Page 44 of Possessive Billionaire's Twisted Hunt

His grip tightened around Ivy's hand, pulling it forcefully and guiding it under his t-shirt, urging her to touch his abs. His muscles were taut against her fingers, his body burning with intensity.

"Is this not good enough for you?" His voice trembled with suppressed rage. His hands pulled her body flush against his, the heat between them almost unbearable. Before she could respond, he gripped her face again, his lips crashing onto hers in a furious kiss. His body moved against hers, urging her to respond, his mouth licking her lips with a desperation that left her breathless.

Ivy’s hands slipped out from under Christian’s t-shirt and slid to his shoulders. As his tongue licked her lips, her hand trailed upward, wrapping around his throat and tightening slightly. She pulled back from the kiss.

As much as he didn’t want to, Christian pulled back too. His lips detached from hers with a mix of force and reluctance. His forehead creased with a frown, breath ragged and heavy.

“Let me please you,” he rasped, his hoarse voice trembling. His hand slid to the back of her head, fingers threading through her hair, his lips lingering just an inch away, ready to capture hers again without restraint.

Chapter 15 A Little More

Ivy pushed him back by his throat. He followed her touch even though she didn’t use much force. Instead of stepping away, she pushed him back onto the bed. His body fell against the mattress, his hands gripping the sheets as Ivy climbed over him. Her dress slid up her thighs, her knees pressing into the mattress as she straddled his lower body.

Her face tilted upward, her eyes dark and filled with intent. She tightened her grip on his throat and leaned in close.

Her pink lips brushed against his neck before trailing upward. Soft kisses melted into his skin, her tongue flicking out to leave small licks along his throat. The kisses moved to his cheek, then to his ear. Her cold breaths turned hot, blowing against his skin as her mouth traveled down again.

Panting with excitement, Ivy’s movements turned frantic. She attacked his neck with her mouth. Her wet kisses and sharp teeth grazed his throat, her soft lips sucking at his sensitive skin.

Her intoxicating scent filled Christian’s lungs, his body burning hotter with each passing second. Her mouth moved from one side of his throat to the other—licking, kissing, biting—driving him to the edge of madness.

Christian groaned, his patience snapping. His hands shot to her waist, dragging her closer and pressing her flush against his body. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. His fingers gripped her hips tightly, his middle and index finger digging into her soft flesh.

His hands slid up and down that slit, caressing her wetness over her panties.

Her mouth continued to trail along his neck, leaving hot kisses and soft bites. Her tongue slid from his collarbone to his neck, then up to his cheek and back down again.

Christian growled low in his throat, seizing the back of her head and yanking it back to expose her neck. A dark hunger flared in his eyes as he buried his face against her skin, sucking and biting until red marks blossomed on her delicate skin. Her heady scent made him feel high—desperate to devour more of her.

"Ahhhh..." Ivy’s moans grew louder despite her effort to hold them back.

"Just a little more," Christian murmured darkly, biting her neck before swiping his tongue over the red mark, soothing it with a wet lick.

His hand gripped the neckline of her dress, yanking it down impatiently. The stretchy fabric gave way beneath his grip, exposing her bare breast to him. His hand cupped her softness directly, his thumb brushing over her hardened nipple.

He bit down on her earlobe, sucking on it before pulling it into his mouth. Ivy’s breath hitched, and her body twitched under him as sensitivity overwhelmed her.

“You’re mine now, Ivy,” he whispered in her ear, his voice rough with possession. “Every inch of your body belongs to me. Only I can touch you.”

Without waiting for a response, his lips trailed down her chest, capturing her pink nipple between his lips. He sucked it hungrily, making it peak even more beneath his touch.

As his mouth ravished her breast, his hand slid down, squeezing the round globes of her ass. His fingers slipped between her legs, pressing against the thin material of her panties, rubbing over the sensitive spot between her thighs.

“Ah… Christian…” Ivy moaned, her voice trembling, her head falling back.

The sound of his name leaving her lips pushed him to the edge. He had imagined this, dreamt of this moment for years, wondering what she’d sound like when she moaned, begged for him, called his name. And now, hearing her voice, breathless and begging, nearly drove him insane.

He pushed her down onto the bed and climbed over her. With a sharp tug, he ripped her dress down the middle, exposing her fully to his heated gaze.

Like a man starved, he latched onto her pert nipple, sucking on it while his hand slipped lower, sliding two fingers beneath her panties and into her wet heat. He thrust his fingers deep inside her, massaging her from within as his mouth continued teasing her sensitive nipples.

"Ah… slow down…" Ivy begged when his teeth nipped at her nipple without warning. But Christian’s tongue was quick to soothe the sting, licking away the pain.

Christian pulled his head up, his eyes dark and burning as he whispered dangerously, “I can either eat your nipples however I please right now or your pussy. Take your pick, Ivy.”

Ivy’s body trembled beneath him, her chest rising and falling in shallow pants. His fingers continued to stroke her core mercilessly. His gaze was fierce as he leaned down, his lips grazing hers.

“N-nipples… please,” Ivy murmured, her voice shaky with desperation.

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