Marrying My Father's Enemy-Chapter 138: **You Belong To Me Only**

Chapter 138: You Belong To Me Only

Callian’s hand moved to his own pants, the hardness inside was throbbing, painfully hoping to be let out...

"Eira," Callian whispered.

"Yes..." Eira responded, her voice was husky and deep.

Callian’s hand was at his fly, undoing the button and lowering the zip, his erection ached, begging for relief.

"Callian," Eira murmured, "I want you."

Callian was out of his pants and boxers, his hand gripped his shaft as he watched Eira’s face.

He crawled up and lay down beside her, his hands traced her body and pulled her in close. She wrapped her leg around his hip and guided him inside her.

She was tight and warm and wet, and Callian moaned as he entered her.

"Mmm..." Eira purred, her arms around him.

"Eira..." Callian’s voice sounded thick, and he began to thrust, slowly.

"You feel so good," Eira murmured, her fingers stroking the nape of his neck.

Callian pushed deeper into her, his hands sliding down her back and over her ass.

"Fuck..." he whispered, "you’re so beautiful."

He pulled her in closer, his hands on her hips, his fingers dug into her soft flesh as he moved faster, his lips found hers.

She moaned softly as he kissed her, his tongue slipped into her mouth and explored her.

"Callian," Eira said, breaking their kiss, "I want you to cum."

He didn’t need any more encouragement, he pulled out of her and turned her around so that her back was against his chest.

He spread her legs, kneeling between them, and slowly entered her again.

Their soaked bodies met again, colliding with each other more forcefully than his pride inside her.

She moaned softly, her hands rested on the bed in front of her.

Callian started thrusting, slow and deep, his hand stroking her breasts and belly.

"Mmm..." she gasped.

Callian leaned over her, his hand was now placed on her stomach, the other reached for her breast.

He cupped her, squeezing gently, pushing deeper inside her, his fingers sliding over her nipple.

"Ohhh..." she sighed, her hips starting to rock.

"Oh, Eira," he whispered, his mouth against her neck, smelling her like a wolf, marking its territory with its nose. Callian’s hand moved down her belly.

His fingers touched her clit and he rubbed it gently, his thrusts speeding up, his body was running for release.

"God...Callian..." she moaned one more time, raising her voice and her body as her hips bucked.

Callian’s breath was hot on her neck, his mouth kissing her, his teeth nibbling at her skin.

"Ohhh..." Eira whimpered, her whole body shaking.

Callian’s fingers circled her clit, his thrusts growing more urgent, throbbing inside her.

"Yes," he breathed, "yes."

"Callian!" Eira cried, her body stiffened, her back arched, her inside clenched around his pride.

Callian thrust deeper, harder, his teeth nipped at her neck.

"Oh... oh, Callian," she gasped, her body shuddering.

Callian felt his balls tighten and his length twitched inside her.

Eira was so small, and his hardness felt like a giant inside her, squeezing his body tightly.

"Eira!" He grunted, and his cum shooting into her, his head spinning.

They both lay still, panting, the only sound in the room was the beating of their hearts.

After a moment, Eira turned her head and looked at Callian, her eyes full of love.

He smiled, pulling her in close, "another round..." He laughed through a tired smile.

"Please..." Eira muttered.

Callian started touching himself in front of her, moving his hand up and down. Just seeing Eira’s face was enough to make him hard in seconds.

"Are you ready for round two?" He asked.

"Always," she smiled.

"Good," he said, rolling on top of her, kissing her deeply.

She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him one more time like the water coming out from their bodies wasn’t going to make the bed sink.

Callian broke the kiss and sat up, his shaft hovered just above her.

"Take me," she whispered.

He did, sliding into her easily.

Eira sobbed, her eyes closed immediately.

"Yes," she breathed, her hands on his back, pulling him closer.

He kissed her neck, his hands gripping her thighs.

"Fuck me," she groaned, her voice hoarse.

He did, his thrusts was slow and steady, his body moved against hers.

She moaned, her nails dug into his skin.

"Harder," she whispered, her breath felt hot on his neck.

He complied, quickening, slamming into her.

She cried out, her back arched that she thought she was going to break in two, her hips grinding against him.

"More," she begged.

He listened, pushing himself harder and faster, his body trembled with each thrust.

"Ohh," she gasped, her fingers gripping his shoulders.

Callian grunted, "Ah... Eira..." he groaned, his body tensed....

"Fuck," she breathed, her nails scratched at his skin.

Doing her meant to Callian more than his life...Getting to hear her scream in pain, beg him not to stop, plead to him. This was his Christmas gift...She was the gift, his magic he wanted to possess...

"Uh... yes..." Eira gasped, her orgasm crashed through her.

Callian put his hand on her head, pressing his body against her.

"God... I love you..."

He collapsed on top of her, panting, his arms surrounded her.

She held him close, her hands running over his back, her breath was like a lava on his skin.

"I love you, too," she murmured back.

They lay there, spent, their bodies entwined.

"Callian," Eira whispered, her voice soft.

"Hmm?"

"I forgive you..." Eira was so tired that her body seemed to reject her speech, and push her to sleep.

"You fell asleep?" Callian raised an eyebrow, "so fast..."

He let out a gentle chuckle, and then uncontrollably started laughing. He couldn’t believe it...He couldn’t believe that Eira was again in front of him and asleep.

"That’s all I ever wanted, Eira..." He put his hand on his chest, and there was one thing on his mind...Killing Mita with his own hands.

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