“Now you will be completely mine, Amara,” he groaned against her skin, his voice rough with need. “Every part of you will remember this… how perfectly I fit inside you, my wife.”
Within seconds, he slid inside her completely. Her muscles clenched around him tight, sucking him in deeper.
“Mhmmm…” Amara let out a shaky breath, a sharp wave of sensation running through her—part discomfort, part overwhelming pleasure she couldn’t quite separate.
The next moment his pace quickened, his control slipping as he lost himself in her completely.
“Oh god… oh goddddd…” she cried out breathlessly, her nails dragging down his back as she tried to steady herself. “It’s too deep…”
Elias immediately slowed, his thrusts turning gentler for a moment, though the desperate hunger in his eyes never faded.
“Just… take it for a few moments, love,” he muttered hoarsely. “Just a little. I promise, you will like it.”
His hands gripped her hips tightly as he shifted higher onto his knees, folding her body beneath him until she was completely exposed to him. The sight alone nearly drove him mad.
Then he pushed deep into her again, reaching the deepest part of her as his thrusts turned relentless once more.
“Oh!” she screamed, tears slipping down her face as her arms locked around his neck. Her body arched into him, clinging to his hard frame, unable to pull away. The force of his movements stole her breath, her throat tightening with every deep, powerful drive. There was nowhere for her to go, nowhere to hide.
“Elias… oh god!” she whimpered as he kept hitting that deep, overwhelming place inside her she had never felt before, pulling broken sounds from her lips.
At her cry, he slowed just a little, easing his pace, but he didn’t stop. The intensity was still there, steady and consuming. A heated ache built inside her with every movement, her body trembling from the overwhelming pleasure that refused to fade.
“Hahhh… ahhh!!” Her voice broke into louder cries as the room filled with their sounds. He moved harder again, faster, as if losing control. The tension in his body grew, driven by how she responded to him, how completely she fell apart under him.
He kept going until she was shaking, her strength fading into helpless softness beneath him. Her reactions grew weaker, but her body still betrayed her, tightening around him with every wave that passed through her.
“You are finally behaving like my tamed little pet, Amara,” Elias murmured against her ear, his breath hot as he stayed buried deep within her. His grip on her tightened as he relished every shaky breath she let out, every tremor that ran through her.
His mouth brushed her throat, slow at first, then more intense, drawing a sharp gasp from her. Her pulse raced under his touch, and the sensation alone made her go dizzy, her fingers curling tightly as she reacted without thinking.
“Elias…” she gasped, her voice breaking as her body clenched around him again.
He groaned at the reaction, losing himself for a moment in how tightly she held him, how completely she pulled him in.
“Ahhh… oh god… Elias!” she cried, overwhelmed, her body burning with every sensation as he kept her pinned to him.
Then, suddenly, she shifted.
Turning in his hold, she moved with instinct rather than thought, climbing over him and lowering herself onto him again. Her knees pressed into the bed as she took control of the motion, her hands braced on his shoulders while she began to move in rhythm with him.
Elias’s gaze dropped instantly, locked on her, drawn in completely. He leaned up toward her, trying to reach her, chasing her with impatient hunger, but she kept slipping just out of his grasp. The frustration only made him hungrier.
Finally, he caught her, pulling her close and losing himself in the moment, his control breaking as he gave in completely to the pull she had over him.
“Ahhh…!” she gasped, her entire body trembling as the intensity built between them again.
He stayed with her rhythm, deeper now, both of them moving in sync until her breath turned uneven and her voice softened into broken sounds, the room filled only with them.
“Fuck…!” Elias groaned, his control slipping as he took over again. He pushed her back onto the bed, his body covering hers as he came over her, driving into her with a brutal, relentless rhythm—nothing like her smaller, desperate movements.
Almost instantly, Amara broke again, her body shaking as she cried out, her voice rough and breathless, throat dry from it all. Elias’s hands stayed on her constantly, holding her, pulling her into him, refusing to let her slip away from his pace.
He shifted her again, rolling her onto her side and pressing himself in from behind. A deep, rough groan left him as he buried himself inside her. All he wanted was to stay there, to feel her tighten around him with every movement.
A shudder ran through him moments later as he released, his body locking up, muscles tight with the force of it. The second he spilled inside her, she followed, clenching around him so intensely it dragged another wave of pleasure through him.
“God…” he growled against her ear, still shaking as her walls held him so tightly.
