Chapter 102. Made for Me

Xerina’s POV

“Mine,” he growled, his hands gripping my hips, holding me steady as he lined himself up. There was no hesitation, no gentleness as he thrust into me, filling me completely, stretching me in a way that was almost too much but not enough. Never enough.

I gasped, my hands clutching the sheets beneath me, my body arching into him as he set a relentless pace, driving into me with a raw, primal need. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, igniting every nerve, every cell, until I was nothing but sensation, nothing but need.

“Do you feel that?” he rasped, his voice rough, strained with the effort to hold on, to keep control. “Do you feel how perfectly you fit around me? How your body was made for me?”

I couldn’t speak, couldn’t think, could only feel as he took me, his hands digging into my skin, his hips slamming against mine, pushing me higher, closer to that edge again. It was too much, too intense, but I didn’t want it to stop.