Primal Possession

Her body trembled as she found herself ensnared in his gaze, those dark pools of desire that seemed to swallow her whole. The weight of his stare was palpable, like a physical force pressing down on her skin and causing her heart to race within her chest. She could feel the fire igniting within her, a primal hunger that threatened to consume her.

“I want you,” he growled, his voice raw with need. The sound sent tremors down her spine, igniting a craving deep within her core. She yearned to be possessed by him, to feel his hands on her body and his lips on her skin.

His eyes raked over her, taking in every inch of her with a hunger that bordered on obsession. She could see the fire in his gaze, the same fire that burned within her own soul. His desire for her was a living, breathing thing, a tangible force that threatened to consume them both.

“I want to taste every inch of you,” he continued, his words sending shivers down her spine. “To explore every curve and dip of your body, to feel your heartbeat against my lips.”

His words were like a spell, weaving a web of desire that ensnared her completely. She could feel herself melting under his gaze, her resolve crumbling like sand beneath his feet. She wanted him, needed him, with every fiber of her being.

“Take me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I am yours.”

With a growl, he closed the distance between them, his body pressing against hers with a force that took her breath away. She could feel the heat radiating from him, the primal energy that coursed through his veins.

His hands were everywhere, touching her with a possessive intensity that made her heart race. She could feel herself losing control, succumbing to the primal desire that consumed them both.

“Mine,” he growled, his lips finding hers in a kiss that was as fierce as it was passionate.

And in that moment, she knew that she belonged to him, completely and utterly. She was his to possess, to explore, to taste. And she would give herself to him willingly, gladly, with every fiber of her being.

She was insatiable, a creature of pure desire and lust. Her body moved with a primal rhythm, every muscle tensed and quivering with anticipation. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, the smell of his sweat and musk driving her wild with need.

He pinned her against the wall, his hands roaming over her body with a roughness that made her moan with pleasure. His fingers dug into her flesh, leaving marks that would linger long after the night was over. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, desperate to feel him inside of her.

Their lips met in a frenzy of kisses, tongues dancing and dueling as they tasted each other’s desire. He trailed kisses down her neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin until she cried out in pleasure. She raked her nails down his back, leaving angry red welts in their wake.

He entered her with a suddenness that made her gasp, filling her completely and making her feel more alive than she had in years. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation of him moving inside of her. Each thrust was harder and deeper than the last, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

She could feel the pressure building inside of her, the fire in her belly growing hotter and hotter until she thought she would burst. She dug her heels into his back, urging him on as she hurtled towards release.

With a final, brutal thrust, he sent her over the edge. She screamed his name as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her breathless and spent. He collapsed on top of her, still buried deep inside of her, as they both struggled to catch their breath.

Their hearts pounded in unison, a wild, primal beat that echoed through the room. They were one, united in their desire and need for each other. It was a moment out of time, a brief glimpse into the raw, untamed passion that lay at the heart of their souls.

As they lay there, spent and sated, the world seemed to fade away until there was nothing left but the two of them. And in that moment, they were everything.

© Seductive Poetry