THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS-Chapter 294: OFFICIALLY MINE

This Chapter is dedicated to Maryline_Gisar. Hi Maryline, thanks for the golden ticket.

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Harlow had abruptly stopped breathing when she saw Brenda’s pale and curious face pressed against the fogged car window, her eyes scanning the darkened interior. She couldn’t be caught like this. Not naked, not with Alanis buried between her thighs, his tongue working her with ruthless precision.

"A-Alanis... Ah! P-Please stop we’re going to get caught," Harlow whispered, her voice trembling. She clutched at his hair, torn between pushing him away and arching into his mouth. Her body betrayed her, hips rocking against his face as pleasure coiled tight in her belly.

Alanis ignored her plea. Instead, he hooked her legs over his shoulders, spreading her wider. The wet, filthy sound of his lips sucking at her echoed in the cramped space.

Alanis was eating like she was some sweet fruit and she was drowning under his merciless act.

"Oh-!" Harlow bit down on her knuckle, stifling a moan. Even if she tried to run away or top Brenda from lurking in their yard, escape was impossible. Alanis had already shredded her clothes to an irreplaceable form. And now, with Brenda and Brian just feet away...

"Hng... Alanis..." His name spilled from her lips as his fingers replaced his tongue, thrusting into her without warning. She was so wet his digits slid in easily, curling just there, and her vision blurred.

"Fuck, Villain," Alanis growled against her inner thigh, his breath hot.

"You’re dripping for me. Clenching like you don’t want me to stop." His cock strained against his pants, thick and impatient. He ached to replace his fingers with it, to split her open on him properly.

He couldn’t believe how beautiful his Villian was. He had played with such beauty before, but not anymore.

Outside, Brian’s nervous voice cut through the night.

"W-We s-should just g-go back h-home," he stammered to Brenda. His gut churned with guilt. He was yet to tell his wife what he’d done to Harlow, why Alanis had beaten him bloody. The last people he wanted to see were those two. Alanis would kill him on sight.

Brenda scoffed, squinting at the car. "I can’t see anything in there." She said trying to open the door but it was locked.

Harlow gasped at her action, covering her lips as she stared at the girl, her heart raced.

"Let’s check the cabin-they’ve gotta be inside." She watched them walk towards the cabin and Alanis added a third finger.

"Ah-!" Harlow’s back arched off the seat, nails carving half-moons into his shoulders.

"Ease up, Villain," Alanis gritted out, his own control fraying. "You’re squeezing me like you wanna break me." He kept his rhythm ruthless, watching her bite back scream after scream-until her body snapped.

"A-Alanis-please, hng, ah-!" Her cry shattered as pleasure ripped through her. Her stomach tightened, muscles locking stomach tightened, muscles locking, and then-falling. She trembled like a leaf in a storm, and Alanis held her close, smothering her whimpers against his chest.

"I never imagined your first time would be in this damn car," he murmured, voice rougher than gravel. "But we’re out of time, and options." They had those two fools lurking in their yard and the last thing Alanis wanted was for them to interrupt his quiet time with his wife.

Harlow could only stare at him as he spoke. Tears glazed her eyes, lips parted, red hair a wild tangle scattering all over the place. She looked wrecked. Like a hot mess. And Alanis had never wanted her more.

"Changed your mind?" he asked when she stayed silent. His thumb brushed her hip. "It’s okay if-"

"Kiss me." Harlow reached for him, and he crashed his mouth to hers.

"Mhmm..." She melted into the kiss, all heat and surrender. "I... I want you, Alanis." His groan vibrated against her lips. "I don’t care if it’s in this car."

"Don’t say that," he warned, nipping her earlobe. "Or I’ll lose what’s left of my control." His breath scorched her neck, and she shivered.

Harlow’s fingers fumbled with his buttons, her pulse wild. She’d done this before-in another life. But now? She was new. Untouched. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she peeled his shirt away-then froze.

His body was a sin. Hard planes, taut muscle, skin hot under her tentative touch. Alanis guided her hands to his chest, watching her eyes darken with want.

Her fingers trailed lower, hesitating at his waistband. "C-Can I... undress you?" Her green eyes flicked up, equal parts nerves and need.

"Do whatever you want," he rasped. "I’m yours."

Her hands shook as she unbuttoned his trousers, sliding them down-then stopped. His cock strained against his briefs, thick and heavy. God. Had he always been this... big?

Alanis smirked at her stunned expression, kicking his pants aside.

"Still sure, Villain?" He palmed himself, watching her throat bob. "Cause once I’m in you, there’s no going back. You’re officially mine." Alanis’s voice was dark, darker than usual.

She nodded, breathless.

"Words," he demanded.

"I... I want it."

"Say it." His thumb traced her swollen lower lip. "Tell me you want me to fuck you. To make you mine." He said shamelessly and she blushed. Alanis was at it again, making her say stupid things while they did something serious.

Harlow burned red as the words left her lips. "I-I want you to... fuck me. Make me yours."

Alanis’s grin was predatory. "Your wish is my command, Villain."

"Spread you legs for me Villian." Alanis commanded and Harlow did as asked. She spread her legs a little still embarrassed by showing herself to him.

"There’s no need being so shy my villian, you’re beautiful. So beautiful and gorgeous."

Harlow watched him remove his underwear and the poking monster was finally visible before her eyes. She watched Alanis stroke it gently as he leaned down to her level.

"I want to be sure you really want this Harlow. I don’t want to force you into something you don’t want." Alanis said calmly.

"I... I want it." Harlow said to see him guide his dick down there.