Chapter 104/The Price of the Dark Night

Chapter 104: 104/The Price of the Dark Night

Chapter 104

Stephanie’s Point of View

He gave me no chance to respond with words, or even to gather my scattered breaths and think of Alexander and my haunting anxieties. Instead, he bent his massive frame and lifted me into his powerful arms in a single, swift, and blinding motion.

Driven by pure instinct, my legs automatically tangled around his broad waist, my entirely bare skin pressing against his scorching, ignited flesh. He took a few wide steps through the pitch-black darkness of the room until we reached the bed, throwing me onto the mattress with a restrained, thrilling roughness that caused the cold sheets to shock my skin, which was already burning with desire.

He immediately lay down beside me with his imposing stature, pulling me fiercely to submerge me within his dominant, trapping embrace, running his heavy palm with its rough fingers along the contours of my body with overt possession. I had naively thought we would finally surrender to sleep, or that his wild desire had subsided after that first round. But his hot, ragged breaths and the rapid hammering of his heart against my chest exposed a renewed, violent hunger that knew absolutely no mercy.

Suddenly, and without any warning, Cedric shifted and moved away from the upper half of my body. His massive frame slid downward with an ominous slowness, pulling the silk blanket away and parting my thighs with his iron-like hands until my pelvis was entirely exposed and prepared beneath his hungry, dark gaze a look heavily charged with obsession and ownership.

He lowered his head, and before I could utter a single word to object, I felt his breath, hot as a flame, strike the inner flesh of my thighs. Then, he devoured my pussy entirely with his tongue.

"Ah... Cedric!"

My back arched violently over the scattered sheets, and my fingers instinctively clenched the fabric of the mattress in total disorientation. His rough, broad, warm tongue was lapping at my swollen, wet labia with wide, deep, and direct strokes that knew no hesitation. He showed no mercy to my clitoris, which was burning with lust; instead, he began to suck and compress it between his lips with a hysterical, frantic power, pressing against it with his tongue in rapid circular motions that sent a searing pleasure piercing through my core, shaking my entire being.

The sound of wet, slick friction and the hungry suction of his mouth against my vulva filled the silence of the darkened room with stark clarity, turning my usual stubbornness and pride into a hot, continuous, and agonizingly delicious whimpering. I was moving beneath him with a frantic loss of control, pushing my pelvis upward against my own will to bury my overwhelming ache and ecstasy into the hollow of his mouth. Meanwhile, he locked my hips down with his broad palms like a pair of unyielding iron shackles, refusing to let me move away, continuing to lick and bite my depths with an intense roughness that proved to me, with absolute certainty, that the night with him would be long, hellish, and exquisite exactly as I had wanted and craved deep inside.

Cedric’s continuous, predatory lapping was completely tearing away the last remnants of my composure and rationality. His rough tongue breached my wet labia with deep, rapid, and successive strokes, while he sucked my swollen clitoris between his lips with a stark roughness that made my entire pelvis shudder with involuntary, hysterical contractions.

I no longer possessed the ability or the strength to suppress the rising whimpers and gasps; every powerful pull from his wet mouth sent scorching jolts of ecstasy striking the deepest, most sensitive point of my tight womb.

I gripped his thick hair with both hands haphazardly, not to push him away from me, but to dig my fingers in tightly and pull him deeper into my pussy with an obstinate, ravenous hunger, demanding more and more of this delicious, intoxicating torture.

The heavy, wet friction coating his chin and mouth echoed clearly through the dark room, transforming his luxurious bed into a arena of complete submission and an explicit confession to his dominant, invincible desire.

"Cedric... please, your cock... put it inside me now, I am burning completely!" I cried out in a hoarse, weak voice choked by overpowering lust, my eyes closed in total disorientation amidst the scattered sheets and pillows.

He raised his head slowly and deliberately, his face and chin visibly glistening with my heavy fluids in a highly provocative manner that stirred every primal instinct. He looked deep into my eyes with that dark, tyrannical, and possessive gleam, and a low, rough, masculine laugh erupted from his broad chest when he witnessed my utterly lost and surrendered state beneath the influence of his mouth and tongue. He gave me no opportunity to rest or catch my breath; instead, he crawled his massive, tall frame upward to bestride me once more with the same dominance, planting his knees firmly between my parted thighs to press his entire weight over me like a mountain.

His dick had regained its monumental erection, even massive than before, solid as metal with its bulging, swollen veins throbbing with an endless violence and thirst for my body, dripping hot pre-cum from its scorching tip. He gripped my hips with an excessive force that dug his nails painfully into my flesh, and with a single brutal, ruthless, and driving thrust, he buried his entire length and thickness inside me all at once, violently striking my cervix with an intense roughness that tore a sharp, pained, and ecstatic scream from my core.

