Chapter 246: Say It
[Warning: Mature Content Ahead]
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[Music recommendation: The Weeknd - Until I Bleed Out]
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"Huh?" She flinched slightly at the sound of her name and finally looked up at him, only to see his hand pause mid-air near her before curling into a fist as he withdrew it.
Eve caught the brief flash of surprise and the tinge of hurt in his eyes as he began to lower his hand, so she reached out suddenly and grasped it on her own.
Ivan felt just how cold her fingers were and continued to study her before speaking in a quiet voice, "Maybe we should-"
"No!" Eve exclaimed, her heart lurching at having an idea of what his suggestion might be.
"Don’t..." she whispered. She blushed like a thousand suns but kept her anxious eyes on the man she loved so dearly, realizing how foolishly she was reacting. She wanted to be with him so much that it hurt, yet her naive nerves had momentarily taken over, making her seem as though she did not want it at all.
Tightening her hold on his wrist, she said softly, "Let’s not stop."
Ivan’s eyes softened once again as he raised his other hand to cup her cheek tenderly. "I don’t want you to feel pressured, Eve. If it is too much... I can wait."
Eve shook her head as she looked at him. "No... I-I’m just a little nervous, that’s all." She swallowed softly. "I want this with no one else but you... Ivan."
Sensing her emotions once more, the fire that had dimmed when he saw her so unsettled began to reignite with full force.
Caressing her cheek with his thumb, he whispered, "And I want this with no one else but you."
With that, he sealed her lips once more, and Eve eagerly wrapped her arms around his neck, losing herself in the sensations he stirred within her.
In the dimly lit room, where the only light came from the flicker of the fireplace and the moon spilling through the large arched window, the two lovers embraced again.
This time, their kiss was fiercer, charged as they instinctively vied for dominance. They barely registered when they moved from the centre of the room to the bed. When Eve felt the backs of her legs brush against it, she slowly sank down, taking Ivan with her. The white robe loosely tied around her waist came undone with their movements, revealing her beautiful, shapely figure.
Ivan, realizing she was running out of air once again, pulled away from their kiss and lifted his large body off hers, only to take in her bare, mesmerizing form. His thoughts took a wicked turn as the desire to leave his marks all over her smooth, milky skin surged through him.
He leaned close to her face, his breath warm against her lips as he murmured, "You’re mine, baby. Mine alone..."
His hands traced a lingering path from her cheeks to her neck, before gliding lower to her full breasts. He cupped them in his warm, large hands and gave them a tight squeeze, drawing a breathless arch from her body as sensation rippled through her.
But Ivan was far from finished.
He wanted to watch her melt beneath him, to feel her unravel again and again, until nothing existed for her but him, until she was lost completely in the sweet, dizzying pull of oblivion he so willingly promised to give.
He massaged her breasts with his hands before taking hold of her twin peaks between his fingers and twisting them not so gently.
"Oh God!" Eve rasped as she threw her head back deeper into the mattress, lost in pure ecstasy, and Ivan’s eyes darkened with desire.
He dipped his head low to her neck, latching onto her tender skin. He sucked hard, making Eve squirm beneath him. Releasing her skin and leaving behind a glaring hickey, he murmured, "Say it..." Pressing her breasts harder, he demanded in a seductive whisper, "Say that you’re only mine."
Eve felt her mind turn to putty when he licked the marked spot with his hot tongue.
When she failed to reply, he twisted her nipples harder. "Ah!" she moaned.
He demanded again, "Say it, baby."
He trailed his tongue from her neck down to the valley of her breasts, his shining crimson eyes never leaving her face as he watched every reaction. He saw her glassy blue eyes drop to him, only for him to answer with a wicked, devastating smile. Extending his tongue, he gave her nipple a slow lick, making her shudder, before closing his mouth around it and sucking hard, all while continuing to play with her other breast.
