Reborn: The Tyrant's Obsession novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343: The death of him

Mature Content. 18+

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Adrian lowered his head, his tongue flicking over her breast, then biting lightly at the peak until she gasped and arched.

His mouth moved to her ear, hot breath spilling down her skin as his fingers slid just barely inside her, shallow, shallow, withdrawing before she could even feel full.

Her nails raked across his back in frustration, "Stop—stop teasing me..."

Ella felt his lips curved against her throat, dragging his teeth along her skin, "Then tell me."

Her eyes fluttered open in a haze, "T-tell you what?"

His fingers brushed over her clit in one merciless stroke that nearly made her scream, "Tell me what you need."

Ella bit her lip hard, her pride warring with the desperation building inside her.

But when he pulled his hand away altogether, leaving her throbbing and empty, a broken sound spilled from her throat, "Adrian—"

He leaned back on his knees, towering over her, watching her body writhe under his, "Say it."

Her entire body flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly, eyes glassy with need.

She trembled as her lips finally parted, "You... I need you."

His eyes darkened.

"I... I want you."

He only tilted his head, unsatisfied, his fingers brushing her thigh but refusing to go closer.

Her desperation snapped, "I want you so badly it hurts," she cried, her hands reaching up to grab his shoulders, pulling him down. "Please, Adrian... I need you inside me."

The feral hunger in his eyes ignited, his restraint unraveling at her plea.

"Good girl," he grunted before crushing his mouth to hers again, his hands already spreading her thighs wide as he positioned himself at her entrance.

The moment the words left her lips, Adrian’s gaze darkened to something wicked.

But then, a flicker of hesitation crossed Ella’s eyes.

Regardless of anything, they were in the main mansion after all.

Not to mention all the guests currently occupying the guest rooms, the number of servants in this place was more than enough to scare anyone off.

The Old Master and Old Madam had their eyes and ears everywhere.

"Adrian..." Ella whispered. Her chest was heaving and her legs were still parted beneath him, "What if someone comes—?"

His mouth curved into a small smile, which looked seductive to Ella.

Without another word, he scooped her up effortlessly. Her gasp was swallowed by his kiss.

She barely had time to register the shift before he shouldered open the bathroom door and carried her inside.

He pressed her back against the wall as his body caged hers in.

"Then let them hear," he whispered, his lips bruising hers, tongue plundering her mouth with merciless possession.

Her hands fisted in his hair as her body arched, already wet and desperate for him, "Wait...mm... not there..."

But her plea broke into a moan when he pushed his cock against her slick folds, dragging across her entrance, teasing her swollen clit until she shook in his arms.

The thickness of him made her thighs quiver even before he entered.

"Say it again," he rasped roughly, his tip pressing just at her entrance but refusing to push in.

"I want you," Ella gasped. Her pride had shattered into desperation completely, "I want you inside me, please—"

That was all it took.

He thrust into her in one hard, merciless stroke, burying himself to the hilt.

Ella cried out, her nails clawing his back as the shock of his fullness stole her breath.

"Adrian—!"

He set a brutal pace, each thrust hard and unrelenting, slamming her against the tiles.

The sound of their bodies colliding filled the small bathroom, mingling with her gasps and moan.

Her legs wound around his waist, clinging to him for life as he thrust into her.

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