Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131: Chapter 131 Trapped Desire 2

Caroline’s POV

Before I could recover, Draven captured my mouth again, swallowing my moans. My hands moved frantically, pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders, attacking the buttons of his vest. I needed to feel his skin against mine.

His vest joined his jacket on the floor, and I tore at his shirt buttons. When they wouldn’t cooperate fast enough, I yanked hard, sending buttons flying across the elevator.

Draven laughed."Impatient, my love?"

"I’ve waited a month," I gasped as his mouth moved to my neck. "I’m done waiting."

My hands explored his now-exposed chest and abs, tracing the hard ridges of muscle. He was magnificent, all power and raw strength. I unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and boxer briefs down his hips, freeing his arousal. When my fingers wrapped around him, Draven hissed, his eyes closing briefly in pleasure.

"If you keep touching me like that," he warned, his voice strained, "this will be over before it begins."

He grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head with one hand while the other tore my panties clean off my body. The sound of ripping lace echoed in the small space as he lifted me again, positioning me against the wall.

"Wrap your legs around me," he commanded, his voice deep and authoritative—the voice of an Alpha.

I obeyed, locking my ankles behind his back.His erection pressed against my entrance, hot and hard. Our eyes locked in the dim light as he slowly, torturously pushed inside me, stretching and filling me until I gasped.

"Fuck," he groaned, his forehead resting against mine as he stayed still, letting me adjust to his size. "You feel like heaven."

When he began to move, it was with slow, deep thrusts that made me feel every inch of him. My nails dug into his shoulders as pleasure built inside me again. The elevator was filled with the sounds of our mingled breaths, skin against skin, and whispered declarations.

"Harder," I pleaded, desperate for more. "Please, Draven."

He obliged, his pace becoming punishing as he drove into me. The elevator wall was cold against my back, but I barely noticed—all I could feel was Draven, all I could see was his face contorted with pleasure, all I could hear was his voice growling my name.

"You’re mine," he said between thrusts. "Say it, Caroline. Tell me you’re mine."

"I’m yours," I gasped, my body tightening around him. "Always yours, Draven. Only yours."

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