Beneath The Surface

Chapter 10 : Ecstasy

--- Marco's POV ---

As I carry her up the stairs, Bella's weight against me feels both light and electrifying. Her arms are wrapped around my neck, her body pressed close to mine, and the scent of her hair fills my senses, intoxicating me with desire.

With each step, I feel the urgency building within me, a primal need to claim her as my own. I can sense her uncertainty, her hesitance, but it only fuels the fire burning inside me, driving me forward with determination.

Entering the bedroom, I lay her down on the bed, my eyes never leaving hers. I can see the wariness in her gaze, the flicker of doubt, but there's also something else there, something that calls to me on a primal level.

I hover above her, my hands resting on either side of her, supporting my weight as I gaze down at her. Her eyes meet mine, searching, questioning, and in that moment, I know I have to be sure. Sure of her consent, sure of her desire.

But as I look into her eyes, all I see is longing, a hunger that mirrors my own. And in that instant, any doubts I may have had vanish, replaced by a fierce determination to claim her, to make her mine in every sense of the word.

I lean in to capture her lips once more, a primal need coursing through me, driving me to explore every inch of her with an insatiable hunger. My hands start to roam her body, tracing the curves of her waist, the softness of her skin, as I pull her closer to me.

Sitting up, I guide her to remove her shirt, my fingers trembling with anticipation as I caress her bare skin. The sight of her, half-naked and vulnerable beneath me, ignites a fire within me that threatens to consume us both.

Gently pushing her back onto the bed, I continue to undress her, my movements slow and deliberate as I peel away each layer of clothing, revealing more of her to me with each passing moment. Her breath hitches as I lower myself down beside her, my lips trailing kisses along her neck, her collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in my wake.

As I finally strip away her pants, leaving her completely bare before me, I feel a surge of possessiveness wash over me. She is mine, body and soul, and I will stop at nothing to claim her as my own.

As I finish undressing her, my own desire threatens to consume me as I strip away my own clothing, discarding it on the floor beside the bed. Hovering above her once more, I can feel the heat radiating off her body, her skin flushed with anticipation as she gazes up at me with longing in her eyes.

Spreading her legs to give myself more access to her, I lean down to capture her lips in a searing kiss, my hands roaming over her body as I explore every inch of her with a hunger that knows no bounds. Moving down her neck and collarbone, I leave a trail of fire in my wake, each touch eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from her lips.

Locking eyes with her, I feel a surge of possessiveness wash over me as I position myself between her legs, ready to claim her completely. With a primal need driving me forward, I start to push into her, feeling her warmth enveloping me as I slide deeper and deeper inside her.

Her eyes instinctively close at the sensation, but I want to see her, to watch every flicker of desire that crosses her face as I take her to heights of ecstasy she's never known before. "Open your eyes," I command, my voice low and authoritative, my gaze locked with hers. "Look at me."

I watch intently as she complies, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of desire and vulnerability, her trust in me evident in the depths of her gaze. With a primal need driving me forward, I continue to thrust into her, each movement bringing us closer to the edge of ecstasy.

As her moans of pleasure fill the room, my movements become more intense, my thrusts growing harder and deeper with each passing moment. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the air, punctuated by her gasps and cries of ecstasy.

Feeling her arms wrap around my neck, her nails digging into my back in a fervent display of desire, only spurs me on further. With a primal need driving me, I thrust into her with increasing urgency, the intensity of our connection igniting a wildfire of passion between us.

Feeling her sudden shift in position, I allow her to take control, if only for this fleeting moment. The sensation of her straddling me, her body poised above mine, sends a surge of excitement coursing through me.

Despite relinquishing control, I continue to thrust into her with unbridled passion, my desire driving me to seek even deeper connection with her. As she moves atop me, her movements matching mine with a fervent urgency, I revel in the sensation of her body moving against mine, each motion bringing us closer to the pinnacle of pleasure.

With each thrust, I can feel the tension building between us, the heat of our passion fueling the flames of desire that consume us both. The need to reclaim control surges within me, I shift our position so that she is lying on her back once more. With a commanding grip, I take hold of her wrists, pinning them firmly above her head. The look of submission in her eyes only fuels my desire further, igniting a primal urge to dominate her completely.

With a forceful thrust, I bury myself deep within her, asserting my dominance over her body. The sensation of her soft skin beneath my fingertips, the sound of her ragged breaths mingling with my own, it all drives me to push harder, to take her to the edge of ecstasy and beyond.

Her moans grow louder with each powerful thrust, a symphony of pleasure that echoes through the room. With each movement, I feel myself losing control, consumed by the intensity of our connection. In this moment, there is only her and I, bound together by the raw passion that courses through us both.

As I watch her face contort in pleasure, a sense of satisfaction washes over me. The sight of her succumbing to the waves of ecstasy I've unleashed fills me with a primal sense of triumph. Her every gasp and moan only drives me further, pushing me closer to the edge of my own desire.

With each thrust, I feel myself teetering on the brink, the intensity of our connection pushing me ever closer to release. And then, with one final, powerful thrust, I find myself tumbling over the edge, consumed by the overwhelming waves of pleasure that crash over me.

In that moment of shared bliss, there is nothing but the two of us, lost in the throes of passion. Our bodies entwined, our hearts racing, we are bound together by the raw intensity of our desire. And as we lie there, spent and breathless, I know that this is only the beginning of what lies ahead for us.