Page 52 of Dark Fate

A gasp escapes my lips as I throw my head back, my neck arching in ecstasy. The damp moss beneath me feels electrifying, heightening my anticipation. The sound of the nearby waterfall mingles withRhyland's groans and the wet sounds of his mouth on me, creating a symphony of nature and pleasure.

"God,baby, you taste like the sweetest candy," he murmurs against my skin, his voice thick with desire. "Want to know my favorite place to bite you?"

I nod, barely able to form words.

He trails kisses along my inner thigh, leaving a burning path in their wake. "Right here," he growls, his teeth grazing my soft flesh. "And here," he adds, flicking his tongue over my aching clit.

My heart races at the thought of him drinking from me in such an intimate way. My cheeks flush, and my eyes widen with both shock and arousal.

A seductive smile plays onRhyland's lips as he leans closer, whispering, "You'll love it,baby. You might even beg for it." With a swift motion, he sinks his razor-sharp fangs into my thigh, eliciting a moan from deep within me. Pleasure mixes with pain as he drinks from me, his hands roaming my body.

He growls against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. The sensation of his fangs piercing me, combined with his hands exploring my body, drives me wild. I can feel myself growing wetter, my hips bucking against him as he continues to drink from me. A searing heat builds in my core, my clit throbbing with need.

Oh, god…

Suddenly, he pulls away, licking his lips. My body instinctively reaches for him, but he quickly grasps my wrists, pinning them above my head. A low, feral growl escapes his chest as he locks eyes with me, his lips stained with my blood. The sight sends a wave of pleasure coursing through me, intensifying the ache between my thighs.

"Not yet,baby," he whispers, his voice husky and deep.

Can I really orgasm from him feeding off my thigh alone? The thought sends a thrill through me, and I realize I want more.

His voice is laced with danger and seduction as he speaks against my ear. "See? I knew you would." I tremble at the feel of his hot breath against my skin.

"Yes...more than anything," I reply, tracing my tongue up the side of his neck, following the intricate patterns of his tattoos. He tenses, groaning as his hardness presses against my stomach. "Rhyland," I whimper, my body burning with need for him.

The air around us crackles with raw, primal need. His eyes burn with intense hunger as he growls, "You're fucking mouthwatering, baby. You have any idea what you do to me?"

He slides his hand between my thighs, cupping my pussy and rubbing his palm against me in a sinful, tempting motion. "You want me, baby? You want my thick cock inside that tight cunt?" His voice is a gravelly demand, thick with arousal.

"Fuck yes," I breathe, my body throbbing with need. "I want you. All of you."

His mouth crashes onto mine, devouring me with a kiss that leaves no doubt about his possession. It's fierce, demanding, and utterly intoxicating.

He pulls back, his eyes blazing. "Say it again."

My response is a guttural growl of frustration and need. He knows I want him, and he enjoys every minute of this teasing game.

A fierce grin stretches across his face, and in one fluid motion, he flips me onto the rough, moss-covered rock, pinning my hands behind my back. My breasts press against the cool stone, and I can feel his cock against my ass. With his free hand, he wraps his fingers around my throat, making me arch against him in submission.

His dominating presence consumes me, his large hand easily encircling my throat. I crave more of his animalistic passion, my body aching for him to claim me completely.

A menacing growl rumbles in his chest, sending a delicious shiver down my spine. "You have no fucking idea how much I enjoy your feistiness," he teases, his voice dripping with lust. "I can feel your frustration,baby. That raw need coiled tight inside you."

His words are a promise, threatening to unravel every last shred of my control. How does he do this to me? My body aching for him in ways I never thought possible.

"Stop teasing me,Rhy—" My words are cut off as his grip tightens, restricting my air. My pussy throbs, arousal dripping onto my thighs.

His thrill surges through me, a testament to the two-way street of our bond. He tightens his hold on my throat, an erotic moan escaping him. "So fucking beautiful," he murmurs.

He releases my throat, but before I can catch my breath, he thrusts into me with brutal force. A cry of pain and pleasure tears from my lips as he fills me completely, stretching me to the limit.

I writhe beneath him, my arms still pinned behind my back as he grips a handful of my hair, forcing my head back. His touch ignites every erogenous zone, making me feel like I'm at a skilled magician's mercy. He exposes my neck, driving into me with unrelenting force.

"Is this what you need?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous as he hammers into me. "My cock...fucking you...hard and deep?"

My sensitive nipples brush against the rough surface, sending spikes of pleasure and pain through me. They peak, hard and taut, the friction only adding to the torrent of delicious sensations flooding my body.

The sounds of our flesh slapping together and the rush of blood in my ears drown out everything else. The raw, primal noises escaping my throat reveal just how consumed I am by him. Every nerve in my body is electrified as he claims me, his words driving me closer and closer to the edge.

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