Chapter 182: The Third Round

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Chapter 182 of "[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice" starts the action: Chapter 182: Chapter 182: The Third Round ~Zayn’s POV~ Then he rolled his tongue on my cap...... Find out what happens!

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: The Third Round ~Zayn’s POV~ Then he rolled his tongue on my cap... a low moan escaping my lips. "Fuck... Yes, just like that, baby. Don’t stop." Yes, Daddy fuck me... Just as I was enjoying the moment, Evric looked up at me and said, "Babe, don’t cum yet." He then pulled his mouth away and undressed himself. After he walked me back to the couch, he sat down on the sofa and gently asked me to sit on him. I climbed onto him, and Evric carefully wrapped his hand around his cock to guide me. Slowly, it slid inside me, and I felt every inch of him until his entire cock was set inside me. "Deep," I gasped, the word barely a whisper against his mouth. "I need you so deep, Daddy." Evric didn’t rush. He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust, his hips rocking just slightly under mine. Then, with a grunt of exertion, he thrust up, pushing an inch further. "Mnnh..." I squeezed my eyes shut, a soft, involuntary moan escaping my lips. It was a perfect fit, a powerful stretch that felt electric. "Take it all, sweetheart. Every inch. You’re mine now," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He pulled back just slightly, the withdrawal agonizing, then slammed home again with a controlled force that made the couch creak under us. I threw my head back, a long, drawn-out "Yessss!" escaping me. I found the rhythm now, rocking my hips forward, pulling him out, then meeting his thrusts as he drove hard and deep. The impact sent waves of exquisite pleasure through my core, heating my blood until all I could hear was his heavy breathing and the wet, slapping sound of our bodies colliding. The friction was unbelievable now. Evric’s breath hitched, and he stopped using his hands to steady me, instead reaching up to cup my chest. His thumb flicked over my hardening nipple, sending a bolt of pure electricity down to where we were joined. "Fuck, you are so perfect, baby," he growled, the words almost lost to a choked sound. "Look at how you take me. You’re a filthy little hole, aren’t you?" I threw my head back, my hips picking up a furious, grinding pace. "Yes! I’m your bitch! Just slam me, Daddy, fill my ass with your love!" Evric took the cue, gripping my hips hard and reversing our roles. He controlled the speed now, pulling out almost completely, a cruel, teasing stretch, and then slamming back inside with a wet, visceral thud. Each stroke found that sweet, agonizing spot deep inside. He leaned forward and kissed my neck, his lips trailing down to capture my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as his hips worked relentlessly. "God, Zayn you are so sweet... I’m going to fuck you hard," he muttered between hungry kisses to my chest, driving his hips faster, harder, deeper. The raw pleasure became too much, building into a desperate, frantic energy. "I’m close, Evric! I’m gonna cum!" I yelled, tightening all my muscles around him, pushing my body towards the inevitable. With a final, shattering squeeze, a massive wave broke over me. My back arched, and a long, guttural scream ripped from my throat as I spilled my release onto his chest, my body trembling violently against his. Evric groaned, his eyes glazed with lust, but he didn’t pull out. He kept his rhythmic, powerful thrusts going, chasing his own shattering edge. He held my hips tight, his breath ragged in my ear. "No, no, baby, don’t stop! Fuck, moan for me! Give me twenty more minutes!" he begged, his voice raw, his mouth moving back to devour my neck. He began to move with a relentless, desperate intensity, piston-like and focused. He was a man possessed, his hips driving relentlessly into me for what felt like an eternity. The friction was searing, the depth punishing, and the dirty, raw words started to pour from his lips, demands, praises, and filth, all mingled with heavy, labored breaths. "Look how you make me crazy over you! Take this! All of it! Every fucking drop, baby!" he roared, his muscles shaking with the effort. Then, with one final, seismic thrust, Evric bucked hard, his back arching off the sofa. A fierce, ragged shout tore from his throat as his whole body went rigid, spasms running through him, shaking uncontrollably as he pumped his release deep inside me. I thought that was the end, but it wasn’t. Evric stood me up and made me face the wall. "Babe," he said, "Every time I look at you, I just want to fuck your ass so hard. I want to fuck you so you’ll be unable to walk or sit the next day. I want to ruin you and be responsible for taking care of you the next morning. Zayn, stop saying no to me when it comes to sex. You drive me crazy every time, and I want to fuck your little ass every day." He gave my butt a little slap. "And," he asked, "do you love Daddy’s cock?" I didn’t reply. He gave my butt another slap. "Yes, baby," I answered. Then he said, "Daddy is going to ruin your ass with this cock tonight so you spend your entire day on the bed, unable to move or do anything." He smiled, kissed my back, and added, "Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you." With that, he slid back inside me, his cock slamming back inside with a hard thrust. "Yes, fuck, baby," I moaned. "Baby, you can be tired because I’m still going to fuck you one more time in different positions," he said. Then he started thrusting harder, deeper. "Yes, fuck me, Daddy," I moaned. With a low, possessive growl, Evric released my waist only to snatch my hands, forcing them together behind my back. His grip was steel, pinning me against the wall as he took full, forceful command of the pace. The shift in control was intoxicating; I was utterly helpless, completely his. He didn’t hesitate. He pulled back just an inch and then began to pound into me. It was a rhythmic, punishing force, not a steady thrust, but heavy, powerful blows that shook my frame. "Take it, Zayn! I own this ass! You belong to me!" he commanded, his voice dark and guttural, each syllable delivered on the impact of a full, deep stroke. "Oh, fuck! Daddy, yes! Pound me! Please, don’t stop!" I screamed, my voice cracking under the pleasure and the raw domination. The only sounds in the room were the heavy thud of his hips hitting my ass cheeks and the wet, frantic SMACK, SMACK, SMACK of our bodies connecting in the furious rhythm. Evric thrust faster, his breath ragged, the intensity driving us both to the edge. He was relentless, grinding against me, hitting that deep spot with every blow. He slid one hand from my wrist, reaching down between our bodies to find my throbbing cock, his fingers wrapping around my shaft. "We’re going to cum together, love. Look at you, ready to cum," he rasped, his eyes burning with lust as he began to stroke me in tandem with his powerful thrusts inside. The dual sensation, the demanding friction deep inside and the rough, demanding strokes of his hand outside, pushed me over the edge instantly. I saw flashes of white behind my eyes. "Daddy! I’m cumming! I’m coming all over your hand!" I yelled, convulsing violently against the wall, my entire body liquefying around his cock. My release only spurred him on. Evric slammed into me one final, devastating time, his own face contorted in a mask of pure ecstasy and effort. "Baby! Take my last load!" he roared, his muscles twitching, his back arching dramatically. He released my hands entirely, gripping the wall on either side of my head, and his body went completely rigid as he pumped his final, thick release deep into my core. His powerful climax shook him from head to toe, leaving his chest heaving as he slowly collapsed his weight against my back. Final Ruin My legs were shaking so badly that I couldn’t stand on my own. Evric helped me stabilize by telling me to hold onto the dining table. He raised one leg onto a chair while I held the table, and he slid inside me again. I endured the third round, but afterward, I was completely exhausted and couldn’t move on my own. I clung to him, and he carried me inside and cleaned me up. The last thing I remembered was asking for water before I finally fell asleep. Evric had drained all my energy and left me with none.

Chapter 182: The Third Round

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