[BL] CRAVING HIM: Addicted to His Voice-Chapter 392: The End Addicted to His Voice 2

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: The End Addicted to His Voice 2

~Zayn’s POV~

My husband and I landed in Switzerland late last night, the crisp alpine air hitting us the moment we stepped off the plane.

Evric had already arranged for a private car to whisk us away to the apartment he’d booked. It wasn’t just a hotel suite; it was a sprawling, high-end residence that felt as comfortable and private as our own home. He knew me too well, he knew I’d want a space where I could do whatever I wanted without the intrusion of hotel staff.

By the time we stepped through the apartment door, I was completely drained. The travel had left me exhausted.

Despite his exhaustion, my husband still fussed over me. "Baby, are you hungry?" Evric asked gently. "Do you want me to make something?" He reached out and rubbed my lower back in a comforting gesture.

"No," I mumbled, leaning my weight against him for a brief second. "I’m so tired, baby. I just want to sleep."

He chuckled lowly, kissing my forehead. "Go on then. Get cleaned up."

I went straight to the bathroom, let the hot water wash away the grime of the flight, and crawled into the massive, plush bed.

Evric tried to ask one more time if I needed anything to eat, but I was already drifting off. The last thing I felt was the weight of the mattress shifting as he climbed in behind me, pulling me into his chest before I surrendered completely to a deep, dreamless sleep.

The next morning, it wasn’t the sunlight or the cold mountain air that woke me, it was Evric’s voice.

I felt awake, but my mind was trapped in a heavy, sweet fog. I could feel my body, but I couldn’t move a single muscle on my own. I was stiff, my pulse drumming a frantic rhythm against the sheets, and my limbs felt paralyzed, as if they no longer belonged to me. I was completely under his spell, waiting for the only thing that could unlock me: his command.

"Babe, listen to me," Evric’s voice drifted into my ear, low and vibrating with a commanding authority. "Your body is so hard right now. You can feel it, can’t you?"

I couldn’t answer with words, but every nerve ending in my body screamed in agreement. I didn’t know what was happening to me, only that I was desperate for him to tell me what to do. I was a puppet, and he held all the strings.

"Touch yourself, baby," he whispered, the command echoing in the hollows of my mind.

Suddenly, the paralysis snapped just enough for my hand to move. I didn’t even think; I just obeyed. My hand reached up, my fingers digging into my own chest, clutching at my skin just like he told me to. I was breathless, my heart racing as I followed the sound of his voice.

"That’s it," he murmured, his breath hot against my neck. "Now, spread your legs for me. Open up."

My body moved instinctively, my legs sliding apart on the silk sheets to grant him total access. I was completely vulnerable, my will entirely replaced by his words. I was drowning in the sensation of being controlled, trapped in a beautiful, mind-clouded trance where the only thing that mattered was his next command.

Evric’s voice seemed to travel, sounding close one moment and distant the next, echoing in the quiet room. "Raise your legs," he commanded. I obeyed immediately, the weight of my limbs feeling light under his spell. "Now, touch your balls for me."

I did exactly as he said, my fingers trembling as they brushed against myself.

"I want to watch you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Put your finger inside yourself while you grab your balls."

I swallowed hard, my breathing hitching as I obeyed, the sensation of my own touch heightened by the voice fog in my mind.

"Do not touch your cock," he warned.

"Yes... Baby," I breathed, my head lolling back against the pillow. I couldn’t open my eyes, the world outside of his voice ceased to exist. "Please suck me..." I moaned.

"Tell me what you want, Zayn."

"Please..." I whimpered, the need clawing at me. "Please fuck me."

"No, babe. You don’t sound sexy like that. What do you really want?"

I swallowed hard, the heat between my legs becoming unbearable. "I want your cock inside me."

"Is it just ’inside’ you?" He teased, his voice a low vibration that made my skin crawl with pleasure.

"I want it deep inside me," I corrected, my voice shaking.

"How deep?"

"Deeper... until I can feel you in my soul."

"Still not sexy enough," he murmured. I began to beg, the desperation taking over. "Please, Evric... please fuck me. I can’t wait anymore."

"You’re too impatient, baby," he chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. "You’re already leaking. Look at your pre-cum... tell me exactly what you want."

"Please... fuck... fuck me!"

"No, baby. Put your hand inside your hole." I did it, my mind completely surrendered to him. "Deeper," he commanded. "Now, grab your cock."

I felt the cool sensation of lube being poured over my length. "Start stroking yourself, head to the base. Listen to me... only my voice."

I grabbed myself and began to stroke, the sound of my own wet moans filling the room. I could hear how undone I was. I started slow, then my pace became frantic, my body slick with sweat as I chased a release that felt just out of reach. Suddenly, I felt Evric’s hand at my entrance, his finger plunging deep inside me.

I let out a broken moan. "Faster, baby," I urged. "Go faster."

He leaned down, his mouth finding one of my nipples, sucking sharply as I worked my hand. "Stroke harder. Faster, Zayn."

Tears of pure pleasure pricked my eyes. I didn’t want the moment to end, but I couldn’t help the momentum building within me. "Babe, kiss me!" I cried.

Evric pulled out his hand inside me and climbed up beside me, capturing my lips in a bruising, hungry kiss. I was shaking, breathing hard, but then he drifted to my ear, whispering naughty, dark promises of what he would do to me.

"Faster, Zayn!"

"I’m close!" I screamed, my body arching off the bed.

"Yes... Come for me," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Go faster!"

My hand was a blur, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "I’m going to cum!"

"Yes, cum! I love you cock, baby."

My entire body convulsed as I spilled over, my release splashing across my chest. I was panting, my heart hammering against my ribs, and as the fog finally lifted, I opened my eyes to see Evric watching me. He was completely naked, his body hard and ready, looking like a god in the morning light.

He didn’t give me a second to catch my breath. He captured my lips in another searing kiss before moving between my legs. The cool glide of the lube was the only warning I had before he raised my legs high, spreading me wide for his full entry. With two powerful, agonizingly slow thrusts, he stretched me open and slid all the way in.

"Fuck, baby," I groaned, my fingers digging into the sheets as he claimed me completely.