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CHAPTER 393 — Wedding Night 6: Endless Desire
"Ohhh f-fuck! I'm gonna—Xander, I'm close again!" Jade gasped, her voice breaking as her body trembled beneath him. Her inner walls fluttered around his thick length, already gripping his cock like she never wanted to let go.
Xander slowed his thrusts just enough to lean down and capture her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, his hips still rolling in a teasing rhythm that kept her right on the edge.
"That's it, my queen," he murmured against her mouth, his breath hot and ragged. "I love hearing you fall apart for me. Tell me exactly what you need. Don't hold back."
Jade's fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving little crescents on his skin as she arched up to meet his next thrust. "You, Xander. I need all of you—harder, deeper. Don't you dare stop now. I've waited too long for this... for us to finally be like this." Her words came out in a breathless rush, laced with both desperation and playful challenge. "Or are you getting tired already, my king?"
He chuckled, the sound low and wicked, vibrating through his chest against hers. "Tired? With you looking like this—flushed, wet, and begging so sweetly? Not a chance." Xander gripped her hips firmly and drove into her with one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Jade cried out, her head falling back against the pillows as pleasure exploded through her core. "Feel that? Every inch of me is yours tonight. And tomorrow. And every night after."
"Yes... oh god, yes," she moaned, her legs tightening around his waist as she rocked with him. "You fill me so perfectly, Xander. It's like we were made for this. Made for each other." Her voice softened for a moment, even as her body demanded more, her hips rising to match his pace. "I love how you look at me when you're inside me—like I'm the only thing in your world."
Xander's eyes darkened with raw emotion and lust as he gazed down at her, never breaking rhythm. He brushed a strand of damp hair from her forehead, his thumb tracing her cheek tenderly even while his hips snapped forward again and again. "You are, Jade. My whole damn world. The way your body squeezes around me... fuck, it's driving me crazy. I could stay buried in you forever." He angled his hips slightly, hitting that sensitive spot deep inside her with every thrust, drawing fresh gasps and whimpers from her lips.
Jade's laughter mixed with a moan, breathless and delighted. "Forever sounds perfect, but right now I need you to ruin me properly. Make me feel it for days." She pulled him down for another kiss, biting his lower lip playfully before soothing it with her tongue. "Show your queen how much her king wants her."
With a growl that sent shivers racing down her spine, Xander gave her exactly what she asked for. His pace quickened, each thrust deeper and more insistent, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room alongside her cries. "Like this?" he teased, his voice rough with desire. "Or should I slow down and make you beg a little more? I do love hearing my name on your lips when you're desperate."
"Don't you dare slow down," Jade shot back, her eyes sparkling with mischief even as tears of overwhelming pleasure gathered at the corners. She clenched around him deliberately, earning a sharp groan from him. "Harder, Xander. I want to feel you tomorrow when I walk down the hall. Mark me. Claim me completely."
He obliged with a feral grin, his hands sliding under her to lift her hips higher, changing the angle so every stroke dragged against her most sensitive places. "As my queen commands," he rasped, pounding into her with renewed intensity. Jade's moans grew louder, unrestrained, her body shaking as the pressure built higher and higher inside her.
"I'm so close... Xander, please—don't stop, I'm right there!" she cried, her voice cracking with need.
"Then come for me, baby," he urged, his own control fraying as he felt her tightening around him. "Let me feel you fall apart. I've got you."
Jade's orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her entire body seizing as she screamed his name, her walls pulsing rhythmically around his cock. The sensation pulled Xander right over the edge with her. He buried himself deep one final time, groaning loudly as he spilled inside her, filling her with hot pulses of his release.
They clung to each other through the aftershocks, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. Xander kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips—soft, reverent touches that contrasted beautifully with the wild passion they'd just shared.