Chapter 47

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he fire within me grew and intensified, like a spark that catches and spreads, consuming everything in its path. It was wild, exhilarating. His hands found their way to my waist, his fingers leaving a trail of tingles.

Hesitation grew in his eyes as he glanced behind, towards the doors of the hospital room. I pressed my hand behind his neck, diverting his attention back to me.

"Not here."

"I don't want to wait." I pleaded, my voice barely more than a whisper. The urgency in my tone seemed to ignite something within him.

His eyes burned with a passion that mirrored my own. "Them we won't wait," He growled, sending shivers down my spine.

He swiftly scooped me up into his arms, cradling me with a gentleness that concealed the fierce desire smoldering in his eyes. Our mouths met again in a passionate kiss as his hands went behind my back, taking off the two strings of the hospital gown I was forced to wear in my sleep.

My eyes shut pressed tight with need I had never felt. It was vicious, clawing down my back, forcing me to suppress it as quickly as I could. The hospital gown came down from my shoulders and as my body became bare, he pressed his mouth over my chest and neck, each kiss igniting a blaze of sensations that left me breathless and aching for more.

I clung to him, my fingers threading through his hair as he explored my body with his mouth. Rays of the sunlight dipped inside the hospital room, but it still remained fairly dark.

Nicholas paused for a moment, his breath warm on my skin as his eyes darkened over me before he laid me down over the bed. "I've spent the entire night here, waiting for you to wake up, not because you had to, but because I wanted you to with such greed that I never thought I could feel for a woman, or even a living soul," His hands raced down, taking apart the gown I wore and leaving me exposed and naked underneath him. "That is the extent of my desire, devil. To have you selfishly, and for eternity, even if it's not possible."

My heart swelled once more and my core throbbed at the sound of his words echoing throughout the empty room. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to my self while my bare legs tightened behind him.

His mouth slammed against mine roughly, without any mercy for the condition I was in—I truly didn't care. He nibbled my lower lip, biting till the pain was pulsing between my legs, till my wetness was dripping and spreading between my thighs, till the scent of my heat filled up the room.

I broke the kiss and took a few deep breath while my back arched.

He leaned back, undoing his pants and pulling them down just enough till his cock sprung out into his hands, prepared and stiff.

My eyes widened at the sight of him, thick and pulsing, begging to be inside me. I reached out, grabbing him and pulling him towards me, feeling the wetness between my thighs grow even more intense.

A moan fled my throat as he entered me slowly, inch by inch before filling me up completely. His hand wrapped around my throat, stifling my sounds and my breaths. Blood rushed to my head, and my heart pounded roughly in my chest as he thrust his hips back and forth.

I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, stretching me in all the right ways. His hand tightened around my throat, the pressure sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I couldn't help but moan, my body arching towards him, begging for more.

"Do you like that, devil?" He asked, his voice rough with desire.

I nodded, unable to speak as his cock continued to move inside me.

"Say it." He demanded, his grip on my throat only growing tighter as he slammed all the way in, till the tip of his cock was stiff and curved against my g-spot.

I moved my hips, grinding over his length. "I—I love it." I gasped out, my voice barely audible. My eyes rolled back, toes curling as quivering pleasure reached its peak. "Fuck." I squirmed underneath him, struggling to breathe as my lungs emptied of air.

"That's right," His movements became rougher. "You're mine, devil. And I'm going to make you cum harder than you have ever before.

I lost myself into the sensation, my mind consumed by the feel of his cock buried deep inside me. His hand parted from my throat, letting me finally breathe before it went around my right ankle. Raising my leg over to the side, he pressed his hands on either side of my hips and thrusted deeper into me, stretching me in all the right ways.

I fisted the thin sheets beneath, tearing them, clawing them as I cried out.

"That's it, devil," He growled, his voice rough. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum around me, your walls tightening around me as you become entirely vulnerable for those few seconds."

His thumb reached down, finding the sensitive nub between my legs. My core pulsed with a need that I couldn't control. My body convulsed with pleasure, the waves of ecstasy washing over me like a tidal wave as he rubbed my sensitive nub.

I squirmed underneath him, trembling at the pleasure that had sprinted through my body and lasted for a few good seconds. When my body relaxed, every tight muscle eased, but at the same time, he followed me over the edge, spilling inside me, his hot seed filling me up completely.

"Nicholas—"

In the attempt to move back, I pushed him away instead, but it was already too late.

"It's okay," His hand came wrapping around my wrist before he settled down while realizing what had happened. There was a hint of terror in his eyes as he looked down and then over at me. "It's fine." It was more like he was reassuring himself than me.

My free hand reached my forehead as I tried to find the right words, "I'm taking these pills—Sheryl gave them to me—"

"No," He snapped, raising his head. "Don't take them. They are strong, and they are not good for you. I'll give you something else. Later. It's fine now."

I nodded and listened to him instead of taking it further.

There wasn't much to clean, except for myself. Once done, I returned back to the bed and tucked myself in while Nicholas headed out to bring me some food. The doctors were intending on keeping me here for another night, just to ensure the poison was entirely out of my system, and that I could swallow something under their watch.

Nicholas agreed as he rather preferred staying here than taking me back to his house, where his mother could poison me again.

As it grew dark, I watched the skies shift. The door behind opened and the same nurse walked in with a cheerful smile over her face. She switched on the lights and checked on the IV before leaving the room in less than a few minutes.

My thoughts rose, and my mind went back to the moments before, the moments I shared with Nicholas, and the fear on his face when he realized what had happened.

Was it that terrible? Was the thought of having a family that terrifying for him?

I trailed my hand over the sheets and my fingers brushed over the torn cloth. My brows furrowed and I looked down, noticing the sheets had fresh claw marks, a sight that filled me with dread. My heart raced as panic set in, and I tried to make sense of what was happening.

I couldn't have done this.

Was it the poison? How could it be the poison? No.

It was just my mind playing tricks on me.

The door opened once more and I moved my hand away from the sheet slowly before turning around.

It wasn't Nicholas, or the nurse.

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