped a stimulant straight into my bloodstream.
"Fill me..." I mumbled, my voice soft but enough for a werewolf’s ears to easily pick up. I couldn’t muster enough strength to say it any louder. "Fuck, Blaise. Fill me up with your cum."
Those seemed like the magic words that pushed Blaise past the point of no return. With a final thrust, Blaise groaned as he came undone. His hips bucked against mine, pressing against my ass as he spilled ropes upon ropes of his release into me. Even his arms were now wrapped around my body, holding me so close that even if I wanted to, there was no possible way for me to worm free.
My thighs were quivering, and that was just about the only movement I could make. It took a few moments before we both returned from that explosive high; it felt so out of this world that I would’ve thought I imagined it all, if it weren’t for the scent of sweat and sex that still lingered in the air.
I turned my head as far back as I could, just enough for Blaise to move forward to press a kiss on my lips.
"I love you," he murmured before giving me another kiss, one which I returned with equal fervor.
"I love you too."
