Free Web NovelChapter 119: Chapter 119
Riley’s POV
The heat hit me like someone had flipped a switch inside my body and cranked it to maximum.
One second I was yelling at Caden and the older woman to leave me the hell alone. The next, my knees almost buckled because this burning, aching need exploded between my legs so strong that I had to press my thighs together just to keep standing.
My skin felt too tight. Every brush of my dress against my nipples made them throb harder now, and my panties were already soaked through like I had been edged for hours—even though nothing had touched me down there yet.
I hated it.
I hated how my body was betraying me right now—how my breathing came out in short little pants, how my hands kept clenching into fists because I wanted, needed, to touch myself so badly.
But I refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing me break that fast.
"Stop this," I gasped, my voice shaking. "I just got back from almost dying out there. I haven’t slept in days. You can’t just... force this on me like I’m some animal in heat."
The older woman didn’t even flinch.
"You’re not ordinary anymore, Riley. You’re his mate. And right now his vampire side is winning. If we don’t stabilize him through you, he rips himself apart... or rips everyone else apart trying to get to you. You feel it already. Don’t hold back."
I wanted to scream at her. That this was wrong. That I didn’t sign up for any of this shifter-vampire-mate bullshit.
But the words got stuck in my throat.
Another wave of desire rolled through me, and my clit pulsed so hard I whimpered out loud without meaning to. My legs shook violently. I had to grab the edge of a metal table nearby just to stay upright.
Behind me, the chains rattled violently again.
Gunnar’s growl turned into something deeper—more animal than vampire—like both sides of him were fighting to reach me at the same time. I turned my head and looked at him... really looked.
My stomach flipped.
He was massive in those silver chains. Every muscle in his arms and chest stood out sharp and tense as he yanked forward again and again.
The metal links bit into his pale skin, leaving red welts that healed almost instantly only to get torn open again. His dark hair hung in his face, but when he lifted his head those crimson eyes locked straight on me and didn’t waver.
His lips parted just enough to reveal the long white fangs.
The way he stared made my whole body flush hotter—even though fear spiked through me at the same time.
He looked like he wanted to devour me.
Like he would break every bone in his body just to get free and do it.
Caden stepped in front of me, blocking part of my view.
"I’m letting him loose now," he said, his voice low and final. "The chains won’t hold much longer anyway. Better he claims you controlled than he breaks out and takes you in front of all of us while he’s feral."
"No—" I started.
But he woman cut me off by pressing two fingers to my neck again, right over my pulse.
Another pulse of that strange energy shot through me, and the heat cranked up to another notch. My vision blurred for a second. My nipples ached so badly that I crossed my arms over my chest without thinking, squeezing them through the fabric just to get some relief.
A moan slipped out before I could stop it.
Gunnar heard it.
The chains clanked as he lunged forward one last time.
Something snapped—metal links popping like gunfire and the silver structure creaked.
Caden cursed under his breath and moved fast, unlocking the last restraints on Gunnar’s wrists and ankles with quick movements.
The older woman stepped back toward the door.
"Once he marks her, the heat will ease for both of them," she said calmly. "Don’t interfere unless he tries to drain her completely."
Then she was gone, the door slamming shut behind her.
Caden looked at me one last time.
"Fight if you want," he said quietly. "It won’t change the outcome."
Then he left too, locking the door from the outside.
I was alone with Gunnar.
He didn’t move right away.
He just stood there breathing hard, his chest rising and falling, crimson eyes fixed on me like I was prey and salvation at the same time. Blood trickled from the cuts on his wrists where the silver had bitten deep, but he didn’t seem to notice.
His fangs looked longer now.
Sharper.
I took one step back.
My heel hit the wall.
Nowhere to go.
That was all it took.
Gunnar crossed the room in two strides and slammed me against the wall so hard the impact knocked the air out of my lungs.
His body pinned mine, one thick thigh shoving between my legs to keep them spread, his huge bulge grinding right against my soaked core through our clothes.
I gasped, my hands flying up to push at his chest.
He didn’t move.
He was like stone.
Hot, trembling stone.
His face dropped to my neck. I felt the scrape of his fangs along my skin first, teasing the spot where my pulse hammered wildly.
"You..." he growled, his voice wrecked and deeper than I had ever heard it. "Your scent... fuck... it’s everywhere. Driving me insane."
I tried to twist away.
"Gunnar, wait—don’t—"
He didn’t wait.
His fangs sank straight into the side of my neck in one smooth, brutal motion.
The sting was instant—sharp—then gone as he started to suck. The first hard pull of my blood into his mouth sent a lightning bolt of pleasure straight down my spine and into my pussy.
My back arched off the wall on instinct.
My hips rolled forward, grinding against his straining bulge without my permission. Every time he swallowed, another wave of raw, desperate lust crashed through me until my legs shook so badly that only his grip on my waist kept me upright.
I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the stone walls.
My hands fisted in his shirt instead of pushing him away now.
This desire was unbearable.
My clit throbbed with every pull he took. My nipples were so hard they hurt. My entire body screamed for more.
I reached up and squeezed my own breasts through my dress, pinching my nipples hard because I couldn’t stand the ache anymore.
Gunnar growled against my throat.
The vibration made me whimper.
He drank deeper, faster, like he couldn’t get enough. My head spun. My limbs felt heavy and light at the same time. The more blood he took, the weaker I became—but the lust only grew stronger until I was practically humping his thigh, chasing any friction I could get.
"Gunnar... please..." The words came out broken and needy. "Touch me... I need you inside me... I can’t... I can’t think..."
He ripped his fangs free with a wet sound.
Blood trickled down my neck, warm and sticky.
His eyes were pure crimson red now, his pupils blown so wide there was almost no white left. He stared at me like I was the only thing keeping him sane.
Then his big hands grabbed my ass and squeezed so hard I cried out.
He lifted me higher against the wall, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct.
His mouth dropped straight to my left breast.
He yanked the neckline of my dress down with his teeth, exposing me, and sucked my nipple into his mouth greedily. His tongue flicked over the tight peak while his teeth grazed it, biting just enough to sting.
I screamed, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
He switched to the other nipple, sucking even harder, biting down while one hand kept kneading my ass, spreading me open even through the fabric.
My pussy clenched around nothing.
The ache was unbearable.
"Gunnar—fuck—please—" I begged, my voice high and desperate. "I need more... touch me there... eat me... anything..."
Just like he was adhering my command, he dropped to his knees so fast I almost fell, but he caught my hips and shoved my dress up to my waist.
My ruined panties didn’t stand a chance.
He tore them off in one yank and threw them aside.
Then he buried his face between my thighs and attacked.
His tongue licked a long, flat stripe from my entrance to my clit, tasting every drop of my wetness. He groaned like I was the best thing he’d ever had.
Then he sucked my clit into his mouth hard, flicking the tip of his tongue over it so fast I saw stars.
Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning, curling right against that spot that made my whole body jerk. freēwebnovel.com
I screamed his name.
My hands flew to his hair, holding him there while my hips bucked against his face.
He ate me like he was starving—sucking, licking, biting gently on my folds, thrusting his fingers deeper and faster. The wet, filthy sounds filled the room, mixing with my moans and his growls.
"Mine," he rasped against my pussy, his voice vibrating right on my clit. "Mine, Riley. Mine, always mine"
His tongue flicked faster now, and oh heavens, I was going to die at this point.
"You’re mine now. Not anyone’s. Never anyone’s."
The orgasm built so fast I couldn’t stop it.
My thighs clamped around his head as my back arched off the wall~