She knew that until she said what he wanted to hear, he would keep torturing her, and somewhere deep inside, a part of her wanted to feel more of his wicked torment, so she kept her lips stubbornly shut.
Ivan circled his tongue around her sensitive peak before catching it gently between his teeth, giving it a slow, teasing tug. When he pulled back, he blew a warm breath over the damp skin. The mingling hot and cold sent a delicious shiver racing down her spine, making her clutch the sheets as though to anchor herself, her teeth sinking into her lower lip to hold back a cry.
Without giving her a moment to recover, Ivan shifted to her other breast and treated it with the same unhurried devotion, leaving her breathless. His free hand slid lower, gliding from her chest down the smooth plane of her stomach, which dipped instinctively beneath his heated touch, until his fingers reached the side of her thigh.
She panted softly as he continued to scatter vivid red marks across her smooth, supple skin, her chest trembling beneath every lingering kiss and caress.
When she still refused to speak, he caught the way her glossy eyes held his, a silent challenge shimmering in them, as though she were daring him to make her say it.
Noticing her rebellious streak only stoked the beast within him, driving him to push further. Letting go of her soft mound, he suddenly wrapped a strong arm around her waist and, in one swift motion, lifted her off the bed, setting her upright facing him. Eve gasped sharply at the sudden movement and placed her hands on his strong, bare shoulders, staring at him with wide blue eyes.
"You really like to be punished, don’t you?" he whispered against her lips as he tipped her chin up, curling his fingers around her delicate jaw.
In response, Eve’s heavy-lidded eyes fluttered enticingly before she looked at him through her lush lashes, pushing him to the very edge of his restraint. Ivan sucked in a sharp breath before his hands slid over her shoulders, and with a precise movement, he slipped the open robe from where it clung to her, leaving her straddling him in nothing but her lacy white underwear.
His hands lingered on her back, gliding slowly along the delicate line of her spine, each pass making Eve swallow hard beneath his touch. She let her head fall back, wet hair spilling freely behind her as her eyes fluttered shut, surrendering to the sinful pleasure he was drawing from her body. As though mesmerized by the vision she made, Ivan leaned over her, bending just enough to press his face into the graceful curve of her neck, brushing his nose along her skin as he inhaled her intoxicating scent, now rich and heady with her arousal.
It was really a delicious game of push and pull between them, two lovers circling each other like predators driven by hunger and raw desire. Ivan traced his way to her ear and nibbled it slowly, coaxing a breathy moan from her parted lips.
Then, without warning, he caught both her hands where they rested on his shoulders and gently drew them behind her, enclosing her wrists in his grasp. Her eyes flew open in startled surprise, her breath hitching as the thrill of surrender rippled through her.
He bit his lower lip ever so slightly and spoke in his velvety low voice, "Don’t look at me like that, baby. Isn’t this what you wanted?"
"I..." Eve was at a loss for words when she felt his other large hand move to caress her hip before....smack! His hand met her butt cheeks in a loud slap that echoed through the silent room, making her squeak.
Her face flushed deeper at his actions, yet she felt a familiar ache between her legs, wanting....needing to be filled again.
Biting her lip in the direction of her own thoughts, she looked away, unable to maintain eye contact with Ivan, who watched her every expression like a hawk.
He then leaned in, grazing her cheek with his nose, and whispered, "You liked it, didn’t you?"
"Mm..." she let out a soft sound as he squeezed her plump buttocks again, lingering there before caressing her once more and sliding his hand down to the outer curve of her thigh. Her breathing hitched when she felt his touch slowly travel inward, inching closer to the place where she wanted him so desperately.
Heat pooled between her legs, and she tried to press her thighs together against the growing need. But with her straddling Ivan and her hands held firmly behind her back by the very devil himself, she was utterly unable to move at all.
Ivan felt her shift beneath him, and a wicked smirk curved his lips as he murmured in a low, husky voice, "Say it, Eve. You’re not going to win this."
