Page 69 of Dark Awakening

For now, I lean into his touch, allowing this brief oasis of affection. But a storm rages inside me, unsettled and unclear. I crave his darkness; I crave the light.

I am captivated by his deep blue eyes that gush with desire. His hard body presses against me, and I can feel the heat emanating from his aroused manhood. His gentle embrace makes me feel safe and secure, while his words promise a future of never-ending devotion. His terms of passion and lust set my skin on fire. I want to give in to him and surrender my body to pleasure.

“Angel, you belong to me now, and I will never let any harm come to you. I'm devoted only to you, and I am not afraid to show it.”

My heart races like a wild horse as his sapphire eyes gaze into mine. Every inch of my body burns for him in anticipation.

I murmur, “Why?” His face scrunches up in confusion. “Why me?”

He smiles the sexiest smile, and as if he can read my mind, his delicious lips swoop to mine, tasting them with gentle suction, his teeth biting my bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. “Because you were made for me, Angel.”

His gaze never wavers while I take in the depths of his inviting lips before returning to meet his eyes again, silently permitting him to become more intimate.

His hand pulls tighter around my waist as he crashes his lips into me, taking over my senses with his passionate kiss. His strong hands grip my curves possessively, tenderly squeezing and massaging my ass before roving ever higher toward my breasts. A jolt of pleasure courses through my entire being at his touch, and I let out an approving moan, allowing myself to get lost at this moment.

"Fuck, Dani, I need you so goddamn bad. You drive me to the brink of madness every time." Rhyland's desperate words ignite my body's response. He rips my shirt off, baring my chest to his greedy gaze. "So fucking gorgeous," he groans, sucking a nipple hungrily while roughly massaging the other. Blistering pleasure cascades through me.

I reach down and grasp his massive shaft through his pants, feeling it pulse and strain.

Oh, my!

I gasp eagerly at the rigid girth awaiting me. He hisses and quivers from my exploring touch. His heated hand slides between my thighs, delving under my shorts to find my drenched, aching pussy.

"Fucking hell, so wet," he mutters, thick fingers massaging my slick folds. I tremble and groan as he firmly cups my throbbing sex.

He tears off my shorts in one smooth motion, leaving just my soaked panties, barely concealing my slick need. He rips those aside and strokes my swollen clit while thrusting a thick digit inside me. Waves of scorching pleasure flood my veins. Rhyland knows precisely how to play my body. I cry his name ecstatically as he finger-fucks me.

"Tell me what you want, baby," he growls.

My willpower crumbles under his commanding presence and relentless passion. No man has made me feel so desired yet protected. My body screams to be possessed by him.

"Fuck me...please," I finally beg. "I need you inside me."

He rips open his jeans with a wicked grin. "Music to my ears. I love hearing you beg."

He's pressing me against the wall in a blur, his rigid length nudging my soaked entrance. I cling to his shoulders, dizzy with anticipation.

He holds maddeningly still, letting me feel his heat but denying penetration. The rough lace of my panties cuts into my skin as I try rubbing myself against his swollen head. I've never needed to be filled this badly.

"Want it, Angel? Tell me how much you ache for me," he orders roughly, fingers lightly stroking my pulsing clit.

"Please, Rhyland…" I moan desperately. "Fuck me. I ache so bad for you." Vulgarity flows freely in my arousal.

With a savage growl, he slams inside, massive girth splitting me wide. The sharp burn melts into overwhelming fullness as he possesses my clenching pussy completely. I scream hoarsely, the sound primal and raw.

"Fuck yes, so goddamn tight," he pants against my throat, grips crushing on my thighs. I can only whimper and nod drunkenly, barely comprehending speech. He withdraws slowly before pounding back in bruisingly deep. "Killing me, Angel... feels too fucking good."

Rhyland ravages me relentlessly, my back slamming the wall with each devastating thrust. I'm mindless, reduced to a well-fucked rag doll impaled on his pistoning cock. He hits untouched depths within me, wringing screams from my raw throat.

"Oh god, too much," I gasp raggedly, but my traitorous body clutches him tighter, hungry for more.

He fists my hair painfully, growling, "You begged for this cock. Now you're going to take it all, sweetheart."

I dissolve into whimpering euphoria, dripping wet and quaking around him. He fucks me with savage force until the sharp edge of pain gives way to blistering pleasure. I never want this to end.

He hitches my legs up with an iron grip, splaying me helplessly against the wall. Now he can drive even deeper, reaching my core and grinding my swollen clit. The relentless pounding pulls shrieks from me. My wailing cries fill the room, barely muffled by his devouring mouth. His animal ferocity pushes me toward a mind-shattering climax.

"Harder..." I plead shamelessly, drunk on him. With a snarl, he complies, cock pummeling my slick cunt brutally. My ass slaps the cold wall, the shock heightening everything. I dissolve into a well-used fucktoy impaled on his ruthless length, reduced to primal moans.

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