"Ahhh... Cedric!"

My back arched violently over the soft bed, and the tight, hot muscles of my pussy contracted in a suffocating, powerful clench around his burning thickness, squeezing every inch of his vein-ridged, throbbing manhood. He began the grinding process immediately and without delay; he delivered rapid, powerful, and violent stabs, slamming his pelvis against my buttocks in a frantic, rapid rhythm that shook the entire bed beneath us with violence.

The sound of hot flesh crashing against flesh and the wet friction mashed between our pubic mounds filled the space of the room, while he bent his head to bite the skin of my neck and throat with roughness and hunger, leaving stark red and purple marks on my skin as he ground into my depths without an ounce of mercy or regard for my broken, panting breaths.

Cedric continued to grind into my depths with straight, rapid, and harsh strokes, and there was no longer any room between us for breaths or words. The air in the room had become completely charged with the heavy scent of raw sex and the slick wetness flooding the bed and sheets. His solid dick split its path forcefully between the walls of my pussy with a tyrannical, possessive violence, and every single time he brought his pelvis down with his full weight and power, I felt his massive head strike the bottom of my womb with a roughness that made my core twist with an excessive, overwhelming pleasure. I dug my nails tightly and nervously into his broad, muscular back, leaving long red scratches where our heavy, pouring sweat mingled.

"You are mine alone... despite my brother Alexander, and despite this entire wretched world!" Cedric growled in a choked, muffled, and husky voice against my neck, the veins of his body looking as if they were about to burst from the overpowering desire that had completely taken over his physical build.

He accelerated the speed and power of his strokes to a terrifying, hysterical pace in those final, decisive moments, driving his dick inside me with rapid, unbroken thrusts that left my raised knees trembling with severe weakness and exhaustion. Suddenly, my back arched violently over the wet sheets, and my pussy contracted in rapid, spasming, and suffocating movements that tightly gripped his prominent veins, causing a resounding, high-pitched scream of ecstasy to break from my throat as I gushed my fluids in an overwhelming release.

In those same electrifying, blinding seconds, Cedric’s entire body convulsed above me, his muscles locking completely. He let out a muffled, predatory roar as he drove his cock to its absolute limit inside me, throbbing with blind violence as he unleashed his thick, hot, and scorching semen into the depths of my womb, flooding me with his warm fertility.

The dominant storm finally subsided, and he collapsed his massive body over me, panting heavily with exhaustion, before rolling over to lie beside me on the bed.

He pulled my entirely bare frame to submerge me within his dominant embrace, burying my head into his chest.

All the noise and chaos of the world faded away, and the heavy silence of the night settled inside the quiet, darkened room. His semen and my fluids were still leaking warmly and noticeably down my thighs, but the exhaustion accumulated throughout the day, blended with this violent, lethal physical satisfaction, began to weigh down my eyelids against my will, demanding rest.

I rested my head in total surrender against his broad chest, listening to his accelerating heartbeat as it gradually began to slow and stabilize. With a final piece of stubbornness yielding to comfort and tranquility, I closed my eyes, heavy with deep drowsiness, and fell into a deep, warm, and comforting sleep within his trapping arms, completely forgetting Alexander, the wretched morning, and all the consequences awaiting us behind that locked door.

I woke up hours later to the sound of violent, heavy, and rapid knocks pounding against the thick wooden door of the room, shattering the quiet morning stillness and forcing my eyes open in sudden shock, panic, and terror. I felt a immense weight resting over my waist; Cedric’s broad, muscular arm was encircling my bare body with a dominant, possessive tightness, pinning me with his massive frame inside the entirely disheveled bed, while he remained buried in his deep, comfortable sleep as if he had heard nothing.

I tried to slip out and move gently from beneath his arm, but that sudden movement made me feel the slick wetness, mixed with his thick, cooled semen, leaking noticeably and warmly along the back of my thighs, reminding me of the hellish, savage grinding I had received from him throughout the past night.

"Cedric! Cedric... sweetheart, are you inside? Open the door please... I’m here!"

The blood froze in a shocking, terrifying instant inside my veins, and my eyes widened in sheer, overwhelming panic that shook my entity as I listened to that gentle, incredibly familiar female voice outside. It was Isabella! The suspicion and searing jealousy that had consumed me last night because of Alexander and Valentina transformed in the blink of an eye into a direct, shocking confrontation with the reality of another woman existing one who held a legitimate, legal right to this man sleeping naked beside me in the very same bed.

I shook Cedric’s shoulder with complete, frantic force, saying in a loud panic and a trembling voice: "Cedric! Wake up for heaven’s sake... your fiancée Isabella is standing at the door, knocking violently!"