Obsession

Chapter 31

Thirty-One

D espite the unseen danger, Ren clung to the ray of hope that Callum offered, believing what he found held merit. Their intimate discussions and shared secrets created a bond between them, one that was as dangerous as it was comforting. It heightened the intensity of their growing love. Callum’s curiosities about her and her story, were like an aphrodisiac Ren could taste on her tongue.

“I still am having a hard time grasping that there is anything magical about me. How can I help to bring it to the surface?” she asked sincerely.

“I honestly don’t know.” Callum answered while pouring another glass of wine for Ren.

Every time she felt trapped in her own skin, Callum figured out a way to help her shed her doubts. They often found themselves craving one another, the taste of this forbidden alliance was bittersweet, a potent cocktail of fear and anticipation.

“Have you noticed that Bastian and Grayson have gone out hunting more often?” Ren asked.

“I honestly haven’t paid any attention to their coming and going. My focus is and will always be you.” Callum handed the wine glass to Ren after swirling around the glass and smelling it.

“How is this bottle?”

“It’s actually a good vintage, not too acidic. I think you’ll enjoy this one.” Callum said.

She took a long sip and let the flavors explode on her tongue.

“It’s rich and full-bodied with hints of oak and dark cherry, a bit of spiciness from somewhere. It’s smooth yet complex like a well told story that you just don’t want to end.”

She giggled as her cheeks turned red. She felt comfort with him in that moment.

Yet, the looming threat of discovery hung over them, the tension in the mansion growing thicker with each passing minute.

Ren's life had become a high-stakes game of deception, her freedom balanced precariously on the edge of a knife.

Despite the noose tightening like a leash on both of them, they’d often slip away while Grayson was strategizing and Bastian was out hunting.

Their desire for what the other offered, manifesting physically in the throws of passion.

“I want you so badly right now. Your perfect breasts have that blush to them and…” Callum scooped her up and with one hand on the back of her head, fingers tangled in her hair, kissed her deeply and passionately.

Ren moaned into his mouth allowing him access to taste her tongue.

“I want you too,” Ren whispered against his lips.

Callum’s fangs grazed her bottom lip and his growing bulge pressed against her core.

She tightened her legs around his waist.

Callum laid her across the small table inside the library. Ren admired him as he stood back a step from her. He grabbed the bottle and glass of wine and moved them to the floor next to the built-in book cases. The best place for it considering what damage they surely would create if either spilled or broke.

Callum picked up one of her legs and ran his tongue from ankle to knee. Her dress fell all the way to her stomach. Her core exposed, wearing nothing underneath.

“You are absolutely stunning.” He said with a slight lisp and a bit of extra saliva. His mouth watered when the scent of her arousal hit him.

Callum knelt down and with one hand parted her lips while he plunged his tongue deep into her core.

“Oh yes, just like that,” Ren cried out.

Callum continued penetrating her tight cunt with his tongue until she was rocking her hips against his face.

When he changed his tactics and slipped two fingers in and sucked hard on her clit she bucked her hips forward and nearly levitated off the table.

“Fuck me, fuck, fuck.” Her obscenities continued as his pace quickened.

He slid a third finger in and added a slight twisting motion to his long strokes. Her orgasm was hard and fast, much like the last few strokes that brought it on. He continued while she rocked her hips against his knuckles. He stood up and set himself free with his other hand while she rode out the aftershocks of her pleasure.

Callum pulled his fingers from her creamy core and used her lubrication as he stroked himself a few times. His cock already started to leak pre-cum with his excitement.

“I need you now. Flip over.” He ordered more than asked.

Ren complied and let her dress drop to the floor before bedding over on the table he had her laid out on.

She looked over her shoulder at his predatory gaze. With a wink and a wiggle of her ass she invited him to take her.

“You are going to take this dick so well in that pretty pink pussy of yours.” He growled out.

She gasped as he slid his thick head inside her. Her walls stretched even further than the three fingers he had just used to make her cum all over his hand.

He started out with a couple of slow drags in and out. Had to let her get used to the size of him before he started his punishing pace of full strokes.

The table she braced herself against was no match for the force that Callum put behind each ass clapping stroke to the hilt. Accented my a literal clap of his large palm across her plump cheek.

“Ah, ah, yes, please fuck me harder.”

“Take it, take it like the good girl you are.”

He wrapped one hand around to grab a breast, and arch her back. While he bit into her shoulder near the nape of her neck and slipped his thumb into her asshole. The sensation flowed like a live wire between them.

“I’m cuming!” Ren could barely manage the words.

“Fuck yes, cum all over my cock.” Callum kept the same pace while occasionally licking the dripping wound of his bite.

When he felt like he couldn’t hold back any longer he pulled out of her spasming core and slipped into her tight ass. He unloaded hot ropes of cum while she shook uncontrollably from a full body orgasm.

“So good for me.” Callum whispered into her ear as he pulled himself from her.

Soaked in sweat, they’d nearly collapsed from blissful exhaustion.

Callum sprinted them into his room, and left the mess of their sex in the library.

A soft towel to clean her up while she fell quietly asleep was all that she needed.