Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: A Physical Fusion

He didn’t give her another second to recover.

Moving with a sudden purpose, Dorrent aligned his frame on top of her, his knees parting her thighs. He aligned the tip of his penis with her aching entrance, his erection pulsing with a desperate, wild need.

He leaned in, capturing her panting, open mouth in a brutal, possessive kiss, and before she could even realize what was happening, he drove his hips forward.

With a single, heavy, and deep thrust, he buried his entire, thick length inside her.

Jannah’s eyes went wide, her muffled scream dying instantly in his mouth as his lips sealed hers. The stretching pain of him filling her so completely was overwhelming. He stilled for a moment, his body heavy on top of her, his forehead resting against hers as he let her tight, convulsing walls adjust to the size of his shaft. He let out a long, shuddering groan, his chest vibrating against hers.

"God, you are so tight... so warm," he gasped into her mouth.

Then, he began to move.

He started thrusting in heavy, deep, and relentless strokes. The speed of his hips increased rapidly, hi strength driving him into her with a savage, unhinged desperation. He had been dying to feel this warmth again, and now that he had it, he was losing his mind. Jannah felt as though she were being broken in half, her breath completely stolen by the suffocating force of his mouth on hers and the brutal impact of his pelvis against her pubic bone.

She couldn’t breathe. Desperate for air, she opened her mouth and bit down hard on his lower lip, drawing a bead of blood.

Dorrent let out a sharp growl, releasing her mouth as he pulled back, his lips stained red. "Ah..."

"Let me... let me breathe, you bastard!" Jannah gasped out, her chest heaving as she sucked in the cool air, her face flushed a dark crimson. "Curse you... I hate you!"

The curse, far from discouraging him, only added to his madness. A wild grin spread across his blood-stained lips. "Hate me then," he growled, and with that, he drove himself even deeper, his hips slamming against hers with a raw, primal force that rattled the headboard against the wall.

With every single, heavy thrust, Jannah’s body slid upward on the bed, her head nearly touching the headboard. She tried to speak, to scream, to tell him to stop, but the force of his rammings rendered her completely speechless. She was reduced to a shaking, helpless mess of high-pitched, broken moans, her hands clutching at the sheets beneath her as he took her body over and over again.

Without warning, Dorrent gripped her hips and pulled his shaft completely out of her wet warmth.

The sudden loss of his heat made Jannah let out a weak whimper, her body trembling as she tried to curl inward. But before she could even begin to recover, Dorrent grabbed her waist, dragging her body toward him. He sat back on his heels and pulled her up, forcing her to sit on his lap, facing him.

He guided her hips down, sliding his rigid dick right back into her depths.

"Ah!" Jannah gasped, her hands flying to his broad shoulders for balance as she felt him reach her very cervix in this upright position.

"You taste so good, Jannah," Dorrent whispered, his hands gripping her thighs to help guide her up and down. "So sweet."

He began to fuck her hard from below, his hips snapping upward with an aggressive, punishing rhythm. In this position, every single thrust hit her deepest, most sensitive spot, making her eyes roll back as she wailed in pleasure. She was entirely at his mercy, her body bouncing on his lap as he watched her face, drinking in the sight of her complete and utter submission.

When he finally returned her to the bed, laying her flat on her back once more, the tension in his body had reached its peak. His thrusts grew faster, his breathing turning into a series of grunts.

Jannah, her body highly attuned to his pheromones, could feel the sudden, intense heat building within him. She knew what was coming.

"Dorrent... no," she stammered, her voice shaking as she tried to push against his hips. "Pull out... pull out, please... don’t do it inside..."

"No way," Dorrent growled, his eyes flashing with madness as he pinned her wrists to the mattress. "I am going to fill you up. I am going to fill you until you carry my child, Jannah. You are going to get pregnant with my pup."

"You... you monster! No—"

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