Ripples of pleasure move through me as he plunders my mouth with his tongue, robbing me of my breath and my sanity. He kisses me deep and desperate, like he’s running out of time to do it. A hilarious thought, considering he’s an immortal vampire.
Then—he sinks in completely to the hilt, plunging into me in one thrust.
A mindless moan slips from my throat at the stretch. I breathe out slowly through my nose, trying to accommodate him. But by the gods…
This is too much.
“All I did was put it in, but that was quite a scream,” he teases.
He feels so incredible inside me. This cruel man doesn’t give me time to adjust to his size when he begins moving.
“You took it all…” he mutters, closing his eyes in reverence. “I knew you’re a good girl.”
The sound of his voice in that sultry tone is turning me on. He starts slowly, dragging himself inch by inch like he’s trying to memorize me. The wicked sensation has my toes curling and my legs twitching from little jerks of pleasure.
Then he increases his speed and force. I draw in a sharp gasp, my fingers clutching the sheets desperately. I try to keep up with his maddening pace, but it’s impossible. All my nerves are still sensitive from the earlier orgasm he gave to Dream Nel. I can feel myself tipping over the edge.
“That’s it. Good girl. Keep it like that,” he praises.
My muscles tighten at the compliment, and he hisses, sucking in air between his teeth. A wicked smile tugs the corner of his lips upward. “I can tell by your twitching you’re about to come again.”
I blink at that remark.
“Wait… you can tell when I come?” I stare at him in disbelief, breathless from the release.
“Of course.”
“But earlier you made Dream Nel—me—announce that I came,” I stutter nervously.
His eyebrows pinch inward in confusion. Then a smile curls his lips. “You think I won’t know it when you lose yourself against me? Of course I know.”
I stare at him numbly.
Svenn knew I was coming the entire time.
We—I have been tricked. All the times in those dreams when I endured and thought I had won… I feel like crying. Svenn played me for a fool. I’ve lost this game long ago. He really is cruel.
“You’re awful… I hate you,” I say to spite him.
That summons a low chuckle from him. “No, you don’t.”
This time he thrusts in without warning, without any restraint. My core pulsates and my body spasms out of control.
“I fucking love it when you clench around my cock.” His eyes smolder as he gazes at the sight of me writhing beneath him. “Why did you lie, Nel? Hmm?”
Because I wanted to win.It feels so stupid now…
He runs a hand through his coal-black hair, his tongue clicking in disapproval. “You know… naughty girls who lie get punished.”
My heart thunders madly in my chest at the threat. I quickly look away.
“It was Dream Nel. Not me.” I clear my throat.
Another dark chuckle. “You’re one and the same.”
He then thrusts with such a force the bed starts moving and groaning. Each plunge of his hips is punctuated by the sound of his desperate grunts. This version of Svenn doesn’t make love. He fucks.
“Svenn!” I cry out.