The Devil Who Claimed Me

Chapter 80: Claiming her again

Dominic kissed her chin, then his lips dragged down to her neck.

Her breath came uneven and shallow.

’No...’ her mind protested weakly. But her hands clutched him, pulling him closer.

His fingers slid lower, catching the edge of her nightdress and pushing it up slowly, deliberately. The fabric lifted inch by inch, exposing her skin to his gaze.

His lips brushed against her thigh before moving upward, lingering against her abdomen and savoring every reaction she gave him.

Mila shuddered, chills tightening her skin. Every nerve in her body seemed to come alive under his touch. She turned her face away, trying to hold on to what little control she had left.

But it was slipping rapidly.

His touch deepened, more intimate, more knowing. His lips moved higher. When he took her nipple inside his mouth, a broken sound slipped past her lips. Her fingers clutched the sheets beneath her.

Dominic lifted his eyes to her face, watching her reaction.

Mila pressed her lips together, determined not to give him another reaction, refusing to let him see how much he was affecting her.

He smirked. "Don’t try to hold back. You can’t."

Heat flooded her face, embarrassment mixing with frustration. She hated how easily he made her lose control.

"I hate you. I hate this," she muttered.

But her words didn’t bother him. If anything, they only seemed to amuse him.

"Soon, you will be crying out my name."

There was a challenge in his tone.

With a swift motion, he pulled the dress away completely, leaving nothing between them. His hands traced along her arms, down her sides, his touch unhurried yet claiming, as his lips followed their path.

His hands continued their descent, sliding her panties down with slow intent.

When she saw him between her legs, a tingling heat spread uncontrollably.

"You don’t even realize what you’ve done to me." His voice dropped, rough and dark.

He inserted his fingers inside. He smirked. "You respond to me every single time. I like that."

He dipped his face and kissed her there.

Mila gasped. Her back arched slightly, her restraint cracking. For a moment, she couldn’t move, couldn’t think, and couldn’t even understand what was happening.

He continued moving his fingers in and out while his tongue stroked her clit relentlessly. His movements grew faster and more precise, each stroke dragging a reaction out of her, whether she wanted it or not.

The tension built up to the point where she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe properly, couldn’t hold herself together anymore.

A sharp, consuming wave crashed through her, stealing whatever strength she had left. Her body shuddered beneath the force of it.

Dominic was quick to remove his clothes. He didn’t give her time to recover.

The moment the tremor of the first wave faded from her body, his grip tightened again, firmer this time. He positioned himself between her legs and entered her.

Mila’s breath caught sharply, her body still sensitive, still trembling from before. And when he entered, she felt every sensation magnified.

She tried to steady herself, to gather the pieces of her scattered control, but he didn’t allow it.

He pushed her faster, harder.

Her head fell back. It was too much.

The rhythm he set left her no space to think, no moment to breathe properly. Each movement dragged another broken response from her, each second pushing her to the edge.

Her thoughts blurred, and even the awareness of herself began to fade under the overwhelming rush building inside her again.

It climbed rapidly.

Her body tensed. She didn’t know how to stop it. She no longer wanted to.

Her fingers dug into him, her entire body arching instinctively as the sensation surged through her, stronger than before. And then it broke violently.

The wave crashed through her with such force that it took her breath away. She even lost her sense of self. For a fleeting moment, there was nothing else—no thoughts, no resistance, no awareness.

All she could feel was the overwhelming release that shattered her entirely.

Her body was completely undone in the aftermath, her strength gone, her mind still lost in the haze of what he had drawn out of her.

And above her, Dominic watched, unmoving, as if this were exactly what he wanted. He was still inside her, hard, throbbing.

Mila’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she met his gaze. She knew he wasn’t done yet.

"You are so beautiful, Mila. Oh, sweetheart... How can I resist you?"

He kissed her hard as he started moving again.

Soon, the room echoed with Mila’s cries.

When Mila woke up, it was already the next morning. Dominic wasn’t in the room. But a small note lay beside her.

She picked it up and read—’You were sleeping peacefully. So I didn’t wake you up. Rest more if you want. I’m leaving to deal with some urgent issues. See you in the evening. Until then, remember where I was last night.’

A flush crept up her cheeks before she could stop it, her lips curving slightly.

Fragments of the night before rushed back. Even now, her body seemed to remember, warmth spreading through her at the thought of the way he had held her, the way he had made her lose herself again and again.

’What will he do tonight?’ The question emerged.

Her cheeks turned red when she thought of Dominic kissing her and making her moan beneath him.

"Stop it," she muttered under her breath, shaking her head to push the thoughts away. "I can’t keep thinking like this."

Throwing the blanket aside, she quickly got out of bed and hurried into the bathroom.

She had just stepped out after her bath when a maid came and informed her that Serene wanted to see her.

"Serene?" Mila froze in surprise. "Why would she want to meet me?"

An uneasiness crept into her mind.

"You should ask her on your own," the maid said. "Be quick. She is waiting for you."

With no choice, Mila followed her.

As she entered the hall, her eyes fell on Serene and Valentina standing together, deep in conversation. The sight made something twist uncomfortably inside her.

An ominous feeling settled over her chest.

Every part of her urged her to stay away from them, but she still moved forward.

"There she is," Valentina said the moment she noticed Mila. "Mila, come here. Let me introduce you to someone special."

Gesturing to the Serene, she said, "This is Serene, Dominic’s..." She paused dramatically before saying the next word, "friend."