Aurelia
"Happy birthday, Aurelia"
Those words. They didn't just reach my ears. They were etched on my skin.
He knew. He knew all along. The shock on my face was instantaneous.
"You thought you could keep a secret from me, Little Writer?" He asked. He didn't wait for my response.
He took me again and gave me a long relentless stroke. His thumb pressing that sensitive bud right there.
My climax tore through me with the force of a hurricane. A soundless scream ripped through me, my vision whiting out as I trembled against the wall. Held upright only by the hands of the villain who knew me better than I knew myself.
"Mine" he claimed.
Jayvion stood up to his feet, breathing raggedly. His amber eyes were heated like molten ambers in the dark. His own arousal threatening to punch a hole on his trousers. I gulped, looking at his bulge. He followed my line of sight and when he caught me staring, he looked at me and smirked. A deadly devastating smirk.
"Stop looking, Aurelia" his voice felt strained. A hot raging heat pooled low in my stomach. For the second time that night, I was turning on. As if he hadn't just given me a brain-resetting orgasm now.
I didn't stop looking.
He sucked in a breath and pinned me on the wall. Hand closing around my throat. His hard-on pressing against my stomach. I stopped breathing.
"What was that, hmm?" I could see the battle on his eyes as he asked. He's controlling himself.
"Y-y-you- are..." Hard. I didn't need to say it out but he knows what I mean. Aurelia, you're crazy for pointing it out. Yeah I know I'm crazy. My oxytocin level is so high that it literally affected my brain. Thank you very much.
He growled lowly, fingers tightening around my throat. I gasped.
"Yes I am. You caused it. Your presence. Your scent. Your eyes. Every gasp. Every moan. Every bite of your lips...makes me hard" his voice was so thick, I'd swore it doesn't belong to him.
"You don't know how much. I want to ruin you. Right now" it's both a confession and a vow. Each syllable was stressed that shot straight to my core.
"Then don't hold back" I whispered. His eyes flew to mine. Shocked. I held his gaze, challenging.
"Aurelia..." His voice was cracking. His control, fraying. I held his gaze, a silent answer in the darkest of the night.
"Fuck" that was it. One word. Every control and restraint evaporated.
He swept my off my feet, carrying me in a bridal style toward his room.
As the door clicked shut, I was dropped on my feet. Our lips crashed. This wasn't a kiss. It was an explosion of pent-up hunger and desire. Need. He tore the last piece of fabric out of me as he guided me to the bed. He gave me a light push and I fell, bouncing on the bed with a soft thud. He stood up, taking the utterly exposed sight of me. I didn't shy away or try to cover up. This is the first time he's seeing me like this but all what I felt was an intense desire and boldness. Though this was utterly wrong. Him fully dressed while I was completely stark. I watched as his lips curved up into a dark satisfied smirk.
"Beautiful"
He moved to the bedside and shuffled through the drawer, pulling out a pack of what I supposed is a protection. A tinged of disappointment touched my heart but I brushed it off. It's our first time afterall.
Then, he was undressing. My heart thrummed against my ribcage as he peeled off every layer of fabric. His body was utter perfection. He was built. A masculine structured physique that would make girls throw themselves at his feet. The view of him in front of me was so jaw dropping. I haven't seen a man looking so sexy as him. Literally, no man is compared to Jayvion. My gaze travelled to his packed stomach, down to the dip of his waist-- that sexy V-line. Then further down to his..gaps. his length. Huge, lengthy, veiny, the tip already dripping.
My mouth went dry as My gaze flew to him, screaming a silent question.
Can he fit...in?
He crawled to the bed, his huge frame straddling me. His eyes a shade darker I'd never seen before. The dimness of the room made his lines of his face, sharp and hard.
"You don't know what you're asking for, Aurelia" he whispered against my ear. His tip, rubbing my entrance. I sighed.
"I am not a gentleman" he added. It was a warning.
"I don't want you gentle" I whispered back.
He growled and pushed his length inside me. My face crumpled as I let out a sharp cry. I'm not a virgin but I hadn't been laid for more than a year which is why I was so tight. He was so huge and I was filled. So full.
Jayvion
The moment her tight walls wrapped around mea had been the best moment of my life. It felt like I'd been lost and I was finally home. Aurelia Blackwood would be the death of me. But I don't mind dying if it means being buried deep inside her.
"Breath... breath for me" I whispered when she complained of pain. She tightened her walls, squeezing the primal need inside me. I'd been damned if it didn't nearly made me come. I felt like a fucking sex freak teenage boy.
"Don't..." My warning had been cut short as she did it again, clenching tighter. My growl deepened and I began to move. Fast. Slow. Fast. Slow. I punished her.
"Jayv... please" her broken plea was my undoing as I picked up my pace. Thrusting in and out as fast as I could be as I chased our release. Her eyes rolled back when I hit that particular spot and her moans grew louder.
"You take me so well, Aurelia" I praised, pounding her until she's utterly consumed. Messed up. Aurelia is mine. And mine alone. Right now, I am the only one who existed in her world. I am the only one she could feel. See. Touch. And love.
"Look at how perfect we fit" I forced her to look where we were connected at.
Her head fell back, eyes shut.
"Look at me. Look at who's ruining you. Look at whom you belonged to" I commanded. She obeyed, locking her intoxicated brown eyes on mine.
"Say it, love. Who do you belong to?" I asked, my pace turning unbelievably fast.
"Y-y-you- Jayvion" her climax ripped through her and she trembled with a raw loud moan. My own release followed right after and I stayed there, buried deep in her. Mine. She is mine.