Adrian pushed open the door to his private suite, shoulders tight, mind heavy with the poison of too much drugs, and there she was.
A woman, laying in his, her small frame trembling under the dim golden light. For a second, his sharp eyes widened in disbelief. His suite had never been breached before. His instinct told him to demand her identity, to summon security, but the words froze in his throat.
Because she wasn't just laying there.
She was peeling her dress down her arms, lips parted, chest rising and falling with ragged breaths as if her body burned from within. Her cheeks glowed crimson, eyes unfocused, like she was drowning in some unseen fever.
"What the" Adrian started, but the sight of her delicate fingers tugging down the thin straps of her gown hit him harder than any drink. His pulse thudded violently in his veins.
Elena didn't even notice his presence properly. The wine and the strange fire twisting inside her veins blurred all sense of logic. She only knew one thing—that her skin was too hot, that she needed release, that if she didn't tear the suffocating dress off, she would lose her mind.
The gown slipped to the floor with a soft whisper, pooling at her feet. She was standing in nothing but fragile lace, trembling, vulnerable, yet so intoxicating that Adrian forgot to breathe.
Something inside him snapped.
He didn't think of consequences. He only thought of how unbearably tight the heat in his gut had become. He moved toward her, each step heavy and dangerous.
Elena's hazy gaze lifted at the sound, and when she saw him—the tall man with broad shoulders, eyes dark as midnight—her lips parted on a gasp. She should have screamed, should have covered herself, but instead she felt that fire twist sharper.
Her hands fumbled, tugging at the last scrap of lace as if it offended her skin. She didn't care who he was. She only knew she needed more.
Adrian reached her in two strides. His hand shot out, catching her wrist before she could push the fabric lower.
"Do you even know what you're doing?" His voice was harsh, but his grip trembled.
Elena only whimpered, arching closer. "I can't stop.I'm hot Please…"
That single plea destroyed what remained of his restraint.
In the next breath, his mouth crashed against hers, devouring, demanding, his tongue moved pass her mouth as if searching for something.
His's mouth moved over hers with brutal hunger, tasting the faint sweetness of wine mixed with the desperate sound of her moans. His tongue forced its way past her parted lips, claiming every inch as if he owned her already.
She melted into him, her body soft, trembling, but burning hot against the hard wall of his chest.
Her hands clawed at his shirt, yanking it open with wild need. Buttons scattered across the floor as she dragged her nails down his muscled chest, desperate to feel skin against skin.
Adrian growled low in his throat, the sound of a predator pushed beyond reason. His hands gripped her waist, fingers digging into the softness there before sliding lower, cupping her ass and hauling her up against him.
She gasped when she felt the solid length pressing against her through his trousers, is was thick, hard, impossibly large.
A jolt of shock shot through her, but it didn't matter. The fever inside her demanded more.
Adrian slammed her back against the wall, his mouth devouring the curve of her throat, biting hard enough to leave marks. She cried out, the sting only fueling the fire spreading between her legs.
"Put it in, you driving me insane, please fuck me"
Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, clinging to him as if he were the only thing keeping her from burning alive.
"Damn it…" Adrian hissed, his control shattering. He shoved her panties aside.
And with one rough motion, fingers brushing the wet pussy, waiting for him. The slickness that coated his hand made his breath hitch.
"You're drenched," he growled against her lips. "You don't even know my name, and yet you're begging for me."
Elena whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Please, I'm so hot, I don't care who you are Just fuck me hard zaddy. I need.."
She couldn't even finish before he positioned himself, the thick head of his cock pressing against her entrance.
Her eyes widened, body tensing at the sheer size of him.
Adrian paused just for a heartbeat, his forehead pressed to hers, his breath ragged. "It's going to hurt," he rasped, though his voice trembled with his own desperation.
"I don't care," she whispered.
And then he thrust in, hard.
Elena screamed, her back arching as her virgin walls stretched around him, the shock of pain mixing instantly with the drugged pleasure flooding her veins. He filled her completely, stretching her so wide she thought she might break, but the burn faded into a dizzying bliss as he began to move.
Adrian's control was gone. He drove into her with brutal and punishing thrusts, each one deeper, harder, as if trying to bury himself inside her forever. The sound of their bodies slamming together echoed through the suite, wet and desperate.
Her nails tore across his back, leaving red trails, but he only growled in satisfaction, rutting into her harder.
"Take it," he snarled against her ear. "Every inch of me. You're mine tonight."
Elena's cries filled the room,half pain, half ecstasy—as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. The ache of her first time was drowned beneath the overwhelming rush of his relentless pace.
"Oh, yeah,yesss, ahhh this is sweet" she moan shamelessly.
Adrian was too big, too rough, but the alcohol and the fever in her blood twisted it all into unbearable need. She clung to him, gasping his name though she didn't even know it.
He gritted his teeth, thrusts becoming ragged, frantic. "Fuck, you're so tight.I can't, move properly.
Their bodies crashed together again and again until the world dissolved into nothing but fire, sweat, and the violent storm of their release. And Elena collapsed UN ToP him.
Adrian didn't stop when she collapsed against him, trembling and spent from her first release. Her body was still fluttering around him, and that only drove him crazier. He lifted her from the wall and tossed her onto the bed with a growl.
Elena gasped, her chest heaving, hair wild, lips swollen. She barely had time to breathe before he climbed over her, eyes dark and blazing.
"You think I'm done with you?" His voice was hoarse, raw filled with lust."Not even close.