[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice Chapter 49: Pounded Under Moonlight

"I want you," I breathed out, my throat tight but my will burning steadily. "Here. Now."

His fingers tangled in my hair, pulling close as he whispered, "Thanks, baby." I only nodded, breath hitching.

His lips found mine again, fierce and demanding, lips flicked, tongues dancing, teasing until I was dripping even more.

His hands were hungry too... unbuttoning my shirt with impatient urgency until it fell away, leaving my bare skin exposed to his greedy touch.

His eyes raked over , dark and hungry as he slipped down his trousers, the thick length of him standing hard and waiting, bare and begging.

"Co sit on my leg," he commanded softly.

I obeyed, straddling him as his lips trailed a slow, searing path from my forehead, down my nose, my neck, and teasing my nipple until it peaked, tight and sensitive under his gentle suckle.

The breeze outside stirred the tension between us. He whispered against my skin, voice low and wicked, "Zayn... tonight, I might lose control. You sure you can handle ?"

I shivered with anticipation. "I will," I promised, though no one could have prepared for what ca next.

His hand slid down, fingers finding my slick heat. "Fuck, you’re so tight," he growled, grabbing my hips hard. "Gonna fuck you until you scream my na." teasing before slipping inside . His mouth crushed mine, lips soft but demanding as his fingers pushed deeper, inch by delicious inch.

I gasped as he slowly sank into , lips molding over mine, tongue slipping past in a slow, fiery kiss. Then, with his cock a sudden thrust, he pushed hard, and I cried out, "Huh—Evric!" His na on my lips sent a pulse through .

"Sorry," he grunted, pressing deeper, "Just a little more... I’m almost in."

I nodded, breath coming fast as he drove into with growing force. Each inch burned hot, filling until my mind spun. Then he slamd all the way in with a rough, possessive thrust, silencing my cry with a fierce kiss.

"Thank you, baby," he murmured against my lips as he moved inside , slow and torturous at first, then with building rhythm.

"Yeah, just like that, baby. Take my cock deep. Make lose my fucking mind."

The position pinched and pulled at , sharp and unfamiliar tonight, but I clenched tight, wanting to please him. As he stroked inside, pain lted into an aching, sweet pleasure, and my moans spilled free.

"Ride , baby," he growled, voice thick with need. "Show how much you want this cock buried inside you."

"Fuck ," I gasped, voice ragged. "Yes... right there..."

The open car roof let the cool night breeze dance over our heated skin, mingling with our ragged breaths and wet, desperate sounds.

Evric groaned low and deep, his grip tightening. "Fuck, baby... I love it... I love you so fucking much."

But the cramped car wasn’t enough. His eyes flashed with wild hunger. "Let’s take this outside. You hold the car, I’ll make it quick."

I hesitated. "What if soone drives past?"

He smirked, cruel and confident. "Trust . I’m not quick, but I’ll be fast enough."

I nodded, caught between fear and craving.

We slid out of the car. His hands burned as they found , fingers pressing firmly against my hips as he kissed the curve of my back.

Three rough thrusts inside , gentle only for a mont, then he started pounding. Harder. Faster.

The sharp slap of skin on skin, the sound of my gasps, and his growls filled the night.

"Fuck , baby. Harder. Go on."

His voice ruled , commanding and dark.

"I love it," I cried, breathless and lost in the storm of pleasure.

"Say it," he grunted. "Tell you love this."

"I love it," I begged.

His hands gripped tight, dragging up, forcing my head back to his mouth. His teeth found my neck, biting hard. I gasped, pain and pleasure crashing together.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" My skin tingled from the sting, alive and electric.

"Fuck , yes, harder, fuck—go!"

He drove deep, every inch inside hitting the places no one else ever touched. I trembled, my body winding tighter as I soared toward release.

I exploded with a scream, muscles clenching around him as his thrusts sped up, relentless and wild.

"Yes! Evric! Fuck," I couldn’t hold back. "Yes! Fuck yes! I’m gonna cum, Evric!"

He kissed fiercely, whispering, "Hold the car, baby. Hold it."

His teeth found my shoulder, biting hard as he hissed, "You’re mine. Only mine. You gonna cum for , huh?"

I nodded, my body trembling on the edge.

My strength was draining, but I held on, not wanting to let go, not yet.

He murmured, voice thick with lust, "Let fuck you so good, baby..."

And just like that, my hardness surged again. His hips pistoned hard and fast inside , sweat slick against skin, breath ragged.

I couldn’t stop the moans spilling out, his na trembling on my lips with every thrust.

His hand found mine, holding it tight behind my back, his other hand gripping my waist as he slamd into over and over.

"I could fuck you all night," he groaned, "never get tired."

"Please," I begged, desperate and breathless.

"I’m close," he whispered in my ear. "Cum for , Zayn. Fucking cum for ."

He stroked with his rhythm, rough and unrelenting.

"Fuck, I’m cumming... Cum with , baby."

I scread his na as my body shook, spilling over his hand in hot waves of release.

He pounded for five more minutes, every movent raw and fierce, until he groaned loudly, his release crashing over us both.

Panting, slick, and spent, he pulled close, lips brushing mine. "I love you, Zayn," he whispered.

I smiled, trembling in his arms.

"Tonight’s not over," he promised with a wicked grin. "We finish this at ho."

I nodded, craving more despite the ache in my muscles.

Evric had overfed with lust, left sore and begging, but deep down, I was his willing prisoner, his wife bound by desire to satisfy his every need.

And I would.

But I thought by now Evric would be satisfied, that his saying we’d finished at ho was just out of excitent. But I wasn’t sure if he ant it.

He dressed quickly, his movents brisk and purposeful. I struggled to button my shirt, my fingers were too tired and clumsy from everything. He noticed imdiately.

"Co here, baby," he said softly, pulling close. His hands were warm and steady as he slipped his fingers through the buttonholes, fastening each one with ease. Then he kissed , slow and possessive right on my lips.

The drive ho was quiet but charged, the tension between us still thick. When we arrived, only a few of his workers were still awake, it was well past midnight. Nuala had already gone to bed.

We didn’t waste a second. Up the stairs, into his room.

The mont we stepped inside, his lips imdiately found the hollow of my neck, sending a shiver racing down my spine. His hands moved with fierce urgency, unbuttoning my shirt from the back and peeling it off like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.

I was exhausted, every muscle aching, and I wanted to say it, I wanted to tell him I was sore, that I needed to rest.

"I’m sore already... don’t think I..."

His voice cut through , low and desperate. "Zayn, please. Please don’t stop . Let fuck you once more tonight. I know you’re tired, but please, take the pain for , baby. Please."

"I have work tomorrow, Evric."

"Skip work. I’ll pay you. I’ll cook for you. You don’t have to do a damn thing but rest in the morning. Just please... don’t stop . I still want you. Please."

I chuckled softly, shaking my head. Yes, Evric could pay , I thought,but cooking? I looked at him with a teasing smirk. "I accept all your offers... but you cook for ? Do you even know how to cook?"

He pouted, trying to look serious. "I’ll learn." Then he kissed my bare shoulder, sending a shiver through .

I turned my back to him again, feeling his hard cock pressing insistently against my pants. His breath was hot and ragged against my neck, sending chills and fire coursing through all at once.

I hesitated, my body screaming exhaustion, my mind wrestling desire.

Then, finally, I nodded. "Okay."

Without another word, he yanked down my pants and my underwear in one swift movent.