CHAPTER 86: DELIRIUM

Drevon drove his hips backwards, only to thrust back in one go. Pleasure shattered right through me like glass, and I held him close, not wanting to be apart from him.

He moved gently, allowing me to adjust, to feel every inch, every pulse, and I did, mind-shattering so.

"Does it hurt?" he asked in a breathy tone as if overcome by the sheer sensations. "Tell me if it does."

But I couldn’t reply, I was too driven by the pleasure flaring through me like fire.

Drevon smiled, sealing his lips on mine, hungrily driving his tongue inside my mouth as his thrust became rhythmic, in and out.

I was startled by how he could retain this same pace. I expected him to be wild like the beast he was, but Drevon stole my heart when he took me lovingly.

He rained kisses all over me, easing me through it. Our moans sync, and the bed creaks loudly with every dive.

Drevon rolled his hips and my pulse quickened, the feeling of his cock felt like my insides would collapse, stealing what little air I had and replacing it with thick heat. A spot was hit when a long thrust pircered deeply and I burned, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist just to keep him in that area.

Drevon grunted, one hand flying to the headboard. I heard snapping sounds, followed by the wood creaking. He was taking the bed apart instead of me.

"Drevon," I moaned breathlessly, holding him close, my fingers clenching his wide back to steady myself for with every soft penetration came with tremendous quivers.

"Yes, little wife," he purred, consumed, almost sounding drunk of wine when he wasn’t.

I reprised his name like a soft prayer, allowing myself to be captured by his passionate caresses.

I was explored sweetly like I was glass beneath his fingertips. I pondered how he could take his time to feel every inch of me, and still lock our hips without snapping my waist in two.

Drevon was massive, my entire body was shrouded completely beneath him, the heat rolling from him engulfed me, but I didn’t feel like I was under a beast or trapped by danger; I felt cherished

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Drevon pecked my lips, the pulse in my neck, dragged his lips to my chest, and kissed my breasts through the silk.

I melted as he raised my legs and threw them over his shoulder. My mouth went wide because he plunge deeper.

He rose just enough to see me, allowing my legs to stop at his mid chest, my toes upright as I wriggled with pleasure.

A soft look took over his glowing crimsons and I couldn’t tell if he was more beast or man. "Do you feel that, Eloise?You feel like home."

I came. He thrust deeper yet again, wrapping his big hands around my ankle and taking me to paradise. A stretch unlike before, locked inside me as his cock swelled.

Ice kissed my teeth, spreading numbness up through my jaw. I felt a sting like my teeth were stretching and dark dots coated my vision as I came at the spot again.

The ice drilled deeper, and it hurt. The prickles savaged my throat and I cried out, I didn’t know if from the pain or pleasure.

As I blanked out, I felt the taste of something in my mouth.

• DREVON •

I didn’t expect her fangs to drop. Eloise was heavily stimulated, as I was. But I took control to the next level, but she had no idea she needed it too.

Her blood frenzy was starting, which I confirmed this morning when her eyes dulled and her teeth were at her neck.

I shouldn’t have thrust my wrist into her mouth, I shouldn’t be feeding her my blood, but the damage was already done. The moment she cried out, I lost all reasoning and did the needful.

I pulled my wrist away, her mouth bloodstained as pleasure rippled through her body gloriously.

I near my own release, gently thrusting my cock a few times more. A low, satisfying growl vibrating from my throat as I exploded inside her.

Goddess! I hope I didn’t break her. It took everything to be gentle, and I’m glad I did. I enjoyed every bit of it and wanted more, but her well-being was of the utmost importance. I’ll take her again when she’s ready.

"Eloise," I found my voice still smearing her insides with my semen, the rush was far from over, and my body quivered from the sensations. I settled it down to hold her.

Eloise’s fangs has retreated, her eyes dull, almost lifeless. I needed to clean her up before she came to it.

I grunted as I pulled out of her tight cunt, leaving behind a mess, stroking my cock a few times to halt my release. I picked her up, and she slumped in my arms, unconscious.

"Get Osha to come change the bedding," I said to the door as I made my way to the bathing chamber.

~•~

I laid a freshly cleansed Eloise on the bed, I pulled the covers over her naked body, before walking to add more wood to the hearth.

The room temperature was already too hot, but it was perfect for Eloise. I strode back to the bed and slipped in next to her.

I didn’t sleep, just watching. I did for a long while, until she stirred, eyes opening, revealing her olive green orbs, a glow to them.

Delirium. Snowbloods were always intoxicated after the taste of blood. I have encountered many of them in battle, and they were usually blood-raging and violent, making their attacks more wild as they bask in the euphoria of a fresh kill.

Eloise’s delirium was different. She wasn’t violent or blood-raging like other snowbloods; hers clashed heavily with her arousal, making her a phenomenon.

Eloise sat up, her hair falling in mesmerizing curls, covering her breast. She leveled her gaze at me, the lust driven in them knocking the breath out of me.

Goddess! She was so beautiful, even in this state, that I found myself more carried away.

I grabbed her hips and dropped her down on my cock, not penetrating her. I wouldn’t do that, not when she’s in this state, I could only help ease her delirium.

When I fuck her again, I want her fully aware as I worship her body like the goddess she was.