A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

I moved faster, chasing the pressure building between us, my moans falling freely as heat wrapped around every nerve. His name spilled from my lips like a prayer, and his grip on my hips tightened, guiding me harder, deeper.

I felt him throb inside me, and my own climax crept closer, tension curling in my core until it was too much to bear.

At that point, Alessandro decided to crank it up a notch. He held the back of my thighs, holding me in place and started slamming upwards into me at a brutal continuous speed.

“Holy fucking sh-.” I screamed out, my breath hitch with each syllable as the air left my lungs and I was rendered incapable of finishing the sentence. Alessandro was relentless, thrusting into me until it felt like I was floating on a cloud of untainted pleasure with the inability to grip reality.

I couldn’t stop the moans that spilled from my lips as he drove into me with relentless precision. Each thrust hit deeper, rougher, and it lit something inside me–something wild and raw.

My head fell forward against his shoulder, and he wrapped one arm around my back, holding me to him as his hips bucked with increasing urgency. I was breathless, overwhelmed, but I wanted more. I craved it.

“Say my name,” he demanded, voice hoarse against my ear.

“Alessandro,” I breathed. Then louder. “Alessandro.”

“That’s it,” he groaned, his mouth finding the curve of my neck as he fucked up into me, over and over. “You feel so good. So damn perfect around me.”

The coil inside me tightened impossibly, heat surging through every part of me. I rocked with him, meeting every thrust, chasing that edge with desperation. Our bodies were a mess of sweat and skin and gasping breaths, completely lost in each other.

His thrusts grew erratic, deeper, harder, until with one final groan, he buried himself inside me and held me there, pulsing deep as my own release tore through me. I cried out his name again, my body shuddering violently as I clenched around him, wave after wave of pleasure crashing through me.

It was the best high ever.

Our parted lips were barely touching as our breath mingled but I couldn’t find it in me to pull away. I was looking directly into those blue eyes as Alessandro showed me exactly what he was capable of and also who the fuck he was.

“Ты моя, и только моя.” Не muttered and I frowned at the foreign language. I didn’t care about what he said as I pulled his bottom lip between my teeth and eventually sucked the plump flesh into my mouth. [translation: you are mine, and only mine.]

Before I could comprehend what was happening, Alessandro was standing up with him still inside me and my back was slammed onto the couch again.

“Adrian?” I murmured, breathless.

“I’m not done with you,” he said, voice dark and low, rough with need.

My heart pounded wildly. I could still feel him inside me, half–hard and already growing again. My body ached,

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overstimulated and sensitive–but the way he looked at me, like I was something he needed, reignited the heat instantly.

“Lena, you feel amazing.” Dominic whispered and pressed his nose against the crook of my neck. I circled my arms around him and enjoyed the cooling sensation his chain had to offer.

His hands slid down my body, familiar yet newly hungry and I gasped when he pushed more into me again, slower this time but just as deep. My fingers left his chain and dug into the sheets, overwhelmed by how sensitive I was, how full I

felt.

“Alessandro…” I whimpered, but it wasn’t a protest.

“I want to feel every sound you make,” he said, thrusting deeper, dragging out the pleasure until I was arching beneath him. “I want to watch you fall apart again.”

He kept a steady rhythm, slow and relentless, like he was savoring me. Every thrust drew another gasp from my lips, another tremble from my limbs. I tried to catch my breath, but it was useless, his control, his intensity, undid me.

His hand cupped my jaw, eyes boring into mine. “Don’t look away,” he whispered.

“I’m going to cum.” I whimpered, feeling that build up start again. He wrapped a hand around my neck and squeezed the

sides hard, no doubt leaving his mark.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He snapped glaring down at me. My breath was temporarily restricted and it was only when I

started to grasp at his hands when he loosened his grip but still kept it firmly in place.

“Please.” I almost cringed at how desperate I sounded but I needed to fucking cum. Alessandro was ruthless. He pulled out until just the tip was inside me before slamming back in so hard that both of us groaned out loud. He hissed through his teeth when I clenched around him, orgasming again for the second time.

He wasn’t done.

He grabbed my hair in his fist and pulled my head back, scowling at me unimpressed. “I thought I told you not to cum.”

“I–I had to.”

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