Darkest Devotion

Chapter 12

Elara's POV

The door slams behind me as I try to catch my breath. Holy shit.

I never would have guessed that what just took place outside of my apartment was going to happen tonight. Zaide is far more dominant than I initially thought he was... and that only makes him so much hotter.

We haven't even done anything crazy yet and I know that it'll only get more intense from here. My body tingles in anticipation. The way he looked at me all night had me throbbing in more ways than one. I could feel my lungs constricting consistently like someone was trying to suction the air out of me. 

When his eyes watched me, appreciated me, they contained a hunger and respect I've never experienced before in my life. How his hot hands traced every inch of skin, setting a blazing inferno in their wake. 

"Be a good girl and listen."

"Would that teach you your lesson?"

"Fucking perfect."

"You want everyone to know how good I'm making you feel when I haven't even touched you properly, don't you?"

"Jesus."

The memories flood through me, not helping my still thudding heart rate or the growing burn between my legs.

I can't believe he denied both of us like that. I have to take care of this.

My determined feet carry me towards my bedroom where I strip out of everything until I stand completely naked. The nipples on my breasts point into painfully piercing pebbles, begging for his attention once more. The lack of skin to skin contact on the areas that begged for them was a form of torture I never knew existed. 

The air in my chest pants with the anticipation of finding a release as I glide towards my nightstand. Pulling out the drawer on the bottom, I grab my purple, silicone vibrator. Being a woman who has never had sex, and never properly got taught sexual anatomy in class, makes it hard to get myself there with my own fingers. So, when I found out about sex toys in my youth, I made sure to get one the minute I was of buying age. 

I gently lie myself onto my mattress, my back pressing against the soft fabric. Looking down, I press the button on my vibrator until it comes to life, amping it up to its strongest function before lowering it between my legs.

Placing my feet further apart, I spread my legs to welcome my incoming toy. Without a second thought, I place the vibrator on my clit and immediately cry out, my back bowing in response. The vibrations travel over every nerve in the bundle of my vagina, driving me closer to the one thing I have been denied. 

My eyes flutter closed, Zaide taking place in the darkness as I work myself towards my orgasm. He smirks at me as he watches me fuck myself with my toy, my fingers sliding it up and down my clit. 

"Zaide..." My whispered call sliding naturally over my tongue.

A whimper leaves me as the vibrations find the right spot, my breaths become shallow as the knot in my stomach grows. 

I grab one of my breasts, touching, tracing and teasing the nipple like Zaide did moments ago. Soon the heat from my fingers are his, the rough skin on his hand caressing and claiming me like nothing before. 

A sharp moan slips out of me, the pleasure becoming too much. White hot need burns from my core to my clit, my outsides becoming slick from my arousal. 

"Fuck." The whimper begging for some relief. 

"Come on Elara, come for me. Be a good girl and listen."