Page 22 of Wilder Obsessions

“Mmm, so wet for me.Who does this cunt drip for?”he growls against my ear, sending goose bumps along my fevered skin.His eyes darken with desire, a promise that makes me tingle.I clench my eyes shut, overwhelmed by his raw desire, as I respond with a whimper, unable to deny the truth of his words.

With a swift motion, he plunges his fingers deep inside me, igniting a blazing trail of pleasure that courses through my veins.Each thrust is precise, powerful, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through me.My legs tremble, but Wilder’s strong arm holds me up, keeping me firmly pressed against the cool glass of the shower wall, my body stripped bare of defenses.

Suddenly, his fingers withdraw, leaving me aching, gasping for more.“No, don’t...”I protest, almost desperately, but he swiftly drops me and spins me around.

“You want it, don’t you?”he snarls, that raw hunger evident in every word.His hard cock presses against my ass, pulsating with need.I can feel the heat radiating off him, the proof of his desire.His hand snakes around my waist once again, finding my clit, igniting the maddening rhythm that leaves me moaning with need.

“Beg for it, Arwen,” he commands, his breath hot against my ear.“Beg for my cock.”

His demand sends my mind reeling, caught in the storm of need that clouds my judgment.“Please, Wilder ...I need you inside me.”The plea escapes my lips, raw and desperate.

With a throaty growl, Wilder positions himself at my entrance, teasing my slick folds with the head of his cock.I feel like I am on the brink of something monumental, something beyond mere pleasure.Without warning, he thrusts into me, filling me to the hilt with one powerful movement.The sensation sends shock waves through every nerve ending, the mixture of pleasure and pain almost too much to bear.An animalistic cry escapes my lips, echoing in the steam-filled room as he sets a brutal pace, his powerful thrusts forcing my sensitive nipples to rub against the cool glass.

“You didn’t answer me, Starlight,” he urges, grinding against me, making it impossible to think clearly.“Who makes this pussy so slick with need?”

“Wilder!It’s only you,” I cry out, overwhelmed by need and the way he is manipulating my body as if it’s an instrument.

“Fuck, Arwen...”he groans, the sound reverberating in my core.“You feel so good.So fucking tight.”

“Tell me you want it, tell me you need it!”Wilder demands, his voice a harsh whisper in the haze of steam.

I can barely form the words, overcome by the onslaught of pleasure that consumes me.“Please, Wilder ...I can’t hold back!”My body responds to him, arching and grinding against him, every instinct screaming for release.

With every thrust, I feel the tension build within me, the waves of pleasure crashing harder and harder, threatening to pull me under with its sheer force.I can hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears, the sound almost drowned out by Wilder’s own growls as he surrenders to the rhythm of our bodies colliding.

“Just surrender, Starlight.I’ll take you to places you’ve never been,” he promises.

My body tightens around him, clenching as I teeter at the edge of ecstasy.

“Wilder!”I scream, the pleasure crashing over me like a relentless wave, dragging me down into oblivion.With each powerful thrust, he pushes me further into bliss, our world spinning out of control as we surrender to the tempest of our desires.

He pumps one last time, gripping me tightly, his cock twitching deep inside me as he empties himself into me.A moan escapes my lips, swallowed by the cascading water.We stand there, panting and spent, surrendering to the bliss that washes over us, both physical and emotional.

Wilder presses a gentle kiss to my shoulder, a stark contrast to the rough, animalistic way he just took me.

“You’re mine, Arwen,” he murmurs against my skin as his arms wrap tightly around me.The possessiveness in his voice both thrills and soothes my frayed nerves.

He delivers a playful slap to my ass, sending a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through me.It is an electric jolt, a reminder of his control, followed swiftly by his hands working to ease the sting.Then, with a swift movement, he twists me around, cupping my face in his hands.

“And you’re mine.”A wicked glimmer sparks in Wilder’s eyes.

“My sweet, delicious mate,” he muses as he brings his lips to mine, kissing me with such reverence and love it leaves me breathless.Can he truly love my shattered soul?

As if reading my thoughts, he broke the kiss but kept my gaze locked on his.

“Let’s wash up.I have a surprise for you,” he says with a smirk, lathering a cloth with his soap.Heat surges through me anew as his strong hands begin at my chest, lingering for a tantalizing moment over my breast.A mischievous grin spreads across his face.

“Wilder...”my voice falters, breathy and unwilling to sound firm.I am caught in the web of my conflicting emotions and desires.

He chuckles darkly, eyes dancing with mischief.“Yes?”His smile is devious, his playful intentions clear.

“I thought we needed to get clean?”I challenge, raising an eyebrow as the water cascades around us, doing little to douse the fire in my belly.

“I take that responsibility very seriously, Starlight,” he jokes, laughter rumbling from deep within him.That sound, rich and vibrant, fills the cavernous space and brings warmth, pushing aside the remnants of doubt that cling to my heart.My happiness bubbles up, brightening the heavy atmosphere that had previously burdened me.

“Maybe I should finish so you don’t run all the hot water out with how ...precise you are,” I retort, matching his grin with one of my own.

“On second thought, I want my cum dripping from you so everyone can smell me on you.”The words roll off his tongue like a dark promise.He taps a button behind me, and suddenly, the jets cease, silence cutting through our postcoital haze.

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