Chapter 132
Chapter 132:
I collapsed back against the bed, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath, my body still trembling from the aftershocks. Ryder leaned down, pressing a possessive kiss to my lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth with a hungry growl.
“You taste like heaven,” he whispered, his breath hot against my lips. “And you’re mine, Vixen. Always p>
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Watching her obey my command, seeing her fingers work between her legs, was the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever experienced. It was like watching a masterpiece unfold before my eyes—every moan, every slick thrust pushing me further into a burning need, an ache I was craving to satisfy. The way her body moved, the way she gasped—it satisfied not only me, but Ace as well. He was finally at bay.
For once, the beast in me wasn’t clawing to take control. For once, he was calm, watching her with a new kind of hunger—an obsession that felt deeper than raw lust. She had tamed him in a way no one else ever could. Ace had never been calm or soft; he had never obeyed anyone. But now, as she lay trembling, he was still. Ready. Waiting for her to finish what she started.
“I need you,” I rasped, my voice rough with desire.
I leaned closer, my breath hot against her skin.
“I want to feel that tight, wet pussy squeezing my cock,” I growled. “I want to watch you cum again, Jasmine. You’re more than an addiction. You’re more than my obsession p>
I stopped myself before the words escaped. She was still trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm, her body so beautifully wrecked, her breath ragged and shallow. She was more than my mate—so much more—but I wasn’t ready to say that yet. Not now.
Her legs still quivered, her eyes half-lidded and dazed as I hovered over her. My hands traced her thighs, spreading them wider as I positioned myself between them. Her soft, swollen lips glistened, and the scent of her arousal hit me like a drug.
“Look at me, Jasmine,” I commanded, my voice low and dangerous.
Her gaze slowly lifted, her eyes locking with mine, and I felt my cock twitch with need.
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“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me for days,” I promised, lowering myself until my cock brushed her entrance.
Her body arched in anticipation, her breath catching as I teased her, sliding just the tip inside.
“Ryder…” she whimpered, her voice full of need, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
With one smooth thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, groaning as her tight heat wrapped around me. She gasped, her back arching off the bed, her nails digging—
Into my arms. I pulled back slowly, savoring the way her body clung to me, only to slam back into her, harder this time.
“Fuck, Jasmine, you feel so good,” I growled, setting a punishing pace.
Her moans filled the room, her hips meeting mine with every thrust, her body desperate for more. I could feel her tightening around me, her climax building again, and it only made me pound into her harder.
“Come on, baby. Cum for me,” I demanded, gripping her hips as I drove deeper, feeling the fire building inside me too.
She shattered beneath me, screaming my name as her body convulsed around me, her walls milking my cock as I gave in to my own release, groaning as I spilled deep inside her.
For a moment, neither of us moved. We were both lost in the aftermath, our bodies tangled together, our breaths mingling in the quiet of the room.
My breath ragged, I pulled out and looked down at her. One thing was clear—I wasn’t done with her yet. Not even close.