𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ( 𝐌𝐱𝐌 ) [ DARK ROMANCE ]

Chapter 40 | PHASE THREE: Give in ( 18+ ) 🥵

A little smutty nonsense up ahead ( 18+ content ) Enjoy my nasty besties! 🥵😜😘

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DYLAN ||

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I hadn't scent marked my mate and I wasn't one of those Alphas who scent marked their pack members, so I didn't have much experience with the shit but I was pretty fucking sure it wasn't supposed to be like this.

I could feel Raiden everywhere.

The fucker barely scented me during our date a few hours ago, but his fingers had almost touched every single fucking gland I had and now I could feel him everywhere and I mean everywhere.

Those pinecone and sandalwood scents were fucking everywhere and I was slowly losing my shit because of it.

"Fuck," I whisper, body trembling uncontrollably atop my sheets.

Every inhale, he was there. Every exhale, he was there. I could feel him through my veins, crushing my lungs, every breath full of nothing but his scent. Chest heaving, I try to get a hold on my breath but it's no use because he's fucking there. Plastered into every fucking organ and I couldn't escape it.

I couldn't fucking think, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move without feeling him everywhere.

Raiden had barely scent marked me, he hadn't forced his scent as deep as he could, but whatever he did, I was fucking done. . . I was so done, all I could think about was getting back to him.

Body writhing, claws extended, I try to get ahold on myself. My dick painfully hard, I close my legs, whimpering at the little bit of relief I get from the friction.

"Fucking shit, man," I groan, one hand still gripping the sheets as I bring the other up to my neck. My scent glands still open and pulsing to my mate's essence flowing through me.

Dropping my hand, I cup myself through my shorts, desperate for any type of relief from this fucking torture.

I could feel Maddox right beneath my skin, his arousal flooding my own, making it increasingly fucking difficult to get a hold on myself.

Clenching my eyes shut, I try to think of something else, anything else but I can't. Images flash of the way Raiden held my hips during our first date as he bent down to get my keys, the way he held onto my waist as he bored into my fucking soul, the way he complimented me, praised me, stared at me like I was the most important fucking person in the world.

The way he held me, the way he accepted me, the way he loved my flaws. . . The way he kissed me.

Fuck, his lips felt so fucking right. His dominance outshining my own scaring my mind but my body melting into it. The way I just gave into him, into his strength and his power. . . Fuck.

A whimper escapes me as my dick hardens even more, the constant images of Raiden's smile, his eyes, his hands, his lips. . . lingering at the forefront.

I can't breathe.

I can't think.

I can't. . . I just fucking can't.