Chapter 138(R18)


    Xena''s POV


    "Ryder," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. "I need you."


    He froze for a split second, his broad shoulders tensing. Then his eyes locked onto mine, darkening to a shade of midnight that made my stomach flip. "Fuck, that''s hot," he muttered under his breath, his voice rough and low, like gravel. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, his gaze never leaving mine. His fingers grazed my thigh, teasing the sensitive skin just above my kneg, sending a jolt of electricity through me. My legs parted instinctively, craving more.


    "God," I gasped, my voice barely audible, caught somewhere between plea and a


    moan.


    His lips curled into a wicked half-smile, his head tilting as he leaned in closer. "Think I can make youe without even touching you there?" His tone was yful, but his eyes burned with challenge.


    His breath was warm against my skin, so close I could feel the heat radiating from him. My cheeks flushed, desire pooling low in my belly. I bit my lip, trying to hold back the wave of need crashing through me, but the words slipped out before I could stop them. "If you don''t fuck me soon, I swear I''ll pin you down myself."


    Ryder''s smirk widened, a glint of amusement shing in his eyes. "Oh, that''s cute," he said, his voice dripping with mock condescension. He shifted to my side, his lips brushing the curve of my hip. Then he nipped at the sensitive spot just below my waist, sharp enough to make me gasp. My legs trembled, my body arching toward him, desperate to close the distance. His clothes were still on, damn it, and I wanted them gone. My fingers itched to rip his shirt open, to feel the hard nes of his chest against


    1. me.


    I reached for the hem of his shirt, but before I could grab it, his mouth moved lower, grazing my hipbone. His teeth sank in lightly, and a wave of pleasure hit me so hard I nearly copsed. My knees buckled, my hands clutching at the air.


    "Ryder, please," I begged, my voice cracking. "Touch me."


    "No," he growled, his tone sharp andmanding. He caught my wrists in one swift motion, pinning them together. His other hand moved to his belt, yanking it free with a single, fluid tug. The sound of leather sliding through fabric made my heart skip. I barely registered what he was doing until he looped the belt around my wrists, his teeth gripping the leather as he tightened it. He secured the loose end to a wooden beam above my head, leaving me stretched out,pletely at his mercy.


    “Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my voice thick with excitement. My body thrummed with anticipation as his hands roamed, teasing my nipples with slow, deliberate circles. His mouth followed, trailing hot kisses from my chest to my stomach, inching lower with agonizing precision.


    "Ryder," I whimpered, my thighs slick with need. "I''m so fucking wet."


    "I know he said, his voice a low rumble. His lips hovered just above my core, his breath teasing the sensitive skin. Then his tongue flicked out, slow and deliberate, and I nearly screamed. He didn''t stop, his mouth working me with relentless precision, licking and sucking until my entire body shook.


    The orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, my hips bucking wildly as pleasure ripped through me. My vision blurred, my mind nk, consumed by the aftershocks. "Holy fuck," I panted, my eyes fluttering shut as his tongue continued its assault.


    His fingers slipped de me, curling just right, and another wave of pleasure built almost instantly. He climbed over me, his body hovering close, his breath hot against my ear. "Look at me," he ordered, his voice rough but firm.


    I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze. His face was taut with restraint, sweat beading on his forehead. "Harder," I pleaded, my voice barely a whisper. "Please."


    This time, he didn''t tease. He thrust into me, hard and deep, and I gasped at the sudden fullness. I didn''t even notice when his pants hade off, and I didn''t care. Each movement was raw, powerful, his hips mming into mine with a rhythm that drove me wild. The wooden beam creake 1 above us as he gripped it for leverage, his muscles flexing with every thrust.


    The belt around my wrists loosened just enough, and I tugged my hands free. In one fluid motion, I hooked my legs around his waist and pushed, flipping him onto his back. The move caught him off guard, his body hitting the floor with a soft thud. I straddled him, pinning him beneath me, my hands braced against his chest.


    "Fuck," he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as I started to move rode him hard, every thrust deliberate, chasing the pleasure building inside me. My body took over, grinding against him, each motion pushing me closer to the edge. His fingers dug into my skin, urging me on, his breathsing in sharp, ragged gasps..


    "Ryder," I screamed, my voice echoing through the treehouse as another orgasm tore through me. My body clenched around him, and his hips surged upward, his own release hitting at the same moment. The intensity left us both trembling, our bodies locked together in the aftermath.


    I copsed onto my arms, my chest heaving, and turned my head to look at him. Ryder''s eyes were half-closed, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.