AZRAEL
The firelight was low, flickering across the room, casting shadows that danced like silent witnesses.
Her body was still trembling from every claim I had made on her, yet the hunger between us had only deepened.
Every brush of my fingers, every press of my lips against her skin made her pulse spike, every nerve screaming for more.
I hovered behind her now, chest pressed to her back, lips brushing the sensitive hollow of her neck.
She shivered violently, tilting her head to give me more access. "You're mine,"I whispered.
"Every inch of you. Every gasp, every tremble… mine."
Her hands went to my chest instinctively, clutching, pressing, needing me even more. "I… I can't… stop…" she gasped, her body arching against mine.
I'm.... Tired she cried.
"You don't have to," I murmured, lips trailing down her shoulder, down her spine, teeth grazing lightly.
"Because I'll take everything tonight.
Every piece of you. And I'll make sure you feel it."
My hands slid under her dress again, thrusting my five fingers this time into her
Ackkk!
She moaned, hips jerking into me, helpless under my deliberate, possessive touch. Every touch was precise, every movement calculated to consume her completely.
I shifted her slightly, pressing her against the table , hands gripping her hips firmly. "Do you feel it?" I whispered, voice low, vibrating through her chest.
"The way I want you… need you… the way I'll own you?"
"Yes…" she breathed, trembling,
"I… I need you…"
I pressed my body closer, guiding her movements, fingers exploring intimately, claiming every reaction, every shiver, every gasp.
Her moans spilled uncontrollably, body arching, trembling, surrendering completely to my obsession.
Her juice was spilling every where.
"You're dripping for me," I murmured against her ear.
You belong to me entirely."
Her hands tangled in my hair, tugging, clutching, desperate for me, for more.
She could feel the full force of my possessive hunger the way I wanted her, every inch, every reaction, every whimper, and would take it without hesitation.
I guided her to kneel, ass raised, spine arching, eyes dark and smoldering. My hands gripped her firmly, pressing her to the wall, as I moved with deliberate rhythm, every touch, every stroke, designed to overwhelm her senses.
Moans escaped her lips in ragged waves, hips jerking, back arching, body trembling under the heat of my touch.
Her skin tingled under my lips, teeth, hands each movement leaving a mark, each sensation deepening her surrender, her obsession with me.
"You're mine," I whispered again, voice low and commanding.
I kept thrusting deeper, Fasting!
Entering into her.
"Every gasp, every shiver… everything about you belongs to me. And I'll make sure you feel it, over and over, until you can't think of anyone but me."
I kept repeating the same words too it sinks to her body ,mind .
Her breath hitched, trembling violently, moans breaking into desperate whimpers as I increased the pace, pushing her closer to the edge, every touch, every thrust, every kiss consuming her completely.
Hands, lips, fingers, bodies intertwined, the room alive with heat, moans, gasps, and the sound of our obsession echoing off the walls.
She had never felt so completely lost, so utterly claimed yet she craved it, needed it, begged for it without words.
My lips captured hers again, slow, demanding, deep a kiss that stole her breath, tangled her mind, consumed her body.
Her hands clawed at me, desperate, needy, aching for more.
"I growled again, low and dangerous, "and tonight… you'll feel everything I've been holding back.
Every inch, every gasp, every pulse… mine. Only mine."
Her body shuddered violently, heat pooling low, tremors rolling through her as she cried out, surrendered completely, unable to resist the force of his obsession.
Every shiver, every gasp, every moan belonged to me. Every inch of her, claimed, possessed, lost completely in me.