Chapter 232
Magnus Hale
On the contrary, he seems to savor every second, as if it were a proof
of devotion.
And that eats at me from the inside. The contrast is insane: the filth, the violence, the desire. He doesn’t back down. He doesn’t look away. And this absolute surrender makes me lose my breath.
I pull my fingers out of his mouth, making him grumble at the loss of them. I go back to licking his length, leaving it all wet, drenched, and messy. With my wet fingers, I insert them into my own anus, feeling the texture, which made me sigh.
Adrian keeps his eyes closed, oblivious to everything beyond his own pleasure. I continue giving attention to his pulsing rigidity to distract him while I stretch myself.
I realize how relaxed I am, and that gives me the certainty that I can’t wait any longer. He asked me to be the active one, and I am, but in my
own way.
I won’t yield to his rhythm, nor to what he expects. I’m going to seek
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my own pleasure while leaving him begging for his.
I position myself over him, firm, dominating the scene. I brace my
feet on either side of his hips, and, calmly, I start descending onto his
cock.
“Fuck… you’re huge.”
The confession escapes through my short breath, eyes fixed on the ceiling of the cell, while I feel every muscle in my body being forced to open up to receive him.
“I–I… thought… ah, hell… thought I’d be the passive one.” His voice gets lost among the moans, his fingers digging into the sheet as if it were the only way to keep from grabbing my waist.
“But you are the passive one now,” my voice comes out low, panting. “I’m in control, Adrian. Only the form of penetration changes… I’m the one calling the shots here.”
I rest my hands on his chest, and slowly, I raise my hips and come down hard. Pleasure spreads through my body like fire, each movement making me more addicted. I can’t and don’t want to stop
moving.
“Magnus! Love… I want to touch you so much. Please.” He implores
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between moans, his voice almost breaking.
I lean forward and capture his mouth, biting his lips hard until I draw
a muffled groan.
“No,” I answer firmly, letting him whimper in frustration.
“Please… Lo-”
My hand cracks against his face before he finishes, and I don’t slow
the pace of my movements.
“Shut up! I’m the boss here.”
He whimpers even more, the muffled moans escaping his mouth.
I throw my head back, the wave of pleasure crossing through me like a shock. I rest my hands on his firm thighs, using their strength to move with more intensity. I come down without mercy on his cock, hitting hard, striking that delicious spot that makes me see stars.
“Ah, damn…” I let out between moans, my voice hoarse. “This is too
good… Fuck…”
The sound of our bodies colliding echoes through the cell, rhythmic, obscene, filling the space as if it were the only melody that exists.
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“L–Love… I’m going to-” His voice fails, his body already trembling.
I grunt low, taken by anger.
“Don’t you dare, dammit.”
But it’s useless. His body arches, the moans explode, and he comes
without permission, filling my entire ass.
“Insolent son of a bitch,” I snap between my teeth, fury tearing at my
throat.
My hands close around his neck, squeezing hard, taking away his air. I go up and down fast, without mercy, using his body as I please. He should be terrified… but no. His eyes shine with lust, his face marked by pleasure instead of fear.
Hell… this boy is far too insane.
I keep squeezing his throat, not caring about the fact that he feels pleasure from it. Damn… His face turns red from the lack of air, and his eyes shine with devotion, drunk on pleasure. It’s insane and, at the same time, feels too good.
His body trembles under mine, and the sight drives me so crazy that I can’t hold back. The orgasm dominates me with violence, escaping
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from me and spreading warm over his stomach. Only then do I release his neck, letting him cough softly, panting, still with that lost look of
pleasure.
“You’re fucking insane, Adrian. Who the hell feels pleasure being suffocated?” I shoot back, still trying to catch my breath, staring at
that hungry gaze.
He laughs, without taking his eyes off me, his chest rising and falling
rapidly.
“You have no idea…” His voice is hoarse with excitement. “You were so sexy, so hot riding me. Your face… Damn, the way you contorted with pleasure drove me crazy. And when you squeezed my neck, when you suffocated me… everything intensified. Every time you came down on me, it felt like an explosion inside my body. And when you sped up… Hell, Magnus, it was unbearably good.”
This boy didn’t betray me. I only need to look at his face, at his eyes full of devotion. It’s so clear, so evident, that I feel pathetic for having let jealousy blind me, for having exploded that way.
I lie down on top of him, feeling his firm body support my weight. My mouth finds his neck, still marked by my hands, and I place a long kiss there, as if I could erase the guilt along with the touch.
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“I’m sorry, Adrian.” My voice comes out low, heavy with truth. “I let jealousy dominate me, blind me to the obvious. The position you two were in… it looked like a kiss. I couldn’t see past my insecurity. Even with you proving how much you love me, I let it win.”
He kisses my head and wraps me in a tight hug.
“It’s okay, love,” his voice comes out calm. “The fault was also mine for not having killed that son of a bitch sooner. He came to provoke me because of the show we put on yesterday in the corridor; he saw us kissing. I thought his pathetic lack of self–respect was funny. That’s why I tilted my head: I was already thinking of a way to end
him.”
He kisses my hair again.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to feel insecure.” I sigh, resting my face against his neck, inhaling that good scent.
“I’ve never liked anyone, Adrian. I’ve always been driven by power, by making others fear me. Now all of this has turned into a mess. Seeing you talking to someone else drives me crazy with jealousy.”
“Then that makes two of us,” he says softly. “Did you see how I got when I caught you looking at Navarro? Rage took over; I wanted you to look only at me. My head was already making plans, ways to punish
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you just for looking at someone else. Not to really hurt you… just a
small warning.”
He squeezes me harder, almost crushing me.
“Why is your jealousy so intense and so raw?” I ask, rolling my eyes.
“Because I love you.” He doesn’t hesitate. “I can’t control myself when it’s you. If I could, I’d buy an island just for us. Just the two of us. No
one else.”
I smile sideways.
“Not even a little pet?” I tease and hear the subtle change in his voice.
“Not if you don’t want me to kill it.” I snort.
“Exaggerated.”
He doesn’t answer with words; he continues kissing my hair until the
silence between us becomes comfortable.
Welcome to Hell
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
