Forbidden Flames: Dangerous Cravings

Chapter 6

Elena stormed out of the Dean’s office, her legs feeling weak and unsteady while her hands shook uncontrollably with barely contained rage.

She had barely managed to deflect his sharp, probing questions with careful lies and a calm smile, but the cold warning in his voice was crystal clear and terrifying.

One more mistake and her entire career, reputation, and future would go up in flames.

Furious and terrified, she drove straight to Marcus’s apartment, heart racing wildly the entire way. The moment he opened the door with a surprised look, she pushed him inside forcefully and slammed it shut behind her with a loud bang.

“What the f**k did you do?” she snapped, eyes blazing with a mix of anger and deep fear. “The Dean is suspicious. He basically threatened me today about inappropriate relationships.”

Marcus pulled her close immediately, his strong arms wrapping around her. “I’m sorry, baby. But we’re in this together now. We’ll figure it out somehow.”

Elena shoved him hard against the wall, adrenaline and terror mixing into pure fire burning in her veins. “Together? I could lose everything because of us. My job, my reputation, my whole damn life I worked so hard for.”

Yet even as she yelled at him, her body craved him desperately. The terror made her soaking wet between her legs. She hated how much she needed this right now, how badly she wanted to lose herself completely in him to forget the fear.

Marcus’s eyes darkened with raw lust. He suddenly spun her around and pinned her firmly against the wall with his strong body. “Then let’s burn it all down,” he growled, voice low and rough.

He kissed her roughly, almost angrily, biting her lower lip hard. Elena moaned into his mouth, kissing him back with equal fury. Their hands tore at each other’s clothes, desperate to feel bare skin on skin.

Within seconds they were completely naked. Marcus lifted her up easily and carried her to the bed, throwing her down roughly on the mattress.

“You drive me f*****g crazy,” he said, crawling over her like a hungry predator. “I can’t stay away from you even if it ruins us both.”

Elena spread her legs wide for him, pulling him down on top of her with urgent need. “Then f**k me like you mean it. Make me forget how terrified I am right now.”

Marcus didn’t hold back at all. He slammed into her in one hard, deep thrust, burying himself completely inside her soaked p***y. Elena cried out sharply at the sudden intense stretch and overwhelming fullness that made her toes curl.

“s**t, you’re so tight and wet for me,” he groaned, starting to pound into her mercilessly, hips snapping hard and fast. The wet slapping sounds filled the room.

The bed slammed loudly against the wall with every powerful thrust. Marcus dominated her completely, holding her wrists above her head while he f****d her hard and deep, his heavy, hot body pressing her into the mattress. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her breasts.

“Tell me you want this,” he demanded, slamming into her again and again, the musky scent of s*x growing stronger.

“I shouldn’t want it,” Elena gasped, her body jolting with every brutal thrust. “But I do. I need it so f*****g bad. Harder, Marcus. Make it hurt.”

He released her wrists and flipped her onto her stomach like she weighed nothing. He pulled her hips up high and took her from behind, even harder than before. His hand came down in a sharp, stinging slap on her ass, the burn spreading deliciously.

Elena moaned loudly into the pillow, pushing back against him eagerly. The mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure made her head spin wildly. Fear and lust twisted together until she couldn’t tell them apart anymore.

“You’re mine, Elena,” Marcus growled, gripping her hair tightly and pulling her head back firmly. “Say it. Tell me who you belong to.”

“I’m yours,” she cried out, voice breaking with every deep, punishing thrust. “f**k, I’m yours, Marcus. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

The rough, passionate hate-s*x left them both breathless and covered in sweat. Marcus f****d her through two shattering orgasms, her screams echoing loudly in the room, before he finally came deep inside her with a loud, guttural groan of release.

They collapsed together, still tangled and naked in the messy sheets. The raw anger slowly faded away, replaced by a powerful, tender emotional bond neither of them expected.

Elena curled into his chest, listening to his fast heartbeat slowing down. His skin felt warm and slick against hers. “I’m scared,” she admitted softly, voice barely above a whisper. “Really scared. But being with you makes me feel more alive than I have in years.”

Marcus stroked her hair gently, holding her close and protective in his arms. “I know. I’m scared too. But I don’t regret any of this. You’re worth every single risk we’re taking.”

She looked up at him, eyes soft and vulnerable for the first time. “I think I’m falling for you. That’s what terrifies me the most.”

Marcus kissed her forehead tenderly, then her lips with surprising gentleness. “Good. Because I fell for you a long time ago. Hard.”

They lay there in comfortable silence, bodies pressed tightly together, skin still warm and slick, enjoying the quiet moment of peace after the storm.

While they were still naked and tangled in the sheets, a sudden loud knock sounded on the bedroom door.

Marcus’s roommate called out curiously, “Bro, you in there with someone? I heard a woman moaning…”