Chapter 121: Made her beg

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Chapter 121: Made her beg The flip was switched; he was the one drugged that could not control himself, but she was the one he had lit a fire in. The fire of desire that was messing with her brain and making her eat her own words. She had sworn that what happened in the cave would never happen again, but look at her here at the edge, begging, almost pleading. It must be very amusing for Cedric to watch if he knew her thoughts. Abrielle’s head was clouded like the mist that filled the air; her eyes beaded with tears. She stared back at the seductive devil. He wanted her to beg and lose what dignity she had left. She bit her lips, embarrassed at the situation, the smirk dancing on his face was just too annoying. He was a devil and sadist, but then again, what was the need for pride when she was engulfed by flames only he could quench? "I want you," she said, barely trying her best not to bite her lips. Just those words made Cedric almost lose it, but he held onto his little sanity for the sake of pushing her to the brink. Cedric moved closer, his toned muscles flexing in a seductive way that made her inside cry and weep for his attention. Her legs clenched together to control the urge; the water wasn’t making a difference. He stopped in front of her from his waist region downwards was submerged in water. She could not see the monster that was standing ready to ravage her but she knew it was there. She rather not glance down as it would only burn her more. He pinched her chin tilting her face to meet those dark abyss. She was dazed by how the water dripped from his hair running down his face to his body. How could a human be this gorgeous? She wondered. "How do you want me?" He asked, forcing her to spell out the words. Things were not meant to be this way. He was meant to be the one begging and not her. It felt so hard to believe he was the one who was drugged. Abrielle’s throat went parched, and she nervously gulped; his eyes trailed down from her mouth to her throat. He had already kissed and marked every part of her body but it didn’t seem to be enough. He needed her to know they were stuck together; he was never letting go, even if staying together was madness and would do more harm than good. He was just that possessive of something he should not hold onto. Abrielle bit her cheeks wondering how she was going to say those words with a straight face. He grabbed her waist and pried her legs apart with his free hand and crawled up to her flower, brushing against her excited folds, causing her to whimper. "I need words from your mouth and not a cry, Abrielle. Just simple words." He said before withdrawing his hand again; she cried in protest, which turned him on further. He was walking on thin ice so as not to plunge himself inside. Cedric’s hands then proceeded to her butt he grabbed squeezing it lightly as he wedged her up. Her body pressed against the wall behind her. His member was just an inch away from her entrance. It was torturous for the both of them not to unite. She hates him now more than ever, always forcing out a part of her that should not exist. "I need you inside me, so badly. Please stop making me lose my mind." She finally admitted, although it wasn’t a direct answer, that he could work with that. "It wasn’t that hard to admit. was it?" He chimed leaning down to capture her lips as her legs wrapped around his waist. Without any prior warning, he plunged himself inside her, she screamed half moaning, but the sound didn’t leave her lips because he swallowed it. Her eyes could only tear up as her insides were ripped apart by his intrusion. The pain was overstimulating her release, which was on the brink, came down, covering his member and filling her completely there was barely any space to move. She was squeezing him, and he groaned in pain despite the warmth of her inside, feeling like heaven and his true home. "You are too tight, try to relax." He groaned, he was too large for her and couldn’t cover his entire length with one stroke. Abrielle could not hear him; the pain and pleasure clashed together, completely destroying her. She felt like something in her was surely destroyed by that thrust that was still ripping her apart. He was heartless because he didn’t wait for her to settle around his length when he withdrew to the tip, then thrust back in, going deeper. This time, she moaned and cried under him. She asked for more than she could handle and there was no going back now. Cedric’s grip was firm around her waist; as soon as he left her silk folds, he lost it and let loose, thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow, burying himself as far as he could. She arched, moaned, squirmed and cried, but it only urged him further as his pace became faster. Eventually, she was able to accommodate him better, but it felt like he was getting thicker by the second. "You are killing," she cried, throwing her head back. Her eyes almost fell off from the intense pleasure he gave her. He didn’t understand her words because all that was in his mind was to release himself in her, filling her completely. She could not control it. Their curves merged perfectly into each other; they were perfect aside from the size disparity, not that he was complaining. He loved the way she squeezed around him. Her hands were latching onto his back, scratching and clawing him, trying to handle the sensation that was rocking her. Just when she thought he could not get any bigger he proved her wrong as his length throbbed and thickened. He groaned in a feral way; it sounded like a moan. He was so close, he thrusted faster not caring if she could handle it or collapse from the overload as he had already lost control. Like a Storm, he jerked then sprung out, filling her with his seeds. It was too warm and too milky for her small flower. Abrielle was certain of one thing: he wasn’t human because it felt surreal. It was a stupid assumption but nothing about him felt real.

Chapter 121: Made her beg

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