Shadowed desires- Adrian thorn

Chapter 24: Embers of Desire

The cool night air of the garden kissed their skin as Adrian led Eva away from the palace's grand halls, his grip firm and unyielding. There was a tension between them, a simmering heat that crackled with every glance and touch. They moved through a hidden path, away from the prying eyes of the world. When they reached a secluded side door, Adrian turned to face her, his eyes dark and intense.

"Do you know what you've been doing to me, Eva?" he asked, his voice a low, dangerous growl that sent a shiver down her spine.

Eva's lips curled into a teasing smile. "What have I been doing, Adrian?"

His hand shot out, cupping her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Driving me mad," he whispered, his breath hot against her lips. "Every look, every word... You've been begging for this without even knowing it."

Her heart raced as she stared back at him, the tension between them crackling like electricity. "Maybe I have," she whispered back, her voice a mix of challenge and desire.

Adrian's smile turned predatory, a dark glint in his eyes. "Maybe you have no idea what you've just asked for." He pushed her back against the stone wall, his lips crashing against hers with a fierce hunger that took her breath away. His hands were everywhere—rough, possessive, claiming her as his. She could feel his need, his desperation to possess her entirely.

"Tell me, Eva," he murmured against her lips as his hand slid under her dress, finding the heat between her legs. "Tell me how much you want this."

Her breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Adrian, please..."

"Please, what?" he demanded, his fingers teasing her, drawing out a whimper from deep within her. "You need to use your words, baby. Tell me exactly what you want."

She bit her lip, her eyes half-lidded with desire. "I want you to take me... right here, right now."

Adrian chuckled darkly. "Good girl," he whispered, his fingers slipping inside her, making her gasp. "But you'll have to do better than that if you want me to really give it to you."

He withdrew his fingers, his gaze fixed on hers, dark and commanding. "Strip for me," he ordered, stepping back slightly. "Show me just how much you want me."

Eva hesitated for a moment, but the look in Adrian's eyes left no room for doubt. Slowly, she reached for the straps of her dress, sliding them down her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet. She stood before him, exposed, her skin glowing in the dim light.

Adrian's eyes roamed over her body, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps. "Fuck, you're perfect," he muttered. "Now, get on the bed. I want to see those pretty legs spread wide for me."

Eva obeyed, climbing onto the bed, her body aching with need. She lay back, spreading her legs as he'd commanded, her heart pounding in anticipation. Adrian was on her in an instant, his hands rough and demanding as they roamed over her skin.

"You're so fucking wet," he growled, his fingers slipping into her pussy, drawing a gasp from her lips. "I love how your body reacts to me... how you're always so ready for me."

Eva's head fell back, her body arching into his touch. "Adrian, please... I need you," she begged, her voice trembling with desperation.

"Not yet, sweetheart," he whispered, leaning down to press a searing kiss to her lips. "I want to hear you beg for it first."

His lips moved down her neck, teeth grazing her skin, leaving a trail of marks that made her shiver. "Tell me, Eva," he murmured, his voice dark and commanding. "Tell me how much you need my dick inside you."

She whimpered, her body trembling with desire. "I need it, Adrian... I need you to fuck me," she breathed, her voice desperate.

Adrian's chuckle was low and dangerous. "Good girl," he praised, his hand moving to undo his pants. "Now, let's see just how loud I can make you scream."

He thrust into her without warning, a deep, hard stroke that made her cry out. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his hands gripping her ass as he set a brutal pace. "So tight... so perfect. You were made for me, Eva."

Eva's nails dug into his back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he pounded into her. "Yes... oh God, yes," she moaned, her body writhing beneath him. "Harder, Adrian... don't stop."

"You want it harder?" he taunted, his voice a low growl. "You want me to fuck you like the needy little slut you are?"

"Yes!" she cried out, her eyes wild with desire. "Fuck me harder, Adrian... make me yours."

His thrusts became rougher, more punishing, driving her closer to the edge with every movement. "You're mine, Eva," he growled, his lips at her ear. "Say it. Say you're mine."

"I'm yours," she gasped, her body arching against him. "I'm yours, Adrian... only yours."

Adrian's hand moved to her throat, his grip firm but not painful. "I want to feel you cum around me,on my dick , Eva," he whispered, his voice dark and possessive. "I want to feel you lose control."

The pressure of his hand on her throat, combined with the relentless pace of his thrusts, sent her spiraling. "Adrian... I'm going to—" she started, but her words dissolved into a scream as her orgasm ripped through her, her body convulsing around him.

"Fuck, that's it," Adrian groaned, his own release following hers. He buried himself deep inside her pussy one last time, his body trembling with the force of his climax. "God, Eva..."

For a moment, they lay tangled together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling in the darkness. Then Adrian pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're not going anywhere, Eva," he whispered, his voice a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. "You're mine... now and always."

Eva's fingers traced lazy patterns on his chest, her lips curving into a content smile. "I'm not going anywhere," she agreed softly, her eyes meeting his. "I'm right where I want to be."

Adrian's lips curled into a satisfied smile, his hand moving to cup her boobs. "Good," he murmured. "Because I'm far from done with you tonight."

Eva's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding with anticipation. "Then show me, Adrian," she whispered, her voice a sultry challenge. "Show me what else you've got."

Adrian's laugh was low and wicked, his eyes gleaming with a dark promise. "Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what you've just asked for."

And as he moved over her again, the night stretched on, filled with the sounds of their shared desire, each moment more intense and consuming than the last.