THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS-Chapter 295: OFFICIALLY MINE 2

This Chapter is dedicated to Christine_Goh_9109. Hi Christine, thanks for the golden ticket.

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"Ahh!" Harlow’s moan tore through the car as Alanis rubbed his hardness against her, the thick ridge of him dragging over her soaked entrance. Her thighs trembled. God, it was nothing like she’d imagined. He was bigger, hotter, than she had imagined. She doubts she could take all of him. Alanis would break her in half tonight.

The memory of his teasing rubs earlier now a cruel joke compared to the reality of him pressing where she ached.

"So wet. So fucking ready for me," Alanis growled, his voice rough with need.

"I... I don’t t... t... think they a... are around." Brian stammered to his wife.

Nearby, Brenda’s voice sliced through the haze. "But how can that be? Their car is right here!" She said as she approached the car. Harlow who had been more than ready to recieve Alanis suddenly turned to look at them.

She froze, her nails biting into the leather seats. "Alanis, wait, they’ll see us!" She said pointing at the couple walking towards their car again.

"They won’t." His teeth grazed her shoulder, possessive as he watched the couple walk in. Alanis frowned. He hated this distraction, just when he was about to have his wife, they had to show up.

"How sure are you?" She twisted to glare at him, just as Brenda and Brian stopped directly in front of the car, their shadows looming through the fogged windows, Harlow’s stopped breathing.

"I’m telling you Brian something is not right. Or did they decide not to sleep at home tonight knowing we would come?" Brenda asked looking around. The jar of hot chocolate she had in her hands had turned cold yet they have been unable to get inside the house.

They have been knocking for hours yet no one has responded to them. This was so unlike Alanis and Harlow.

Brenda wondered if they’ve both moved out. The lights in the cabin were turned off, indicating there was no one at home.

"Maybe we should break into the house to be sure they aren’t dead." Brenda suggested.

"H... How c... Can y... You do s... su... Such Brenda?" Brian tried to scold his wife. Breaking into people’s home was against the law, and if they get caught, they might go to jail for it.

"Please Brian, no one would know, plus it’ll be quick. We’ll just break in and come out." She said.

Harlow who was watching with her knee pressed against the leather seat and her back facing the monster behind her had given all of her attention to the couple trying to break into their apartment.

She had completely forgotten about the jealous devil beside her and as if trying to remind her he still existed, his hands slid between her thighs, and without warning, his fingers parted her, testing, and a slick sound filled the car as he stroked her.

"Alanis, not now!" She squirmed, but her body betrayed her, dripping onto his fingers.

"Why not?" He bent her forward, her cheek smearing the window with condensation as he positioned himself. A rough groan escaped him as he smeared her arousal over his length, the head nudging her entrance...

Then he pushed.

"Ahh! Alanis!" Harlow’s scream shattered the quiet as he split her open, her back arching violently. The stretch burned. God! he was too much, her fingers scrabbled against the door as he buried himself to the hilt.

Brenda’s head snapped toward the car. "Did you hear that?"

Alanis froze, his chest heaving against Harlow’s spine. "I’m so sorry Villian," he muttered, but his voice was anything but apologetic. He dragged out slowly, then thrust back in, deeper, and Harlow’s moan was a broken whimper.

"A little more," he coaxed, lips brushing against her ear as he seated himself fully. His hands gentled, stroking her hips. Harlow closed her eyes, her forehead resting on the glass window.

"Are you alright, Villain?" Alanis’s worried voice sounded in the quiet car. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her, he had no idea why he had let his jealousy ride him. But here they are.

Harlow could only gasp, her body clamping around him. Then, like a switch flipped, the pain melted into pleasure. "Hng, A... Alanis!" She rocked back, taking him deeper, her walls fluttering.

"I’m telling you, I heard a voice. It sounded like a woman’s voice." Brenda argued with her husband as she headed towards the car again.

"It felt like it came from this car." She stood before the car window that Harlow was pressed against.

"What if they’re locked in the car Brian?" Brenda turned to her husband.

"What if they had accidentally slept off and now they’re trapped in there."

"D... d... don’t be s... s... stupid Brenda. H... how is th... that e... e... even pos... possible." Brian scolded.

"S... stop ac... acting foolish and le... l... let’s leave now." He grabbed her arm and was about to drag her over when they heard another sound.

"Oh." Harlow cried when Alanis started moving in her. Right now, she didn’t care if Brenda and her stupid husband were around and lurking.

Alanis pushed his hips forward, gritting his teeth as he stopped from moving too much. He wanted to be gentle because he was scared that he would hurt her. It’s her first time, even if they’ve done this before.

"Oh." Harlow moaned against him.

"Is this okay?" He asked to be sure she was fine. He felt her squeeze his length again moving her hips

"M... more Alanis, don’t hold back." Harlow said.

"Fuck. Yes." His control snapped. One hand fisted in her hair, the other groping her breast, pinching her nipple until she cried out. "You want more? Take it."

He pounded into her, the car shaking with every snap of his hips. Harlow’s screams spilled freely now.

"Oh! Ah! God!" Each thrust hitting a spot that made her vision whiten.

Brenda’s jealousy curdled in the dark.

"That’s a moan," she hissed, stepping closer.

But Alanis didn’t stop he pounded in and out of his wife shocked that she could take his length. "I love you," he gritted out, hips brutal, claiming. "Mine. Mine."

Brenda clenched her hands into a fist, her nails digging into her flesh as she stared at the car. This is all she had imagined for herself, yet it is Harlow who was getting it.

"Who’s there?" A bright light flashed on them immediately and both she and Brain panicked.

"W-We’re friends-!"

"Leave. Now." The security man barked.

As they fled, Brenda glanced back one last time, just as Harlow’s back arched, her scream echoing. "Alanis!" The car rocked wildly, the windows streaked with steam.

Alanis’s final thrusts were relentle his growl hot against her skin. Harlow felt his dick swell even more and she wondered how she was still able to take him. "Come for me villian."

And she did, shattering, screaming his name. She felt a warm liquid in her womb just like before.