CHAPTER 103: CHAPTER 103: TAKE THE PAIN, TAKE THE PLEASURE

His hands, his voice, his body, every part of him was on me, overwhelming me, consuming me until I could barely think. His touch left me trembling, my body begging, pleading silently for him to finally enter me.

When he pushed inside me slowly, carefully, everything shifted. He wasn’t just the man I had met in the dark that night, not just a stranger I gave myself to once. No, he was Evric. My boyfriend. My man. My happiness. He was the one who loved me so deeply, so sincerely, without ever making me feel like a game. The only man who had confessed to me countless times, whose greatest fear was losing me, because life without me would feel like living in hell.

He was the man who had told me he loved me over and over again, while I had only said it once. But even that one time had shattered him into tears. That was how much he loved me. And now, I finally understood. I loved him too, I loved Evric Draeven. He had proven it to me, time and again, that I needed no one else but him.

As he moved inside me, his pace steady and unhurried, I clung to him and whispered against the rhythm of his thrusts, "I love you, baby."

From behind, his lips found my shoulder. He kissed me there, soft and lingering, before his breathless voice answered, "I love you more than you’ll ever know."

His grinding became slower, more deliberate, every movement carrying weight, every push deeper than just physical desire. It was love in its truest form, his body speaking what his heart had been screaming for so long.

I closed my eyes, every nerve alive under his touch. Each thrust made me feel cherished, wanted, and entirely his. His hands traced my sides, holding me as though I was too precious to let go. His lips brushed my neck, whispering his devotion between every kiss. His voice broke with raw emotion, shaking as he called my name.

And I, trembling under his love, realized I had never felt anything this real before.

His thrusts grew harder, deeper, until I felt like he was splitting me open. With a low groan, he pulled out, laying flat on the bed and pulling me up with him. His eyes burned into mine as he whispered, rough and demanding, "Ride me."

I lowered myself slowly onto his cock, the thick length sliding back inside me inch by inch until I was full again. A shuddering moan slipped from my lips. "Ohh... Evric..."

I started moving slowly, gently rolling my hips, until the pleasure had my head falling back. My body trembled as his hands gripped my waist, guiding me up and down. His own moans filled the air, raw and guttural. "Fuck, Zayn... fuck... ride me, man."

My moans spilled louder, shameless. "Ohhh... Evric... this is so good... I love this, baby... I love you..."

His jaw clenched, his chest rising and falling hard as he thrust up into me from below, faster now, deeper. "Fuck, go like that, baby... ride me harder."

I gasped, my body bouncing against his, the wet slap of our bodies colliding echoing in the room. The bed rocked beneath us. His grip on my waist tightened, holding me in place before he suddenly slammed up into me, hard, relentless.

"Ahhh...fuck... yes, daddy!" I cried out, my voice breaking as he pounded me, my body jolting with every thrust. "Faster! Faster! Give it to me..."

He growled against my skin, sweat dripping down his temples, his voice husky. "Baby... yeah... fuck, babe..." He thrusted so deep I screamed out, the sound echoing off the walls.

"Do you love me?" he demanded, his thrusts slamming into me harder, making it impossible to breathe.

"Yes!" I moaned, clawing at his chest, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity. "Yes, I love you so much..."

"Show me then," he groaned, gripping my waist tighter, pounding me mercilessly. "Call me daddy... let me hear it."

My voice broke as pleasure swallowed me whole. "Daddy... daddy... please, fuck me harder!"

He growled, his hips snapping fast and deep, the filthy wet sounds filling the room, every moan tearing out of my throat without control.

Fuck...baby you so damn fucking sweet inside. He said.

He sat up suddenly, his muscles flexing as he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. His eyes burned into mine as he growled, "Take some pain for me, baby. Please... okay?"

I nodded, breathless. "Okay..."

In the next second, he slammed me down onto his cock with one brutal thrust. "Ahhh... Damn... fuck!" I screamed, my whole body jerking, my mind going blank as his cock drove so deep it felt like it split me open to my brain.

"Hhhhnnghh... too deep... ahh, fuck, Evric..." I cried out, almost tearing, but his mouth crashed against mine, swallowing my cries with a messy, desperate kiss. His tongue forced its way inside as he groaned, "Babe... painful, right? Tell me..."

I couldn’t answer, couldn’t form words. My nails clawed his shoulders. "I’ll... take it... I’ll take the pain..." I gasped.

He swept my hair back, kissed me rough, then hooked my legs up high. My hands gripped the sheets so hard my knuckles went white as he slammed into me deep again, skin slapping against skin, the wet, filthy sounds echoing. Ohhh...

"Fuck me... fuck me... ahhh..." I cried, my voice breaking.

He growled, staring straight into my face as his hips pounded mercilessly. My body bounced helplessly against him, every thrust shaking the bed, making it creak loudly and fast.

"Baby... fuck me, ohhh... ahhh... Evric!"

His mouth dropped down on my nipple, sucking hard, wet and messy, his teeth dragging across the sensitive skin. I screamed, arching my back.

"Yes... yes, baby, right there... ahhh... daddy, don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!"

He sucked my chest like he was starving, spit glistening, his growls vibrating against my skin. My cock leaked pre-cum uncontrollably, slick and wet, dripping down my shaft.

He gripped me tighter, one arm locked around my waist, the other holding my leg up high as he slammed into me with brutal, wet thrusts. "Slllap! Slllap! Slllap!" The sound of his cock pounding into me filled the room.

"Hhhnghh... fuck! Babe... yes... fuck, right there!" My moans spilled louder, shameless, desperate.

I kissed him hard, messy and full of spit, my tongue sliding against his as he began stroking himself in sync with his thrusts. The way his hips jerked told me he was close.

His voice broke into my mouth, hot and raw. "Ahhh...fuck, babe...I’m close...I’m gonna cum... Zayn, fuck... Zayn"

His thrusts grew erratic, rougher, the slap of skin.