novelraw Chapter 568: Sweet But Psycho (Part 2)
Chapter 568: Sweet But Psycho (Part 2)
"This is just us," Psycho murmured as he trailed gentle kisses up and down Sera’s neck. "No labs. No rules. No one telling you what you are or what you need to do. Just Psycho and Sera... just Alexei and Sera."
Her breath hitched when he nipped at the base of her throat. "Just us," she moaned as she leaned her head against the trunk of the prehistoric tree to give Psycho more room. "Just the way I want it."
"Exactly." His voice dropped. "And tonight, I’m not sharing you. That can be for later. But I have been a good enough boy, getting along with everyone else and not making them bleed. I want my reward."
Sera chuckled softly at her psychotic other half, but she didn’t argue.
She pulled him back into another kiss, deeper, needier, and this time when his hands slid lower, when her body pressed closer, there was no teasing pause. No hesitation. They were both long past due for this.
He pushed the skirt that she was wearing up high around her waist, ripped the pair of underwear that was under them and stuffed them in his pocket with a twisted smile. "I’ll keep those for later," he murmured under his breath.
Still half in ecstasy, Sera could only moan her response.
Dragging his fingers back up her thighs, they danced over her skin until they found her very center. "Is this for me?" he purred, playing in the soaking wet lips as he brushed his thumb over the bundle of nerves that caused her to tremble in his arms.
"Always," she breathed, her hips moving in a rhythm all their own as they tried to get his fingers exactly where she wanted them. "Please," she whispered when his fingers moved back to her thighs. "I want more... I need more."
Dragging in a deep breath, Psycho debated for a quick second, wondering if he should be gentler with her, but there was really no way to hold himself back anymore. Not now that he knew how dripping wet she was.
Moving back a step, he pulled Sera away from the tree trunk just enough so that she wouldn’t get hurt by his next move. With a slight push up, her thighs were no longer wrapped around his waist but his shoulders, her pussy lips kissing his own.
"Fucking perfect," he groaned, licking his lips as he tightened his hold on her hips. He would destroy the world before he let her fall. Flattening his tongue, he licked just the outside, humming in contentment.
She tasted like the best food he had ever eaten, like all the promises he had been told before. She was his new drug, and he was never going to stop.
Starting off slow with light pressure, he couldn’t hold back the smile on his face when Sera threaded her fingers through his hand and pushed his face even more into her pussy.
"More," she demanded, her voice catching somewhere between a snarl and a gasp of pleasure.
"Whatever my queen wants," he smirked. No longer wanting to tease her, he moved, feasting on her slick as it continued to pour out of her.
"I think you are trying to down me," he continued when Sera finally moaned in ecstasy. "Not that I would mind. It’s a perfect way to die."
"If you don’t put your cock in me right now, I will kill you, and it won’t be by drowning," snarled Sera, her fingers tightening just enough to let him know she meant business.
Pulling her back just slightly, he let her drop until once again, she was pressed between him and the rough tree behind her. "Your wish is my command," he purred. Reaching down, he undid his pant just enough for his cock to spring out.
She moved her thighs so they were wrapped around his hips and pulled him forward. "I like the sound of that," she replied, letting out a sigh as the head of his cock entered her every so slightly.
The feeling of him entering her was like nothing she ever knew before. It felt like he was going to split her apart, but at the same time, she wanted more. "You can’t break me," she whispered, leaning forward so that her mouth was right beside his eat. "I was made for you, and you were made for me. Stop holding back, Psycho, you can’t break me."
Psycho let out a sound that was halfway through a prayer and a confession as he jerked his hips forward, not stopping until he was completely inside of her.
"I know you aren’t breakable," he said, panting for breath as he leaned down so that his forehead was pressed against hers. "But that doesn’t mean that you aren’t the most precious thing in my world. You deserve everything and more."
They moved together, heat and friction and breath tangling until the jungle faded into nothing but sound, sensation, and an absolute feeling of completion. Psycho’s focus narrowed completely on the woman in his arms, his usual chaos sharpening into something fierce and intent.
Every touch was deliberate to push her just a little bit higher.
Every sound she made felt like a victory.
He braced himself against the tree, one arm solid behind her back, the other keeping her exactly where he wanted her. When she gasped his name, it wasn’t playful anymore — it was real, raw, and it went straight through him.
"Say my name," he urged, mouth at her ear. "I like when you remember who is giving you such pleasure."
"Psycho," she moaned, her voice echoing around them as he shifted his position, hitting a whole new sweet spot she never knew about.
He answered with a low sound that bordered on feral, the jungle echoing it back like approval. Whatever moved out there stayed far away, instinctively aware that this space was claimed.
Time stretched.
Heat built.
And not a single thing interrupted them.
When they finally slowed, breathless and pressed together, Psycho rested his forehead against hers, chest rising and falling hard. His hands stayed on her like he wasn’t ready to let go yet.
"Still smiling?" he asked softly.
She laughed, tired in the best way. "Very much."
"Good," he said, brushing a kiss across her mouth, gentler now. "Because I’m not done with you. I’m just... pacing myself."
She smirked. "Is that a promise?"
He grinned back at her, eyes bright and unrepentant. "Absolutely."
And Psycho stayed exactly where he belonged — with her, in her, unapologetic and completely undone.