Aryan's Lethal Obsession

Adah

Warning: Mature scene

"Aryan."

I begged in my ragged breathing. With me on my four, he kept moving inside me for what looked like ages. I was exhausted, sweaty, and my legs started trembling, but the beast wasn't having enough. He already took me twice, and every time I reached my high, I felt like my soul had left my body before coming back with force.

"Aryan, please," I pleaded with a gasp when the familiar sensation of him ripping my inside with his dick made me lose my sanity.

I couldn't take him anymore and wanted to sleep, but my body had its own mind. It won't stop reacting to his touch and seemed as if it was on fire, and Aryan's closeness could only extinguish it. While I requested him to stop and let me rest, my hips moved along with me. Taking him completely.

My insides were sore, and I could feel his dick every time he slid inside me. If that was not all, his finger playing with my sensitive nipple had my eyes roll back into my skull.

"Adah," he moaned, and I closed my eyes when he pulled out completely, only to enter again in one thrust.

My hands gave up, and I slumped on the pillow on my face. His grip on my hips didn't loosen, and with my ass up in the air like he desired, he continued pounding with fervor. I yelped when his hand came on my reddened ass, which earned a grunt from him.

"You are squeezing me every time I spank you," he mumbles, but that doesn't stop him from slapping the same place twice, making me sob.

I couldn't take the overwhelming feeling building inside me. I couldn't stop feeling the fluttering from intensifying, feeling him move inside me. I couldn't stop the tingle creeping through me at his touch all over my body. There wasn't a single spot of me left when he hadn't touched me with his lips. I could still feel his warm breath sucking my breast.

"More...." I froze at my own confession while a moment ago, I was begging him to stop.

Like me, he too halted in his action, and when I began to think he would stop, he cupped my breasts from the side and pulled me up with a jerk. I cried when his dick went deeper with the move. My breathing hitched when he pinched my nipples while moving into me simultaneously.

Tilting my head over his shoulder, I hold on to his forearms, lost in our new position. My thighs quiver, having to endure the weight and his thrusting.

"Oh god!"

The sound of our skin slapping drives me crazy; otherwise, why would I shriek like a mad woman. Letting go of my nipples, he grabbed my jaw with one and moved the other one over my pussy. Before I could cry out, he smashed his lips over mine and rubbed my clit skillfully. A surge went through me before it spread inside me, shattering every single cell inside me.

My entire body twitched uncontrollably, but his finger and cock inside me kept me in place. On top of that, his tongue skillfully tasting every corner of my mouth made me forget who I was. He kept pounding inside me, and I remained like a puppet in his hold. When I heard him grunt and break the kiss, I realized what was to follow.

A few heartbeats later, his movement became jerky, and then he moaned, filling my inside with him. I slumped on the bed with no energy left when his hold loosened. I closed my eyes when his heat engulfed me, and he started peppering kisses over my shoulder.

Through my ragged breathing, my gaze fell on my hand with henna. I blinked. I was foggy, but something about it grabbed my attention. I shivered when his tongue slid down my spine, but my focus was on my hand.

"My beautiful wife."

That's when it hit me. My breathing, which was returning to normal, halted. I opened my mouth in realization, but nothing came out of it. I was naked, lying on the bed beneath him. The throbbing in the lower part of my body made a tear fall down.