Page 49 of Possessive Billionaire's Twisted Hunt

Christian finally stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a dark smirk on his face. His hands slid up to her waist as he aligned his shaft with her soaked entrance. Slowly, gently, he slid inside her again.

Her soft walls gripped his manhood, sucking him in as he stretched her inch by inch. Christian sighed deeply, his head tipping back as if he were tasting heaven itself.

Just when she thought he would take it slow, his eyes darkened, and a wicked glint crossed his face. His hips jerked forward hard, his thick rod ramming deep inside her.

“Ahhh!” Ivy cried out, clutching his shoulders.

He grew more aroused with every sound she made, his thrusts hitting the deepest part of her. He pulled out slowly, then slammed back inside her, his shaft filling her completely.

“Now you, and I finally belong to each other, Ivy.” He growled against her ear, his breath hot on her skin.

Christian’s gaze fell to her breasts, they bounced against his chest with each hard thrust. His hand slid between them, hisfingers rubbing her sweet tips as he watched her face twist in pleasure.

“I’m going to cum again,” Ivy gasped with a shaky breath as her body tightened around him.

His tongue flicked over her nipple before biting down softly. Christian growled low in his throat as he thrust deeper, harder.

Her legs trembled so badly that she didn't have the strength to even stand up. But Christian wasn’t done. Even as her body quivered and her breath came out in ragged gasps, he kept thrusting into her, his body desperate to satisfy the overwhelming hunger he felt for her.

“Cum again,” he growled into her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “You deserve this. You're going to take me in your body and make me feel good now that you’ve made me addicted to you.”

Ivy cried out as another intense wave of pleasure ripped through her body. The sensation was so overwhelming that her teeth sank into his shoulder, muffling the sound of her release.

Christian winced at the sharp sting, but it only seemed to heighten his pleasure. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he came inside her, his thrusts growing quicker, deeper, and more intense. Her core gripped him like a tight, warm cushion, pulling him in deeper with every thrust.

His self-control shattered completely, giving way to raw, fierce lust as he chased the depths of her body with desperate hunger.

His eyes darkened with raw desire as he lifted her legs from beneath her knees, lifting her off the ground completely. He carried her to the bed, placing her down but immediately grabbing her legs as he took his place between them. His griptightened on her thighs as he lifted her legs, hooking them over his shoulders, leaving her completely exposed to him.

He leaned back slightly, his dark eyes burning as they raked over her body. Every soft curve, every flushed patch of skin, the glistening evidence of her arousal, it was a sight he would never get tired of.

A fierce possessiveness surged through him. She was all his. Every part of her belonged to him alone now.

Chapter 17 Owning Her

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered hoarsely, his hands trailing over her legs, his hungry gaze devouring every inch of her trembling body. His rod twitched, already hardening again, a new wave of desire crashing through him.

He bent down, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. His fingers dug into her hips, gripping them possessively. "All mine," he murmured, his lips brushing against her heated flesh.

Ivy's chest heaved, her body too sensitive to bear any more, but the feral glint in his eyes told her he wasn't finished. He slid his hands down to her hips and pulled her closer.

“I’m not done,” he said darkly, his eyes locking with hers. “Not even close.”

Before she could say a word, he pinned her to the bed, his mouth descending on her once more. His tongue flicked over her sensitive nub, his lips closing around it to suck with just enough pressure to make her cry out.

Her thighs trembled around his head, her hands fisting the sheets as his fingers slid deep inside her, curling, stroking, finding every spot that made her whimper helplessly.

Ivy arched off the bed, her breath stuttering as the pleasure coiled tight inside her. He was relentless, worshiping her with his mouth, licking and sucking, dragging her to the brink again and again without mercy. His tongue moved with purpose, slow at first, teasing, then deeper, hungrier.

"Christian—oh God—" She sobbed his name, her body shuddering as she teetered on the edge.

His deep groan vibrated against her core as he latched onto her clit again, flicking his tongue faster, coaxing another broken cry from her lips.

Ivy shattered, a ragged scream ripping from her throat as pleasure consumed her. Her thighs clamped around his head, her body spasming uncontrollably as her release crashed over her in violent waves.

Christian didn’t stop. He held her down, kept licking her, his tongue savoring every pulse, every tremor, dragging out her pleasure until she was a shaking, incoherent mess beneath him.

Her body jerked from overstimulation, but instead of pulling away, he buried his face between her legs, licking her slowly, lazily, as if addicted to the taste of her.

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