Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Shattering the Virgin Barrier

PRESENT TIME

"Tell me, Jannah," Dorrent whispered, his voice dropping into a register so dark, thick, with a possessive hunger that it seemed to vibrate directly through the timber of the wardrobe behind her. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

Jannah was gasping for air, her chest heaving violently beneath the ruined fabric of her clothes. Every breath she drew was saturated with the suffocating, primal heat of his S-tier Alpha pheromones that had completely dismantled her capacity for rational thought. Down below, the reality was catastrophic. Her swollen, hyper-sensitive entrance was pulsing with an agonizing, desperate emptiness, aching so deeply for the thick, throbbing length resting against her folds. She wanted him. She wanted to feel the massive, blistering ridge of his manhood tearing through her defenses, burying itself inside her tight, dripping wet core until the maddening itch in her lower abdomen was completely consumed.

How did I let this happen? a small, fractured fragment of her mind wept.

A wave of profound, suffocating regret washed over her as she clung to his broad shoulders. She wished with everything left in her soul that she had never accepted the deal in the 3rd Street ghetto five weeks ago. She wished she had left Guron Grefo standing in the mud with his millions, that she had stayed in the safety of the squalor, gathering weeds in the dirt rather than stepping into this suffocating yearning. But it was the only way she would avenge her parents.

But as the head of his cock nudged against her slick opening, a sudden, dark memory flared behind her eyelids. She thought of the previous six Alphas from the lower district who had tried to claim her, the ones whose proximity had triggered nothing but cold revulsion in her heart.

A wicked, desperate crystallization of malice hardened inside her chest. If Dorrent took her tonight, if he took his way past the threshold of her virginity, would he suffer the exact same fate? Would a great catastrophy befall him that would help her with revenge?

The thought was a dangerous, intoxicating narcotic. To see her parents’ killer brought to his knees by his own unbridled lust, to watch the grand CEO of Gammar Tech undergo a total biological disaster because he couldn’t control his desire for a gutter-rat—it was the ultimate vengeance. She was beyond redemption now. Her body was burning, her mind was twisted by the heat, and she wanted nothing more than to unleash the curse hidden within her slick, tight flesh.

"You..." Jannah gasped out, the words tearing from her throat with extreme difficulty as Dorrent continued to tease her entrance, slowly sliding the wet, burning length of his shaft up and down her swollen folds, driving the friction to an unbearable height. Her hips twitched involuntarily against his grip, her nails digging deeper into the solid muscle of his pectorals. "You hate me... You find me... filthy and dirty... yet here you are... willing to... to have sex with a gutter-rat..."

Dorrent’s eyes narrowed into thin, lethal slits, the crimson light behind his pupils flaring with an unhinged, predatory intensity. His jaw clenched tightly, his hot breath brushing against her flushed, wet cheek.

"Hating you doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you, little omega," Dorrent growled, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that dripped with absolute, untouchable dominance. He anchored his hands harder into her tiny waist, completely lifting her weight so that her sensitive center was perfectly aligned with the pulsing ridge of his cock. He looked down at her glistening, parted lips, his chest heaving as he threw the question back into her face like a command. "Now answer me. Do you want me to fuck you?"

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