Married Off To The Savage Primordial Beast

A passionate Night with the Stranger

Elise's POV

Uncertain of how I got here, I found myself in an opulent hotel room. The room radiated luxury with its polished decor and furnishings all around. Yet, none of this mattered to me at the moment.

My mind spun wildly from the captivating scent emanating from the man in front of me.

It was as if I was in a tempest where everything else faded away. The fragrance of this strange man wrapped around me, making me loose memory of everything. His scent was difficult to describe, it was really overwhelming, a mixture of his natural skin scent and his cologne.

Honestly, I didn’t care how we arrived here. What mattered was that I was with him, completely lost in his presence.

The hotel suite we occupied resembled a royal chamber, featuring a huge bed layered with soft cushions and rounded pillows that begged to be used.

The ambiance in the room exuded a height of elegance. But all this couldn't hold my attention. My attention was fixed on the man whose tempting lips were pressed against mine, his touch making my heart race uncontrollably.

"Uuuuuu..." I released a soft moan as his lips slid down my neck to the valley of my breasts. Each of his kiss seared into my skin.

I could feel the heat of his body across every inch of my body. Waves of intense desire surged through me with each of his grasps and strokes, driving me mad with want.

I didn't know when I arched my back sharply as a rush of pleasure coursed through me when his hands moved from my hips to my butt.

Trying to suppress the moans building in my throat, I clutched the pillow tightly. But when his mouth found its way to my soft n*****s and teased them with his tongue, I finally gave in.

“Gezzzzz!!" I cried out, unable to restrain the moans escaping my lips.

His hand continued to travel down lower, from my stomach to the center of my p***y. I gasped softly as his fingers parted my folds and rubbed my c**t, the sensation so intense that I could hardly breathe.

The overwhelming effect of whiskey still buzzed in my head, blending with his rough touches to mess up my mind with raw desire. The world seemed to dissolve, leaving only the rhythm of our mutual desire.

My toes curled tightly as a buzz built in my throat. I knew my c*m was near, and he sensed it too, his fingers stroking my p***y as if he owned it.

“Ahhhh!" I cried out in ecstasy when he pushed a finger deep inside me. I was so wet that it slid in effortlessly. He thrusted it in and out slowly while his mouth continued to suck on my n*****s. My head rolled from side to side as I felt every motion within my soaked core. “f**k, I'm dripping,” I groaned loudly, my body trembling from the rush.

I breathed heavily as I slowly opened my eyes after that overwhelming orgasm. My breath hitched when his alluring gaze locked onto mine. I swallowed hard as he withdrew his slick finger from my p***y and licked every ounce of me clean.

"Your juice tastes sweet," he murmured, without breaking eye contact.

I thought he was finished, but my eyes widened when he lowered his head in between my thighs. “Wait,” I tried to stop him, but it was too late. My protest dissolved into loud cries as his mouth found my c**t. “Dammmmn!” My hand flew to his head, tangling my fingers in his sir as the sensation overwhelmed me completely.

His tongue sucked me in steady strokes, flicking my c**t and gliding over my p***y folds as if he owned it. Sparks of pleasure shot through me, even right after my last c*m. His mouth kept working relentlessly on my p***y, and I felt another release building up quickly.

I had never been sucked like that before; each movement of his tongue intensified the heat that wrapped around me. He knew exactly how to tease my p***y, making my body tremble. Moment by moment, I surrendered to the wet pull of his sinful mouth.

Every flick and lick of his tongue, every tease, every slow stroke drew me closer, an irresistible pull into the depths of raw desire. My hands gripped the sheets as my hips lifted off the bed in response to the intoxicating waves of pleasure surging through me.

With each passing second, I felt I was about to c*m again, my breaths uneven and strained as I hung at the edge.

Intense heat surged within me, a spark I couldn’t hold back. My moans grew louder as the pleasure became overwhelming.

Then my body jolted uncontrollably as his tongue continued working my c**t. Nothing mattered except the strong pleasure he gave my p***y.

He licked up every trace of my release, savoring it until he was satisfied. Then he climbed back over me, positioning himself between my legs. I swallowed nervously as I watched him undo his belt and remove his pants, his hard c**k springing out, thick and red. I stared, anxious about how that big c**k would fit inside my tight virgin core.

“I claim you tonight, pretty jewel,” he said with a smirk, pressing the c**k tip against my wet entrance.

I bit my lip to suppress a cry as he began shoving his c**k inside me. Every inch stretched me painfully wide, the pain was stinging. My nails dug into his back as I tried to endure it.

“This seemed tight,” he groaned, shoving more into my core slowly.

The pain dragged on as if it was going to be forever, as he filled me totally.

“Pretty jewel, why aren't you breathing?” he whispered softly near my ear.

That made me realize I had been holding my breath. We remained like that for a few moments until my core walls adjusted around his c**k fully. When he sensed that I had relaxed enough, he leaned closer again.

“I’m going to fu*k you now,” he said in his thick tone.