Chapter 16: Evelyn: Once Isn’t Enough

Chapter 16: Evelyn: Once Isn’t Enough Evelyn~ I arched into his touch without even thinking. My body was already craving more. At this moment, it wasn’t just about the physical sensation anymore, it was the way he looked at me, like I was the only thing that existed in his world. "You’ve taken all of me," Theron growled lowly, his voice filled with both pleasure and restraint as he buried himself fully inside me. I hadn’t even realized he’d gone that deep, because while my body was adjusting to his size, he’d completely distracted my mind with his touch. His mouth and hands moved in perfect harmony. His fingers teased my clitoris while his lips wrapped around my nipple, sucking gently. It drove me insane, but in the best way. The sensations were so intense, I couldn’t tell where they started or ended. Everything just kept building, wave after wave, until I felt like I might lose myself. "You’re doing so well, Evelyn ..." he whispered against my skin, a little out of breath. "Fuck! You’re so tight ..." I moaned, my hands moving to his back, my nails scraping along his spine as my body trembled beneath him. His manhood had stretched my hole, but he was still struggling to move because my inner walls were clenching him too tightly. Even though I wasn’t a virgin anymore, it had been so long since any man had been inside me. Theron stayed still for a moment, holding himself above me, his forehead resting against mine as he tried to steady his breath. "You’re gripping me too tight," he whispered, almost like he was in pain. "You need to relax a bit." "Then ..." I looked up at him, panting softly, "Help me relax." He didn’t say anything. He just leaned in and kissed me again and again until I felt dizzy from the way his lips moved over mine. The kiss was soft at first, his lips moving gently over mine, his tongue brushing lightly as if coaxing me to let go. One of his hands slipped between us again, finding my clitoris and rubbing it, making me moan into his mouth. My body slowly began to loosen. The tension in my thighs, the tightness in my core, everything began to melt under his touch, under the warmth of his breath, under the way his lips trailed kisses down my neck like he was worshiping me. When he started to move again, it felt different. This time, my body responded to him without hesitation. The deeper he went, the more arousal my body produced, making everything feel smoother, wetter, and slippery. It was so slippery now that his manhood slid in and out of me easily, each thrust gliding deeper, hitting just the right spot that made my breath hitch and my back arch. "Fuck ..." he groaned, his voice filled with frustration from how good it felt. "You feel so good." His hands gripped my waist, holding me in place as he began to move faster, still careful, but harder. I moaned louder now, not caring if he heard or how I sounded. My fingers curled against his back, dragging slightly over his skin as I felt my release was getting close. "Theron ..." I whimpered. "I think I’m—" "I know," he breathed, his forehead gently resting against mine, his voice rough and trembling. "I can’t hold it anymore either." His rhythm faltered, his movements becoming deeper and more desperate, as if his body was chasing something just out of reach. "Come with me," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine. "Just ... let go." With one final thrust, my body trembled. I cried out his name, clinging to him as my orgasm crashed over me. Theron groaned, a low, guttural sound that sent shivers through me. He pushed in one last time, as deep as he could, and I felt him twitch inside me. His release filled me as he buried his face in the crook of my neck, his arms wrapped tightly around me like he never wanted to let go. His entire body trembled as he emptied himself inside me. He sounded breathless, like he had just survived something far beyond his control. The aftershocks of release were still tingling through my limbs, but before I could fully catch my breath, Theron started moving again, like he just couldn’t stop touching me. He kissed my collarbone, then the hollow of my throat, whispering things I couldn’t quite understand. We didn’t do it just once because honestly, one time didn’t feel like enough for either of us. My body was still burning, and the heat scent clinging to me only made everything worse because it kept driving us both crazy. We made love for hours. From the moment the sky turned dark until the first light of morning peeked through the window. I know it sounds insane, almost impossible, something no ordinary human could ever manage. But remember, we weren’t human. Our stamina and strength were far beyond normal. When an Alpha went into rut, he could go on for seven days straight, sometimes even longer. "Theron—ahhh!" I cried out, my voice hoarse and trembling with exhaustion and pleasure as he came inside me again. His release spilled into me, overflowing from a place that was already full. To be honest, I didn’t even remember how many times he had poured his seed into me. I could feel it dripping out, sliding down my thighs and still, he didn’t stop. If I’m being completely honest, I had lost count of how many times he came. Five? Ten? Twenty? I had no idea. All I knew was that every time he entered me, it felt like the first, like my body was learning to take him again and again. My body ached in the most delicious way. My lips were swollen from his kisses. My thighs trembled with every thrust, and my hole kept twitching every time he pulled out, only to slide right back in a second later. After hours that felt like forever, we finally stopped. Only when the thick scent of desire that had filled the air for so long began to fade did we finally come to a rest. Theron fell beside me, chest rising and falling fast, sweat trickling down his temples. I turned to face him, completely spent. My body felt like jelly, making me too sore to move. "You know," I mumbled breathlessly as I lay draped across his chest. "If I were human ... I probably wouldn’t be able to walk for five days. No, wait ... I’d probably be dead by now. Theron let out a low chuckle. "Then it’s a good thing you’re not," he said, gently brushing his fingers through my hair. "Though, for the record, I really did try to hold back." I let out a rough breath. "Yeah right," I muttered. "I seriously doubt that."