CHAPTER 415: NIGHT OF SCENTED CANDLES (IV)

Warning: Mature content in the Chapter

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Evaline:

Stars!

Every time Draven touched his mark, it did unexplainable things to me. I couldn’t help but yearn for more... more him, more touches, more pleasure.

His lips left the mark and trailed a line of kisses down my shoulder, but my entire focus was on his thumb that was still rubbing delicious circles over my clit.

I already knew deep in my bones - one strong push of his thumb against my throbbing bud - and I would be screaming his name out in pure pleasure.

Right then, while I was busy fantasizing about my first orgasm of the night, he found my entrance and slowly slipped one of his slender fingers inside, causing me to moan at the sensations.

My inner walls hungrily clenched around his finger and I heard him groan darkly.

"You are so wet for me, love," Draven whispered against my ear, his voice rough from need that was overwhelming our bond. "So warm. So fucking ready."

His words made me let out another tiny moan and I threw my head back to rest against his shoulder. "Don’t stop... please...!"

He thrust deeper into me in response. In and out and in again with a smooth rhythm. And each thrust sent me painfully close to my release. Yet, there was still something lacking, something that was holding me back from falling down the peak.

It didn’t take long for him to insert a second finger into my channel and thrust more urgently. He increased his pace while his other hand found its way to my extremely sensitive nipples.

What happened next... I wasn’t prepared for it at all.

He thrusted both his fingers deep in me, his thumb pressed harshly on my clit, and his fingers gave my nipple a sudden squeeze which resulted in a few droplets of milk to ooze out - and an intense pleasure shook my entire body inside out.

I cried out as pleasure blasted through me, lighting up my every cell. The combined sensations caused by both his hands was too much for me to handle.

I shook in his arms as waves of escatsy washed over me. He didn’t stop thrusting, though slowed down his pace before finally coming to a stop as I stilled in his arms - spent... and hungry for more.

At that moment, I realized just how much I wanted Draven. Every single cell in my body was craving for him just like my lungs desperately craved oxygen. I wanted this ethereal man more than anything.

The thought of his length replacing his fingers inside me filled my brain suddenly and made me groan out loudly in need.

I heard him chuckle as if saw directly through my thoughts, but I wasn’t ashamed of wanting my own mate. Instead, I was ready to straddle him and get what I wanted.

But before I could even move, he was already moving me to sit on the wide edge of the tub. He spread my legs and moved between them, placing himself right where he wanted to be.

I was expecting him to lower his head and pleasure me with his expert tongue, but then I noticed him reaching out to something on the nearby table holding all the bath essentials - a vibrator.

My breath caught. I stared wide-eyed as he held the sleek silver toy in his hand, the faint smirk on his lips both thrilling and terrifying me at once.

"Draven..." I breathed, my voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and disbelief. "What are you-"

He silenced me with a kiss - slow, deep, and full of wicked promise. His tongue brushed mine lazily, but the intensity behind it made my body tremble all over again. When he pulled back, his eyes were glowing as his wolf peeked through, his gaze roaming over my flushed skin.

"I want to watch you fall apart again," he murmured, his tone dark and velvet-soft. "This time... while I control every second of it."

The soft hum of the vibrator filled the air a second later, and I instantly tensed. He placed it against my thigh first, teasingly tracing small circles there, the vibration just enough to make me shiver.

"Relax, love," he whispered, brushing his lips along my jaw. "Let me show you how good it can feel when you stop trying to hold back."

I sucked in a sharp breath when he finally moved the vibrator upward, dragging it over my folds in slow, deliberate strokes. The teasing contact made my hips jerk involuntarily, and he chuckled against my ear, clearly pleased by my reaction.

When he pressed the toy directly against my swollen clit, I gasped so loud the sound echoed off the tiled walls. My hands shot out to grab his forearms for support, my nails digging into his skin.

"Draven- stars-"

"That’s it," he said, his voice husky and commanding. "Let go for me again. I have got you."

Every flick of his wrist, every movement of the vibrator, sent delicious waves of sensation through me. My legs trembled where he held them open, my body arching into his touch as if I were made only for him.

He leaned in, kissing my parted lips while his other hand returned to my breasts, fingers pinching lightly, squeezing, drawing out another needy moan from my throat.

I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. The sensations kept building - higher, faster, fiercer - until I felt like I was standing at the edge of something vast and consuming.

"Draven," I whimpered, my voice breaking. "I-I can’t-"

"Yes, you can," he growled, nipping my lower lip before deepening the kiss again. "You will, little moon."

The next second, he increased the speed of the vibrator, and that was it. My vision went white. My body convulsed as another wave of ecstasy ripped through me, even more powerful than before. I screamed his name, trembling so violently that he had to wrap an arm around my waist to keep me from slipping.

When it finally ended, I collapsed against his chest, breathing hard, my body limp and glowing with aftershocks. He turned off the vibrator and set it aside before pressing soft kisses against my temple.

"That’s my girl," he murmured, his voice full of dark satisfaction. "So beautiful when you come undone."

My mind was foggy, but I still managed to whisper, "Now it’s your turn, Draven..."

His low laugh rumbled against my ear as he lifted me from the tub with effortless strength. "Oh, love," he said, eyes burning with heat. "You have no idea what you have just started."