Reborn: The Tyrant's Obsession-Chapter 345: A new face

But Adrian was relentless.

He pushed her panties aside, his fingers sliding against her slick folds, spreading her open as he kissed her senseless.

His tongue swallowed every sound she made, his fingers teasing her entrance until she was writhing beneath him.

"Adrian..." she gasped, her nails clawing into his back as her head fell back against the pillow.

"Say you want me," he demanded against her lips, his fingers pressing deeper.

She shook her head weakly, her pride resisting. But when his thumb pressed firmly against her clit, sending lightning through her core, she broke.

"I... I want you..." she confessed in a trembling moan, her face flushed to her ears.

That was all it took.

Adrian pulled her panties down in one swift motion, his cock springing free as he shed his briefs.

In the next moment, he pushed her thighs apart and slid into her with a single hard thrust, filling her to the hilt.

Ella screamed into his shoulder, her arms locking around him as her body arched at the sudden intrusion.

"Adrian—ahhh!"

He swallowed her cries with another kiss, pounding into her with morning hunger, rough and needy, as if last night hadn’t been enough to sate him.

Her embarrassment melted into delirium, every thrust driving her closer to the edge, every moan spilling louder despite her attempts to bite them back.

Adrian’s hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back so he could watch her expression.

The way her lips parted, her eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed crimson.

"Beautiful," he groaned, thrusting harder, "So beautiful when you lose control."

Adrian’s thrusts grew faster. Every movement sent tremors rippling through Ella’s body.

Her nails dug helplessly into his back, her cries breaking against his shoulder with each sharp snap of his hips.

"Adrian... ahh... slower—!" she gasped, her words barely audible, drowned by the wet sound of his cock driving into her again and again.

But he only pulled back enough to look her in the eyes, his breath ragged, his hair falling wildly over his forehead.

"Can’t," he rasped, his jaw clenched, his voice dripping with possessive hunger and something akin to helplessness.

The way he looked at her was like he wanted to slow down but he just couldn’t.

As if she was driving him mad with everything she did.

And it made her feel something so uncontrollable that her walls clenched.

Her face burned, her body clenching around him so tightly that Adrian cursed under his breath, something that was such a rare occurrence.

His lips crashed onto hers again, swallowing the desperate moans spilling out as he pushed her deeper into the sheets, his weight anchoring her down completely.

She was melting.

Her thighs trembled as waves of heat built lower and lower until she couldn’t contain it anymore.

With a cry, she shattered around him, her body spasming as the climax ripped through her.

Adrian growled against her lips, the sound primal, as her tightness milked him mercilessly.

His thrusts became erratic and rougher, as if he was losing the last fragments of control.

"Elle..." he groaned hoarsely, burying his face in her neck. "I can’t hold it—"

Before she could respond, he slammed into her one final time, deep and hard, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her.

His entire body shuddered as he released, holding her down with a force that made her feel branded, marked from the inside out.

Ella whimpered at the fullness, her body twitching with the aftershocks of her own orgasm as his warmth filled her completely.

For a moment, there was only the sound of their ragged breathing, their bodies glued together in a sheen of sweat.

Finally, Adrian drew out slowly, his cock sliding wetly from her swollen folds.

Ella’s face turned crimson when she felt the warm stickiness drip out, trailing down her thigh.

She instinctively tried to close her legs in embarrassment, but Adrian caught her wrist and pinned her down with a dark look.

"Don’t hide from me." His voice was low but commanding.

Before she could protest, his fingers slid between her thighs, scooping up the thick, hot mess that had begun leaking out of her.

Her breath caught as his finger pushed it back inside her soaked entrance, deliberately slow and obscene.

"Adrian—!" she gasped, her body jerking, overwhelmed by the raw intimacy of the act.

"Take it," he ordered huskily, his gaze locked onto hers as he slid another finger inside, pushing every drop deeper into her pulsing heat, "Every last drop.’’

Her lips trembled, her face burning hotter than ever, but the intensity in his eyes pinned her down as surely as his hands did.

Her body clenched around his fingers, greedily accepting everything he pushed inside, until Ella was shaking again, her breaths shallow, her heart racing like mad.

Adrian smirked faintly at her undone state, leaning down to press a kiss to her damp forehead.

"My sweet girl," he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction.

And even that simple utterance made Ella’s heart jump.

In that moment, she realized that she was too deep into this man, into everything he did and said to her, into everything that he was and he will. Into everything he made her feel.

It was insane. And so new. Yet, she did not detest it.

She adored it. She loved every bit of it.

Ella realized that she was way too much into Adrian King to deny it any longer.

And whether or not he saw that silent admission in her eyes, he paused as well.

His gaze softened as he leaned in and pressed his lips on her forehead.

Ella’s eyes fluttered closer at his gentle movement, her heart skipping a few beats.

Adrian carried her to the bathroom and washed her up, as gentle as ever. He even helped her put on the clothes, all the while her brain was in haze.

By the time Ella walked downstairs, the haze in her mind faded gradually as she saw a new face in the living room.

One she was not expecting to see here at all.