Haunting-Adeline

He marked me relentlessly so many months ago. Isn’t it fair I mark him,
too?
I bite down on that spot, lapping and sucking at the flesh trapped
between my teeth un l I’m sure the skin is bruised. And then I retreat and
find a new spot to mark, over and over as he gnashes his teeth, hands
gripping me with bruising force.
"Addie," he growls, his voice gu ural and so deep, it sounds demonic.
I trail my lips up to his ear and bite down, sucking the lobe into my
mouth. And then I withdraw, gliding my teeth sharply against the flesh as it
pops free.
"What's wrong?" I whisper into his ear. "Can't handle what you dish
out?"
I nip at his neck again, deligh ng in the sound of his control slipping and
a moan slipping free. It’s the sexiest sound I've ever heard, and I'm nearly
feral with the need to bring it out of him again.
The light from my front porch is just piercing through the trees when he
gives in, slamming me against a tree trunk, my bare back scraping against
the rough bark. His jeans are undone in record me, his cock burs ng free
from the confines and driving up inside me before I can process it.
I scream from the intrusion, his cock stretching me so suddenly that all I
can feel is fire. But he doesn’t relent, fucking me against the tree un l I’m
clamping down on him, an orgasm tearing through me that nearly causes
permanent eye damage from how hard they roll.
He spills inside of me on a hoarse shout, ramming me so deeply into the
tree, I swear there will be an imprint of my ass.
I’m sure the squirrels will find that fascina ng.
Pulling out of me, he harshly tears me away from the tree and speed
walks the rest of the way back. A visceral energy radiates off him, and I
can’t tell if it’s full of anger or desire.
My back is on fire, accompanied by the dull throb radia ng between my
legs. It’s the sweetest agony I’ve ever felt.
In the dura on of the trek back to my house, my brain has come back to
Earth, and yet nothing has changed.
That unse les me more than anything.
The fact that I’m no longer delirious from fear or bliss, and s ll, my
desire and need for this man hasn’t lessened in the slightest. If anything,