Chapter 188
Adrian Kael
I wake up suddenly as I notice the void beside me. His warmth is no
longer in the bed. I open my eyes immediately and stand up quickly,
ignoring the dizziness that threatens to unbalance me.
I look toward the corner of the cell and find a sight that steals my
breath away: Magnus has his back to me, standing under the shower,
the water cascading down his body, highlighting every line of his
form.
I stand frozen for a few seconds, simply watching. My eyes travel
across his broad back and then descend, inevitably, until they rest on
the spot that hypnotizes me the most.
His firm, perfect buttocks move under the falling water. I press my
lips together, forcing a suppressed sigh. I bring my hand to my face,
trying to maintain control, but a smile manages to escape anyway.
What a beautiful gift upon waking.
What a glorious vision to start the day.
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He seems lost in thought, not noticing that I am already awake. My
eyes descend again to that perfect backside, and I have to stifle the
groan of pleasure that threatens to escape at the sight.
Oh, how I wanted to put my tongue right there.
To suck that delicious little hole, to make him lose control–it was
everything I wanted. I imagine myself on my knees behind him,
holding his waist firmly, while my mouth wrenches sounds from him
that he would never consciously let slip. I want to hear his pride
shatter into moans, his rigid body surrender to tremors.
I want him to try and resist at first, grunting and cursing, but
eventually gasping, broken by pleasure. I dream of the moment his
voice, so full of rage, transforms into a plea. To hear him beg for
more, unable to stop, unable to deny it.
I long to feel him come apart in my mouth with my every move, until
that entire aura of the Enforcer disappears and only the naked,
vulnerable man remains.
Oh, how I want to see Magnus Hale, the feared predator, the executioner of so many, lose his breath and admit, even without
words, that he belongs to me.
I cover my face with my hand as I feel a maniacal smile spread on its
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own, as if I no longer have mastery over my own expressions. The
madness pulses strong within me, throbbing like a drum in my head,
and I know I am on the verge of losing control.
I take a deep breath, trying to contain the avalanche that threatens to
overflow. I need to control myself, to tame this obsession that grows
every second I see him like this. If I give in now, I run the risk of
devouring him whole, of turning desire into savagery, and now is not
the time.
He still needs to recover. His body is not completely well, especially
his entrance.
I don’t want to lose control and end up damaging his tasty little ass.
I run my hand through my sweat–dampened hair, close my eyes for a moment, and count mentally, forcing myself to be calm. Every breath
is a chain trying to hold back the monster awakening inside me.
I want to take him; I want to destroy him with pleasure until he begs,
but I know I cannot rush.
I bite my lip, holding back another sickly smile, and let my chest
expand slowly.
His voice tears through the silence.
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“What the fuck are you thinking about to have that look of a madman
on your face?”
I lift my gaze. Magnus observes me with suspicion and impatience.
The steam from the shower traces the contours of his wet body; I
follow the line of his chest, sliding my vision down to that
masterpiece that disarms me.
His delicious cock.
Damn. I think I’m going to snap. Irritating perfection.
“Hey, are you listening to me?” he repeats, his voice harsher. “That
expression of yours is creeping me out.”
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