Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Adrian Kael

I wake up suddenly as I notice the void beside me. His warmth is no

longer in the bed. I open my eyes immediately and stand up quickly,

ignoring the dizziness that threatens to unbalance me.

I look toward the corner of the cell and find a sight that steals my

breath away: Magnus has his back to me, standing under the shower,

the water cascading down his body, highlighting every line of his

form.

I stand frozen for a few seconds, simply watching. My eyes travel

across his broad back and then descend, inevitably, until they rest on

the spot that hypnotizes me the most.

His firm, perfect buttocks move under the falling water. I press my

lips together, forcing a suppressed sigh. I bring my hand to my face,

trying to maintain control, but a smile manages to escape anyway.

What a beautiful gift upon waking.

What a glorious vision to start the day.

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He seems lost in thought, not noticing that I am already awake. My

eyes descend again to that perfect backside, and I have to stifle the

groan of pleasure that threatens to escape at the sight.

Oh, how I wanted to put my tongue right there.

To suck that delicious little hole, to make him lose control–it was

everything I wanted. I imagine myself on my knees behind him,

holding his waist firmly, while my mouth wrenches sounds from him

that he would never consciously let slip. I want to hear his pride

shatter into moans, his rigid body surrender to tremors.

I want him to try and resist at first, grunting and cursing, but

eventually gasping, broken by pleasure. I dream of the moment his

voice, so full of rage, transforms into a plea. To hear him beg for

more, unable to stop, unable to deny it.

I long to feel him come apart in my mouth with my every move, until

that entire aura of the Enforcer disappears and only the naked,

vulnerable man remains.

Oh, how I want to see Magnus Hale, the feared predator, the executioner of so many, lose his breath and admit, even without

words, that he belongs to me.

I cover my face with my hand as I feel a maniacal smile spread on its

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own, as if I no longer have mastery over my own expressions. The

madness pulses strong within me, throbbing like a drum in my head,

and I know I am on the verge of losing control.

I take a deep breath, trying to contain the avalanche that threatens to

overflow. I need to control myself, to tame this obsession that grows

every second I see him like this. If I give in now, I run the risk of

devouring him whole, of turning desire into savagery, and now is not

the time.

He still needs to recover. His body is not completely well, especially

his entrance.

I don’t want to lose control and end up damaging his tasty little ass.

I run my hand through my sweat–dampened hair, close my eyes for a moment, and count mentally, forcing myself to be calm. Every breath

is a chain trying to hold back the monster awakening inside me.

I want to take him; I want to destroy him with pleasure until he begs,

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