Midnight Pleasure [THE PLEASURE SERIES BOOK 1]

Chapter Thirty-Eight - Drystan 🌶️

Drystan ran his fangs over the sweet spot of her neck before moving to his mark. He couldn't believe that she was there in front of him. He couldn't believe that she was finally in his arms. His mate was the bravest woman that he had ever met. He knew about what she had done to Alathic to make him leave her room, and he was proud. Alathic had come to his room right after, blood streaming down his face and threatening to kill him. He was thankful he didn't because he wouldn't have had the chance to touch her again.

Drystan was starving, but not just for her blood. He was dying to touch her. He was hungry to hear her moans and her crying out his name. His right hand moved down and cupped her sex. He smirked as he felt the heat coming from her. He knew she would be soaking if he ran his finger through her.

"Drystan," Melora begged him.

Drystan sank his teeth into his spot as his finger began to circle her clit. He groaned as he felt how wet she was for him and as her blood hit his tongue. He took two fingers and entered her roughly, causing her to moan loudly. She tried to move, but his other hand kept her tight against him. He took his fangs out of her and licked the wound, closing it. "You're mine, Melora," he growled. His other hand reached up and pinched her nipple, rolling it between his fingers. He didn't think that he could control himself. He almost lost her again. His father had touched her and bruised her.

"Don't close your eyes, Melora," Drystan ordered her. "I want you to watch what I do to you." He heard Melora whimper as her ass pushed against him.

"Drystan," she whimpered as she forced her eyes open to look at the mirror.

He wanted to fuck her badly, but he wanted this to last for a while. He didn't know when the next time he would be able to touch his woman like this. He didn't know when the next time he would be able to fuck his woman again. Drystan could see on her face that she was about to finish. He pulled his hand away, causing a disappointed groan to fall out of her mouth. "Keep your eyes on the mirror, Princess."

Melora smirked as she turned around. Her hands gripped the end of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Her hands moved down to his pants and started to unbutton them.

Drystan gripped her hands and gave her a look. "You're not looking in the mirror."

"I don't want to," she answered as she looked down at the bulge in his pants. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

Drystan smirked at her. "I don't think I could control myself, Melora." If she touched him, he knew that he would go feral.

Melora looked up at him. "You don't have to control yourself, Drystan. I know that you will never hurt me. You've told me yourself; you live for my pleasure." She sunk to her knees. "As do I." She ran her hands up and down his thighs. "I live for your pleasure." Her eyes snapped up to his. "Use me, Drystan."

His right hand reached out and ran his fingers through her hair before wrapping her hair around his hand. "Remember your safe word, Princess."

Melora's tongue darted out again. "I won't need it."

"Open your mouth," he ordered her as he pushed out of his pants, throwing them to the side. He gripped the side of her face and made her look at him. "I'm warning you, Melora, I won't be gentle."

She gave him a soft smile. "I want you to fuck me, Drystan."

Drystan let out a groan as Melora took his cock into her mouth. Her hands flexed against his thighs as she took all of him. He rocked his hips back and forth, slowly moving his cock in and out of her mouth, letting her get used to his size before getting rougher. His hands moved to the back of her head as he began to fuck her mouth. He would pull back every other thrust for her to breathe, but he loved this sensation. He could feel his high coming from every thrust.

"Fuck, Melora," he moaned. "Get ready." His load shot to the back of her throat, and he waited till he was done before he pulled out of her mouth with an audible pop. He gripped her chin gently and brought her head up to look at him. His thumb wiped his seed from her mouth. He couldn't help the gasp from his mouth as she took his thumb and sucked it clean. "Fuck," he groaned. He pulled his thumb from her mouth and pulled her up. "Fuck, you're a good girl. Turn around and put your hands on the wall."

Melora did what she was told instantly, but not without giving him an excited look. He knew that she enjoyed it when he ordered her around. He could smell her arousal every time he gave her an order. He moved behind her and ran his hand over her sex. He groaned lowly as he felt her practically dripping. He needed to taste her. Drystan moved down to his knees and began to run his fingers through her folds.

"Drystan," she moaned loudly.

Drystan's head snapped up to hers. He didn't want the chance of Dante or Draco hearing her. Her sounds were only for him. He stood up quickly and grabbed her shirt. "Open your mouth," he ordered as he stood behind her. He tied the shirt around her head and leaned forward. "Your sounds are only for me, Princess," he hissed in her ear, teeth grazing her skin. "Nod, if you understand." She nodded quickly, and he smirked. "Good girl." Drystan fell down on his knees behind him and began playing with her sex. He was going to make her come in any way that he could. When he was done with her, she was going to be sore.

Melora moaned through the shirt and bucked her hips. Drystan smirked as he leaned forward and ran the tip of his tongue through her before finding her clit. He circled her clit with his tongue. Fuck he loved the way that she tasted. He couldn't get enough of her. He wanted to make her scream, but not right now. He would have to settle for muffled screams as he began to eat. It had been too long since he was tasted her, and he was hungry, but he needed a better angle.

Drystan stood up and wrapped her hair in his fist. He pulled her up against him, his other hand moving down to her sex. His fingers began to circle her clit before he shoved three fingers into her. He ran his tongue up and down her neck, nipping her. "Am I being too rough, Princess?" Melora shook her head. Her eyes were looking up and pleading with him. Her eyes were dark with lust and excitement. Drystan smirked as he ran the heel of his palm against her clit, causing her body to shudder. "Good," he growled. "I'm not even close to being finished with you yet."