Chapter 401: Fervent desires
That left nothing but the sheer under dress which stood no chance at preventing access to her sweet body.
Silas ignored the flash of terror that overtook her features after that action. On the contrary, he doubled down with a grin, "Don’t even pretend that you don’t want this. You came here for this and now, I am not letting you go until you give me what I want,"
Without a warning, he pushed every object on his desk out of the way before laying her against her back upon its surface, and when she tried to gather her knees, he quickly took a hold of her thighs and forced them to stay spread around him.
As the initial surprise wore off, Arabella got more and more comfortable in that position, taking deep breaths in and out, her eyes remaining connected with his.
Under her, Silas unbuttoned so fast then gave her under garment the same treatment as he did her dress, rendering her completely exposed.
Almost nothing had happened yet, but her lower half already trembled just when he started rubbing his cock against her naked pussy.
It was, by no means, a cold day, but every fresh breeze that grazed her sizzling body made the hairs on it stand, letting her realize how much sweat she’d already secreted from that short amount of effort.
At once, Silas stopped all motion but never quit glaring down at her helpless yet needy figure.
The next thing she knew, Arabella let out a scream due to how suddenly he’d pushed himself inside her.
Her tender walls had not spread fast enough to accommodate him thus earning her the panic that had her heart in its clutches.
She tried to cling to his arms for some comfort, but he denied it by taking both of her wrists in one hand and pinning them down above her head.
"You are safe," he murmured as he got within kissing range while allowing her to steal not even one tiny peck, no matter how desperately she tried, "I made sure you were wet enough,"
He told no lie for as soon as the shock at how brisk his action was began to subside, Arabella felt just how filled up she was with his cock fully inside. Things were even tighter since Silas allowed her no wiggling room by pressing his hips against her bottom.
"I haven’t done a thing yet and your walls are already contracting around me," his eyes flickered open and shut as he said those words, "Stay still," he ordered.
Silas, very well, knew what would happen the moment he started to slip in and out of her. The tension in her muscles fizzled and returned, switching at such a rapid pace that it was safe to assume she had already lost entire control over herself.
"And this time around, you better stay awake when I am done with you," he hissed in her ear as his hips quickened the tempo of those thrusts in her.
The faster he fucked, the harder she cried and tried to free her hands. When that unsurprisingly failed, Arabella squeezed her legs around him as a last-ditch effort to focus on regulating her breathing.
However, it seemed the tears she was already shedding did not please Silas enough, so he brought his second hand down, straight to her clit.
His fingers played and pressed on it mercilessly, earning the loudest whimpers and screams in response.
And as the pressure between her legs climbed higher, she faced the same loss of control over her wide-open eyes as her muscles.
When her back arched at its most was also the moment her irises traveled back into her head completely.
But even after that, Silas allowed her not a second of rest and kept on pounding that spot inside her.
"Please...,"
There it started again... The pleading that was followed with nothing other than more begging.
"Please...," she cried.
Sensing her walls squeezing on his cock harder, the vampire stopped all motion, pulling himself entirely out of her and leaving her hanging, mouth agape, eyes filled with terror.
After reveling in how pathetic she looked, he bent down at once, taking her throat in his hand, "A few nights ago you did the same thing to me. Do you remember?" he whispered, a wide grin on him, "You were so mean to me... So Sadistic,"
"No, please," she wept, trying to grind her bottom against him, to no avail, of course.
"Please what?" he hissed, his hand firm around her throat.
"Please... Keep going," she whimpered.
"Keep going? With what?" he chuckled.
In response, she groaned her frustration, but Silas did not relent, "Say it!"
"Please, take me!" Arabella squeaked those words in the most brittle of voices through the cries.
The look on him instantly shifted. From a grin to a cold glare. Silas said nothing after straightening his posture.
Only Arabella’s whimpers filled the space as she waited with bated breath for him to act. And act he did! The scream he wrenched out of her upon brutally penetrating her again was the loudest yet.
Between going all out and making sure not to break her, Silas sought to push her over the edge just as she did to him.
Faster and thoughtlessly, he pounded, the bruises he’d leave on her bottom be damned as his blood could heal it all anyways.
Not that she seemed to mind. Her eyes fluttered and flickered around aimlessly as her eyelids grew heavier.
Her arms fought less and less to break free. In fact, her entire body slowed down.
"Stay awake!" he demanded, his hand rising to gently tap her cheek.
He kept on going even after she sprayed him with her... Liquid desire. The man carried no mercy for her as Arabella lost every ounce of power that still lived in her.
Selfish or not he wanted what he wanted and there was no stopping him from getting it that time around.
Silas wished to gaze into her open eyes as he too spilled his essence inside her.