A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
Chapter 361: Now, Let’s See If I Can Find It (R18)

Chapter 361: Now, Let’s See If I Can Find It (R18)

Draven’s head was thrown back, his neck arched to expose his Adam’s apple as he moaned in pleasure. His eyes closed as he completely lost himself, admitting to a great deal of ecstasy she brought him.

Seeing him in such a state made Avelina burst with excitement and euphoria. The revelation of being able to render such a man powerless and at her mercy was something worth taking pride in. The joy in knowing she could bring him such release and pleasure that no other woman could, was unmeasurable.

She felt his body quiver—the resistance in him as he tried not to breathe out what was riling up within him.

"Avelina." The sudden hoarse word was a short warning to let go of her hold on him, but Avelina held on, unwilling. She met his scarlet eyes as he finally came apart, releasing what had been building up within him.

He breathed heavily, raising his eyes to look at her. "Aren’t you like something I’ve never seen before?"

Before Avelina could respond or process his words, Draven grabbed her by the waist, turning her around, while he rested his back against the headboard. His reddish orbs glanced at her, and he smirked, licking his lips.

"Sit," he said.

"Huh?" Avelina blinked, confused. She could feel him poking at her entrance, which sent shivers through her body, but she could not seem to sit. She was quite afraid, to be honest. It definitely would hurt—this she knew.

Draven tilted his head, slipping a few strands of her hair behind her ear. "Are you scared?" His tone was exotic and sensual, lilting with a tease.

"S-scared?" Avelina stuttered, taking yet another glance at what was beneath her. She swallowed hard, returning her attention to him. "A little..." She was honest.

Draven examined her face, dropping his hands to her waist. "I suppose it will hurt, but just a little bit. To feel safer, hold onto me. Hug me and relax. I’ll be slow."

"But, if you ever want me to stop, just ask, and I will, okay?" He looked at her with reassurance evident in his gaze.

Avelina nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him. Draven pushed her hip down, slowly and carefully penetrating her. With each inch deeper, Avelina tightened her grip on him, her stretched-out fingers digging into his skin and her face contorting, hurting.

She winced in pain but was quickly overtaken by this sense of new pleasure. The second Draven hit completely inside of her. She widened her eyes, throwing her head back.

"I feel...I feel so full. You are...you are..." She couldn’t even seem to form a proper sentence anymore, as this was like something she’d never felt before. Much more than the pleasure she’d felt earlier. It was overwhelming, and it felt like she could burst apart.

This was completely on a different level, much more than her body could supposedly take.

Draven winced, shutting his eyes with a grimace on his face. "You might snap me into two if you don’t relax, Sunshine."

Avelina’s grip on his knee tightened, and she threw her head back with an expression that gave off the idea she could begin crying anytime soon.

"It’s...Draven...w-wait..."

Draven searched her face with his eyes and firmly gripped her hips. He thrust into her, picking up his pace, but not so much as to hurt her but rather to give her pleasure.

Avelina grabbed onto his shoulders, her body trembling from the sudden new wave of bliss. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and she panted, small bubbles of tears forming in her eyes.

"Are you crying?" Draven wrapped his right arm around her waist, tucking his face into her neck and dropping kisses around her shoulders, all the way to her scent gland, close, but yet a bit far from her earlobe.

Avelina bit her lip, quickly hugging him and burying her fingers into his hair. She could not explain what it was, but that sudden spot he’d kissed carried a good amount of ecstasy.

It was too much—everything was too much; she had literally lost her sense of thinking. Her thoughts were clouded, and even her vision was so blurry that she couldn’t tell if it was from the tears clouding her eyes or from something else.

"Draven...s-slow down...please..." She spoke weakly in a barely audible tone.

Draven did the opposite, increasing his pace while firmly holding onto her to prevent her from crawling away from him. He bit into her shoulder, leaving a purple-colored hickey.

"You’re...so...tight," he murmured into the crook of her neck, a grimace of pleasure evident on his face. His hot breath tickled Avelina, and she weakly pressed her hands on his chest, attempting to push him off.

"Sunshine," Draven whispered, kissing her cheek. "Relax." He kissed the hollow of her throat. "A little bit more." The underside of her jaw. "For me." And finally, back to her scent gland, where he was itching to mark her.

He could still see the scar of what her father had done to her right there, and it sort of made him itch in sudden annoyance. He’d wished he could have snapped his neck in two or perhaps put him in much more agonizing pain than he’d made Avelina experience.

He gripped her neck, forcing her to look at him. Avelina was a sobbing mess, and he could not explain why, but he found it attractive—so much so that he kissed her, not gently this time around, but rather roughly and greedily, as though he couldn’t get enough of her.

Avelina shook her head. "I-I can’t take it anymore," she cried against his lips.

Draven glanced at her flushed face with the edge of his suddenly seductive, gentle eyes and pulled away from the kiss. He lowered his gaze and ran his fingers all the way down to her slightly swollen belly. The very shape of his length was molded into her body.

A very deviously sweet smirk spread across his face and he pressed against her lower abdomen. "Now, let’s see if I can find it," he mused while pushing deeper into her. He kept poking and prodding until—

"Aaah!!" Avelina threw her head back, screaming and immediately tightening around his length. Pleasure vibrated through her body, and two drops of tears streamed down her face. "D-Draven, wha-what was that?"