Deep love: insatiable lover

Her body’s cravings could not be controlled and despite the reluctance of Vanessa’s heart, her mouth hardened and she screamed:

-Get off! -Get off me, Dylan!

Dylan had not untied her hands and feet, and Vanessa could not have freed herself even if she had wanted to.

Instead, he touched the wound and the excruciating pain made his drugged body finally regain a shred of sanity.

He looked at Dylan with icy eyes.

-Let go of me, Dylan, I hate you! I’d rather die drugged than be touched by you. Fuck you, I’m sick of you, sick of dying!

-Sick of dying? But your body doesn’t seem to think so.

It was really hard, the desire inside her flared up, making her want to be filled and possessed immediately.

But I couldn’t.

She hated Dylan very much and could never be controlled by sexual desire.

Vanessa held back the urge as Dylan deliberately teased her. The two had been in bed more than once and had long known each other’s bodies.

All he had to do was provoke her a little and the drug in her system would be at its peak.

Vanessa felt as if her body was a volcano in desperate need of erupting, hot lava churning inside her, unable to control it at all.

And Dylan didn’t want to stop doing it.

-Honey, are you still going to talk tough?

Dylan grinned mischievously and, from Vanessa’s point of view, his handsome face seemed to be enveloped in a wicked glow, more seductive than it normally appeared.

Vanessa closed her eyes, thinking she would be fine as long as she didn’t look.

But he had forgotten that when he closed his eyes, his other senses became clearer.

-Oh!

Vanessa couldn’t help but let out a sweet moan.

-See, you love it, don’t you? Your body likes my kiss. Why do you have to be so stubborn? -said Dylan as he deliberately teased.

It was painful torture.

Although Vanessa was reluctant, her body had long since adapted to getting used to Dylan, and with the drug manipulating her, the only shred of clarity in her mind was fading.

All that remained were the instinctive senses of the body.

It’s so hot!

Vanessa’s eyes began to mist over and her flushed face filled with even more desire.

She stared at Dylan lost in thought, as her legs rubbed impatiently.

-Honey, you need me a lot, don’t you?

Dylan’s voice was low, husky with lust, like the devil’s seduction.

Vanessa’s sanity had long since disappeared under his taunts, leaving only instinctive desire.

-Dylan…

He pronounced Dylan’s name in a hoarse voice and stared at him with watery eyes, though a saint could not resist, least of all Dylan, who had long been on the verge of bursting with patience.

His eyes sharpened as he touched the bruises on his body that he had not left.

Like a sharp knife, even the unconscious Vanessa could not resist the urge to stay away.

She shivered hard, trying to get away from the ice that made her feel so afraid.

However, Dylan gave him a tug around the waist to stop his movement.

He kissed her body sympathetically, grabbed the handcuffs holding Vanessa with his free hand and, with what seemed like a gentle handshake, surprisingly broke them and reluctantly let them fall to the floor.

Dylan helped her lower her arms and squeezed them gently to help calm them.

Vanessa’s body was dotted with beads of sweat, tormented by the effects of the drug and unable to roll over Dylan’s body immediately.

Watching her as she finally lost control, Dylan’s eyes filled with lust and rage.

No good can come to those who have harmed him.

-Good girl, hold on with me while I untie the ropes from your feet.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

When Dylan finished, he released her and quickly left the bed to untie the ropes binding her feet, gently kneading her muscles again and revitalising the blood.

When Vanessa’s hands and feet were no longer so uncomfortable, she pressed herself against her again.

Vanessa blinked dazedly, feeling comfortable with Dylan’s caress and couldn’t resist moving closer.

-Heh, weren’t you stubborn enough to keep me away?

Dylan laughed, his eyes full of an indulgence he hadn’t noticed himself.

He took Vanessa’s chin and kissed her softly on the lips.

Vanessa’s hands and feet were now free, climbing around Dylan’s neck in the grip of her body’s instincts and struggling to lift her body towards him.

-Hiss.

Dylan’s eyes glowed red and he couldn’t eat Vanessa right away.

But strong self-control continued to control internal impulses.

-How dare you look at me with such angry eyes and tell me to get lost? Wildcat, you really have courage.

He, Dylan, was nobody, since she insulted him, he would pay the price.

-Be good, I’ll disinfect you first.

Dylan finished and pushed Vanessa away so she couldn’t move on her own, then leaned over and carefully kissed the bruises on her body that didn’t belong to her. The men had no sympathy for Vanessa, and her skin was so white that the slightest pressure left very visible marks.

So Vanessa’s body was now in a miserable state.

Looking at the marks, imagining those men’s hands running down his body, Dylan could barely keep the burning anger out of his own eyes.

His face was sombre, but his kisses were very careful.

With your own lips to disinfect it.

Dylan would not rest until he had kissed all the marks. Although Vanessa couldn’t resist struggling, or even screaming for Dylan to penetrate her body, Dylan still held back.

She couldn’t bear to be pushed and the tears in her eyes wouldn’t stop.

Her appearance was fragile and seductive.

Fortunately, Dylan held back.

He patiently kissed the marks on her body before slowly undressing Vanessa amid her tears and pleas.