Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Chapter 245.

I feel the sharp tug of his wound with every movement...h must be in agony...but it only makes him drive harder, deeper, chasing the pleasure onlt I can give him.h

"Take it," he snarls against my ear, bending over me, his chest brushing my back. "Take every fucking inch. This pussy is mine isn’t it?."

I whimper, still trying to fight it. "Zane please... your wound... I can’t lose yo....you."

But my body betrays me completely. My hips push bck to meet his thrusts, my walls fluttering nd clenching greedily around his thick cockk.

The angle has him hitting that perfect spot inside me over and over and over agin. Pleasure coils tighter and tighter in my belly when he reaches around with one hand and finds my swollen clit, rubbing tight, relentless circles while he pounds into me.

The pressure is overwhelmingly perfct that my thighs shake violently. My moans grow louder, more broken.

"Oh my god....Zane...Zane...I’m...."

"Come for me," he demands, voice rough and raw. "Come on my cock like a good little wife."

The orgasm crashes over me like a wave. I scream with my pussy spasming hard around him, milking his length in powerful contractns as pleasure rips through every nerve in my body.

He fucks me through every pulse, hs hips stuttering, until his own release hits. With a deep, guttural groan, he buries himself to the hilt and comes, pulsing hot and thick inside me, filling me until I feel it leaking out around his cock and down my thighs.

He pulls out slowly, hissing in pain at the movement. Then his legs buckl and

Zane collapses forward onto the bed, face down, breathing hard and ragged.

I turn back to see bright red blood blooming visibly through the white bandage on his side and , spreading slowly.

I spin around quickly, heart leaping into my throat. "Zane!" I shout, my voice cracking with panic as I scramble onto the bed beside him, my hands hovering desperately over the wound without touching it. "Zane....oh my God, Zane! Open your eyes!"

"Zane, stay with me," I whisper, my voice cracking. "Please."

He grimaces, trying to sit up, but his face goes pale. "I’m okay, Elaine. It’s not that bad."

"It is that bad. You’re bleeding again. Fuck!fuck!. We’re going to the hospital. Now."

I move fast, heart hammering as I throw on jeans and a hoodie over his t-shirt, not caring how I look. Then I help Zane into a loose button-down and sweatpants. Every movement makes him hiss in pain, blood spots appear on the fresh shirt almost immediately and I want to scream.

We shuffle to the car together, the air feeling cold on my bare legs. I get him into the passenger seat, reclining it as far as it goes, then run around to the driver’s side....i don’t have time to call on the driver or any security. I’ll inform them when I’m in the hospital and Zane’s okay.

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