Transmigrated as the Crown Prince's Mate
Chapter 172: Let Me Feel You...

Chapter 172: Let Me Feel You...

Eve felt a catch in her breath as the whisper of Relia’s voice wrapped around her thoughts. "Pinch his nipples too."

A naughty and mischievous sensation ran down her spine at the very idea, but still, she obeyed her wolf.

Her fingers reached for Damian’s sensitive flesh, and the reaction was instant. His body tensed, a deep, guttural groan escaping his throat as his cock twitched inside her, hard and pulsing with need.

"Fuck," he rasped, his grip tightening on her hips.

Her lips parted, a shuddering gasp spilling out as pleasure coiled tight in her belly.

His voice, dark and rough with desire, sent a fresh wave of heat between her thighs. Her skin burned where his hands held her, branding her with every touch, every squeeze.

Eve arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest, her nipples peaking against the heat of his skin.

Damian groaned, his hands sliding up her spine, threading into her hair, tugging her closer. She whimpered at the dominance in his touch, at the possessiveness in his eyes as they locked onto hers.

"Cum for me, love. Let me feel you," he murmured in a coaxing and commanding voice.

His words sent a sharp pulse of pleasure through her core. She was so close, teetering on the edge, her body wound so tight she thought she might snap.

"Yes. Oh god, yes," she gasped, rolling her hips, taking him deeper. The delicious friction sent stars bursting behind her eyes. "Fuck, yes. Yes, Damian."

His grip tightened, fingers digging into the supple flesh of her hips as he pulled her down harder, deeper, until there was nothing between them but fire and need.

"Come on, baby. Give it to me."

Eve’s nails raked down his chest, her head falling back as pleasure surged through her, white-hot and overwhelming.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck."

Damian’s mouth latched onto her throat, kissing, biting, sucking. His tongue traced the column of her neck before he pulled her earlobe between his teeth. His breath was hot and ragged against her skin.

"That’s it," he growled. "Let go for me."

Her body trembled, thighs quivering as the pleasure built higher, tighter, her walls clenching around his hard length.

"Shit. Damian, I’m going to cum. Oh, I’m so close." Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging hard as her desperation mounted. "Oh god. Damian!"

"Cum for me, love. Cum for me."

His thrusts from underneath grew faster, rougher, every stroke sending another jolt of pleasure through her. He drove into her, stretching her, filling her, his cock throbbing with every deep stroke.

Eve clung to him, her breath stuttering, her entire body tensing.

"Fuck. Shit. Yes. Yes. Oh god. Damian!"

Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body locking up, her back arching as she screamed his name. Pleasure exploded through her, her vision going white, her walls spasming around his cock as her release consumed her.

"Good girl," he groaned, his voice strained with restraint.

But he wasn’t done.

Before she could catch her breath, he flipped her onto her back, pinning her beneath his weight. The sudden shift sent another shiver through her, his dominance making her thighs clench around him.

"Not enough," he muttered, his lips brushing over hers before trailing down her body. "I want more."

Eve barely had a second to breathe before his mouth was between her thighs, his tongue flicking over her still-sensitive clit. She jolted, a sharp cry ripping from her throat.

"Damian—oh fuck!"

He groaned against her, the vibration making her body jolt. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open, keeping her pinned as his tongue expertly worked her wet hole.

"You’re so fucking sweet," he murmured, his breath hot against her swollen flesh. He licked her again, slow and torturous, before sucking her clit into his mouth.

Eve thrashed beneath him, her hands fisting the sheets, her head tossing back as another orgasm built within her.

"Please," she whimpered. "Please, Damian. I need you inside me."

His chuckle was dark, sinful. "You’re so desperate, mate."

"Yes," she gasped, her entire body on fire. "For you. Always for you."

That was all it took.

Damian was on her in an instant, his body covering hers, his cock pressing at her entrance. With one deep, punishing thrust, he filled her again, stretching her, consuming her.

"Fuck," he groaned, his forehead pressing to hers. "So tight. So perfect."

Eve wrapped her legs around him, locking him inside her. "More," she begged. "Give me everything."

And he did.

His rhythm was punishing, every thrust harder, deeper, rougher. His hands roamed her body, fingers digging into her flesh, leaving marks she knew she’d feel tomorrow.

Pleasure built again, faster this time, more intense.

"I can feel you getting close again, love," he whispered against her lips without slowing his thrusts. "Give it to me."

"I can’t—"

"Yes, you can," he growled. "Let go. Be a good girl and let me have you."

His hand slipped between them, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight, precise circles.

Eve’s entire body locked up, her mind going blank as her orgasm crashed over her again. She screamed his name, her nails biting into his shoulders, her walls pulsing, gripping him tight.

"Fuck, Eve," Damian groaned. His rhythm stuttered, his body tensing. "I’m gonna—"

"Inside," she whispered, pulling him closer. "I want to feel you."

With a strangled moan, he buried himself deep, his cock throbbing, his release spilling into her in hot, pulsing waves. He groaned against her neck, his entire body shuddering as he gave her everything.

For a long moment, neither of them moved, their bodies still locked together, slick with sweat, their breathing ragged.

Eve whimpered as he softened inside her, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her close, his lips pressing to her temple.

"I’m so sorry, Eve," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "For everything. I was a fucking idiot. You mean the world to me, and I fucked up. I promise, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll make sure we’re okay."

Her heart clenched. She cupped his face, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"Shhh, Damian," she whispered. "I forgive you. I was wrong too."

His arms tightened around her, holding her as if he was afraid to let go. "I love you, Eve. More than anything."

She buried her face in his neck, her fingers tracing lazy circles over his back.

"I love you too, Damian."

And for the first time that night, everything felt right.