Destroy My Life In You
Chapter 51: Sweet-bitter III [R18]

Chapter 51: Sweet-bitter III [R18]

Alaric was taken aback by her sudden boldness but brushed it off, thinking it was because she was drunk. Unknown own to him, Ravenna was not even a bit tipsy and was taking the lead in order to avoid being left hanging as usual.

Both of them were now half naked, buried in a deep, hot, and sensual kiss, never having enough of each other. Ravenna explored her hands over Alaric’s chest, down to the abdomen, repeatedly.

"Fuck!" Alaricnlet put a low grunt when she moved her hip on his engorged member.

His hands travelled travelled on her thighs and in a non human speed, he carried her off bed and leaned her back on a wall. His movements were hurried as he tore off her jeans in an instant, leaving her with only a white lacy underwear.

Ravenna’s anticipating gaze never left him even for a moment, eagerly waiting for him to finally mark her. She bit her lower lip watching as he pulled off the remains fabric from her body while kissing her navel sweetly.

Her wet core was already throbbing with desire, as she irked her body forward in need of his touch. She could see the man smirking while teasing her by not touching her there, instead caressed the area near her core.

"Alaric... please," a soft plead escaped her lips.

"What do you want?" Alaric whispered over her flat tummy, licking, sucking and biting it. "Tell me, Ven."

Ravenna brushed furiously, but she did not look away nor shy off. She wanted him, she wanted to allow him in her, as he made love to her till dawn.

"You. I want you... Alaric... Make me yours... fully." Her words came out as a slow, silent murmur that reached his ears, making him hard and almost lose control of himself.

"As you wish, sweetheart." With that, Alaric touched her forbidden garden with his finger and rubbed it at a slow pace.

"Aaah," She could not restrain a moan from escaping, as she threw her hands up on the wall, and clenched her hands above it.

"Feels good," Alaric questioned increasing his pace.

Ravenna nodded her head instantly while biting her lip to stop herself from letting out those sounds.

"Words, sweetheart. I want words."

"Yes. It feels... aaah!" She could not complete her statement due to the sudden sharp yet sweet pain. Alaric had penetrator into her virgin garden with his middle finger.

"That’s it. I want to hear your sweet moans," His words were more than seductive making her core throb harder and become wetter with yearn.

Ravenna threw her head back in pleasure, moaning and groaning in a moderate voice. Just as she was about to reach her peak, she felt him stop, and before she could enquire, she felt him carry her again back to bed.

"I kinda like this vampire-wolf love making," Ravenna whispered as she kissed him again and again, while he pleasured her down her core.

"Aaaah!" A last sound of pleasure echoed in the room as she released, leaving her body trembling under him.

Alaric kissed her softly and was about to get off the bed when he felt her round her hands on his neck, holding him back.

"Haven’t had enough?" Alaric touched her cheek with the back of her fingers, caressing it slowly.

"Not yet," Ravenna said holding and flipped them over, lying now on top of him. "Not today, am not going to alow you leave midway. Is that clear?" She pointed at his chest and without waiting for his reply, she unbuttoned his trouser and took it off together with his briefs.

Now for the first time she was faced by his member. It was standing mighty and hard, swinging as if asking for attention from her. It was large makingbher wonder if it could even fit her virgin garden.

"Still want to go ahead?" Alaric spoke up and Ravenna could swear she heard a hint of weakness in his voice. As if it was taking his all not to flip her and make love to her nonstop.

Ravenna did not reply and like a novice she was, she poked his manhood and swallowed watching it still standing mighty after a little shake.

"I do," She murmured and pokednit again and again.

Alaric held her hand wondering if it was the alcohol speaking or if it was what she really wanted. He was already on the edge, and if she continued to provoke him, he would make her regret it.

"I didn’t know you get this wild when drunk," the man stayed frowning, thinking how many men had suffered under her.

Ravenna understood the hidden meaning in his words and smirked. "Exactly. So if you won’t do it I’ll find the first man I come acro..." She was cut short when the man suddenly flipped her over.

"Ven! Don’t provoke me. You are not in your senses now." Alaric spoke his eyes gleaming with colours.

"And if I do?" Ravenna body captured him with her legs too, pressing his member on her hot and wet flower. "I swear if stop today, I’ll get another man..."

Alaric stopped her words with a rough kiss, biting her lip. "You are mine and only mine. If any man dares to touch you, I’ll send them to hell."

Ravenna knew his words were not mere threats. "Then mark me before... aaah."

A moan escaped her lips he pressed his hard member on her core, seeking entrance. "Don’t regret it tomorrow."

"Never!"

A wild night of passion went on until dawn rendering Ravenna weak that she couldn’t even move a finger.

"Sleep well, sweetheart." Alaric kissed her forehead after cleaning her up and lying her on the bed.

"Hmm," She replied weakly, quickly drawn into a deep slumber.

They slept in each other’s arms, satisfied, especially Alaric, who kept staring at his bite mark on her neck. His beast was now resting peacefully as if it had been fulfilled after centuries of waiting.

"I love you," he murmured into her ear knowing she was already asleep to hear what he had said, then pulled her engulfing her into his arms.