Chapter 5 I just want more!

Ilyana took a deep breath, resigned. She thought she would escape tonight. Turns out, she didn't. Ilyana lowered her head and pulled up the dress that had slipped halfway down her shoulder.

"Alright..., Mr. Right."

Darian Right stepped forward slowly, locking eyes with Ilyana. His blue eyes burned with intensity, sharpening.

Ilyana remained still in her position. She knew that Darian Right wanted to dominate at this moment. So, Ilyana could only stay quiet and composed, waiting for what the cold-faced man would do to her body.

Slowly, Darian brushed Ilyana's hair to the side. He kissed her shoulder gently. Darian removed Ilyana's dress, unceremoniously dropping it to the floor. He embraced Ilyana from behind, possessively. Then he turned Ilyana's body to the left, where there was a rather large mirror. It revealed their entire bodies from head to toe.

Darian let his gaze trail from behind Ilyana's shoulder. He looked at Ilyana's beautiful body through the mirror in front of them. He began to move his hands sensually, touching Ilyana's soft abdomen, caressing and pressing gently. He continued his touch towards Ilyana's chest.

Ilyana's breath became erratic. She tightly closed her eyes as those hands slipped in from under her chest's protection. Darian gripped her body's tenderness possessively, making her breath catch. She shivered.

"Ah..." Ilyana's breathless sighs grew more uneven.

"Let me remind you that you belong to me," Darian whispered so close behind Ilyana's ear. Suddenly, Darian Right pulled Ilyana's body with his other hand. He tightly encircled her slender, naked waist. So tight that it pressed against the man's scar-riddled body.

Ilyana felt like she was being coiled by a large python with blazing blue eyes. Tight...tighter...and even tighter. Her breath became increasingly irregular. The grip on her chest, the tight embrace around her waist, and Darian's sharp gaze through the glass. It all made Ilyana truly look like a helpless prey.

He continued to sniff Ilyana's body with long, sensual breaths. His sniffs were rhythmic and moved from her shoulders to the hollow of her neck, all the way down to behind Ilyana's ear. Making her body shiver and respond. His nose felt cold and pressing against every surface of Ilyana's skin. Making her shiver! But at times, his breath felt as warm as sauna steam.

Kisses and Mr. Right's hand movements were so synchronized, sending adrenaline rushing through her. Making Ilyana arch forward, stiffening to contain the electric current flowing with every tight touch of Darian Right.

"Aa-a-aaahhhh," Ilyana murmured, feeling his grip getting even tighter.

"Did I hurt you, Ilyana? Do you want this to end soon? But you make me more passionate."

"No. Do whatever you want," Ilyana replied, surrendering herself to Darian Right, who now possessed her entirely.

Darian Right lifted Ilyana's body onto the bed, removing every remaining piece of clothing from her until she was completely bare.

Ilyana's breath grew increasingly labored. Darian swiftly removed his own clothes, with remarkable dexterity, and then, just as quickly, crawled back to face her.

"You know this won't end quickly, right? All my weariness disappears when I see you."

Darian cupped Ilyana's face.

"Do whatever you want, Darian," Ilyana said, feeling her body aflame with a fierce passion.

Darian winked, running his fingers through Ilyana's hair, then kissed her lips again, deeply and sensually, their tongues dancing together. It sent shivers down Ilyana's spine.

The prey was in his grasp. Darian held onto Ilyana's waist, never breaking their kiss. He moved downward, towards her thighs. Darian's knees shifted towards the center of Ilyana's thighs. He caressed her inner thighs and pulled them apart with a sudden motion.

Darian released their lips. "You're mine," he said softly.

And then...

They moaned together as their bodies merged.

"Aaahh!" Ilyana moaned; her chin lifted high. Her back arched away from the bed. Waves of pleasure coursed through her, rooted deep within. She gripped Darian Right's arms tightly, struggled to breathe, and closed her eyes tightly.

Darian set an intense rhythm, causing Ilyana to clench her jaw. Her muscles tensed with each thrust. She couldn't escape the overwhelming pleasure that ensnared her.

Sweat began to bead on her skin. It felt hot and fiery. Darian's blue eyes continued to burn like flames. Ilyana couldn't hold his gaze for long. She turned her head, gasping for breath, allowing her body to tremble in ecstasy.

The passion grew faster and more demanding. Ilyana's body swung relentlessly. Until finally, the demand was met. Darian gripped Ilyana's wrists, which were now above her head, and released all his pent-up desire. Warm fluid filled Ilyana's insides. Ilyana clenched her fists. Her inner self responded, her body shivering threefold, until all the vibrations were released.

"Heeehhhh..." Ilyana let out a long breath, but her panting didn't stop. Darian Right lowered his body and rested on Ilyana's chest. He tilted his face, his hand slid beneath Ilyana's back, and he embraced her warmly, his gaze directed to the side.

Ilyana held the back of Darian's head. However, suddenly, she felt another warm liquid flowing across her chest, right over Darian's temple where he leaned.

Ilyana furrowed her brow.

Was Darian Right crying?

Ilyana ran her fingers through the hair at the back of Darian's head. Her fingers were once again filled with his dark brown hair. She moved her fingers back and forth, gently massaging Darian Right's head.

"Is it over?" Ilyana asked softly, a hint of fear in her voice.

Darian swept his hand across the edge of Ilyana's chest. In line with the clear liquid from his eyes, Darian Right remained in his position. He rested his cheek against Ilyana's soft skin. Darian felt comfortable where he was, but Ilyana's breath grew increasingly unstable as his muscular body pressed against her slender one.

Darian lifted his body. He briefly glanced at Ilyana's face. There was still a faint hint of crystal in his blue iris, but it was too indistinct. What had caused his eyes to glisten?

Darian gently laid his beautiful and robust body next to Ilyana. He pulled her to rest against him.

"Not yet," Darian Right said flatly, finally responding.

"Alright," Ilyana replied calmly. "Haven't I satisfied you?"

"You have. I just want more. So, you'll stay here, with me, all night," he answered, concise and flatly.

"Hmm... I'll stay here," Ilyana replied, making herself comfortable nestled against the chest of the powerful man.

Ilyana fell silent, waiting. She couldn't move. She had to obediently follow all the commands of the blue-eyed man. Darian Right's breathing began to steady. Ilyana lifted her head, checking if he had fallen asleep.

As she looked up, Darian Right's eyes lowered to meet hers, silently, calmly staring back at her. Ilyana was stunned.

"What can I do for you?" Ilyana asked in a hoarse voice.