SPELLBOUND

Just as she was about to moan and beg him to enter her, Gavrael pulled his fingers out of her and he grabbed her legs again, parting them wide and then his rock-hard member drove itself into her sensitive flesh without warning. Her body screamed with the mix of the pleasure and pain of it.

"Evie!" he started moaning her name as he continued thrusting, over and over, as they both indulged themselves into this mind-blowing and intimate dance that was as old as the earth itself.

He lifted her feet and rested them on his shoulders. His gaze which was fully focused on her as he impaled her with his heavy thrusts, was one of the most hauntingly beautiful gazes she had ever seen. And all she could do was to open up, surrender herself to him, and call his name back, as he made her cry out due to too much pleasure.

Without taking his eyes off her, his pace became faster and faster until he trembled and convulsed due the intensity of his orgasm and the way Evie's inside seemed to milk him dry.

Panting hard, Gavrael rested his head over her shoulder, his arms which were slightly trembling, on the mattress to keep him from pressing down on her. Then he rolled to her side to lie on the bed. The room was silent other than the sounds of their breathing that could still be heard.

Gavrael decided to wait for a little while before pushing himself up and help clean Evie up, knowing that his feet might wobble again like he was some weak creature if he stood up now.

To his surprise, he felt warm hands caressing the taut muscles on his stomach. He looked at her, thinking that she was going to pass out again like the last time.

He was wrong as Evie suddenly climbed on him and straddled him.

The questioning look in his still dazed eyes quickly turned into confusion at the sight of deviltry in her eyes. His mind was still blank at the moment; his darkness had disappeared completely as if their savage union had exorcized it temporarily.

Before he could utter anything, she started kissing his neck then moved down to the hard line of his chest. Gavrael stiffened from both surprise and pleasure.

"It's my turn, Gav…" she said. "I want more but I don't think I could handle any more if you ravaged me like that again. So let me take over this time Gav, okay?"

She began to lick downwards until she reached his abdomen as she said those words and Gavrael's shaft immediately stood at attention again. How could he say no when she was looking at him like that?

The moment she stared at his raging hardness and the bead of moisture glistening on its head, Gavrael groaned, wanting to grab her and pin her down again. But Evie reached out and gently wrapped her fingers around it with her warm palms landing on his length and Gavrael let his head fall back as he felt her hand starting up a leisurely rhythm to stroke him.

"I want to do it on my own, Gav." She again whispered in a surprisingly erotic voice. "You're going to let me, right?" she asked as she bent and licked up that bead of moisture before kissing the tip of his hardness, causing him to hiss out in pleasure and clench his fists into the covers of the bed.

"Yes, Evie. Do it!" He said in a shaky voice filled desire. His response was as if he had not just debauch her and got such an intense orgasm just a while ago. His hunger for her was just beyond anything, beyond reason itself.

She lifted herself over his raging hardness and she watched him look at their sexes. She nudged her softness against his and his jaws clenched in anticipation, waiting for her to lower herself and swallow him to the brim again. But she did not, and only remained hovering there, nudging, teasing, driving him insane.

"Evie –!!" Gav gasped her name as he sounded as though he was strangled.

"I need you to promise me you will give me full control, Gav. As I don't think I can handle another rough round so I want to do it slowly. But in order for me to do that you must promise me you will let me be in charge-"

"Yes, yes. Do what you want, Evie. I will not do anything. I'm letting you be in charge. Promise." His deep voice was almost pleading as he said those words and Evie smiled wickedly, rejoicing that he was completely so undone by her.

Kissing his mouth, Evie then let herself slip lower and lower in a very slow manner, as if savouring the incredible sensation of her insides stretching as her wet flesh swallowed him inch by agonizing inch. Gavrael groaned as he strained his neck back, his fists clutching great handfuls of the bedclothes tightly, holding himself back from jumping her. Suddenly he felt as though he were stretched out on a torture rack.

He cursed within himself as he groaned, already regretting the promise he had just made to Evie. There was no way he could survive this slowness, this torture.

"Evie… damn… you're too much. Faster, please." He found himself begging as Evie lowered herself so damned slowly and then pulled up again in the same excruciatingly slow manner. This little lady was trying to kill him!

Beads of sweat had already drenched his skin, even his hair was dripping little beads of sweat now. Gritting his teeth, he let go of the bedclothes and was about to reach out, but Evie caught his wrists and pinned them down onto the mattress.

"You promised, Gav." She reminded him and he groaned again.

Looking at her with his heavy lidded and drowsy eyes, despite his mind being completely unable to function, he thought that she was definitely punishing him. "Evie… please… that's enough. I can't anymore…" he groaned. And thankfully, Evie picked up her pace.

Gavrael's head fell back into the pillow at the utter relief of her finally stopping the torture as she nudged deeper and faster.

"Evie…" he moaned again, stopping himself from thrusting up. Watching her riding him with joyful abandon, her breasts moving up and down and her ecstatic face, it all only served to drive him to the very edge. The sight of her aroused him to an excruciating degree. He was also feeling an incredible pleasure at the sight of her using him for her own pleasure.

And he drowned along with her with unspeakable ecstasy.

"Faster Evie… faster… let me come…" he began to beg due to the unbearable need to release himself and to his shock and utter consternation, she slowed down instead, making him feel like he was going to go insane and explode right there and then. "Damn Evie… don't do this… let me finish, please…"

With surprising strength, she pulled him up into a sitting position and buried his head into the crook of her neck.

"Alright, I will let you." she wh

ispered into his ear. "But you need to bite me first."

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