Chapter 195: She Wants All of Me***

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: She Wants All of Me***

Giselle’s fingers kept playing with my hair in absent strokes.

Then she suddenly gasped, almost startled, and the sound cut through the quiet suite like a blade.

Before I could ask what was wrong, she pushed herself up, swung her legs off the bed, and walked straight toward the bathroom without looking back.

’Was something wrong?’

I sat up.

The sheets were a mess.

Our combined release had soaked a dark patch beneath where we had been joined.

Thin streaks of blood from my split lip mixed with it, and the clear evidence of how many times she had come still glistened on her thighs and the mattress.

Filthy. Honest.

I stared at it for a second longer than I should have, then followed her.

The bathroom was already filling with steam.

Giselle stood under the wide rain shower, water sheeting over white hair and the red marks my mouth and hands had left on her skin.

She washed with efficient motions, as if she could scrub the entire night off herself and step back into the woman who had entered the ballroom.

I stepped in behind her.

Hot water hit my shoulders and ran down my chest.

For a moment I only watched the way it traced the line of her spine.

"What is it?" I asked.

"What?"

"Why are you silent?"

"I’m not."

I turned her by the hips until she faced me.

Water ran between us.

Her eyes had already shifted back toward the cool, measuring look she had worn when the elevator doors first opened on the party, but the corner of her mouth curved, small and private.

"You already regret it?"

"That’s not it. You are the one being weird."

"Do you know this would happen?"

My brows drew together.

"I don’t understand."

Her hand slid down and wrapped around my cock, still half-hard, and stroked once, twice, gentle but deliberate.

The contact made my breath leave me.

"Liar."

She kissed me softly, no teeth, no fight.

Just heat and water and the lingering taste of blood.

Unlike Gianna, who always had to rise onto her toes, Giselle was nearly my height.

Our mouths met without strain.

I let one hand drop between her legs, fingers sliding over the slick, swollen folds I had already ruined, then lined myself up and pushed inside her while we stood.

"Ugh..."

The sound left her in a low rush.

Both of her arms rose and locked around my neck.

I held her hips and rolled forward, burying myself to the hilt in one slow thrust.

The water made everything slippery. The heat of her cunt was still scorching.

"Tell me what happened," I said against her temple.

"You really don’t know?"

I pushed deeper, steady, feeling her walls flutter.

"...I don’t."

Giselle’s breath hitched.

She moved her hips to meet me, taking what she wanted.

"My levels increased."

The words landed like a cold slap inside the steam.

Oh.

I had completely forgotten.

Jenna. Gianna.

The same quiet confession after the first real exchange of energy.

How the fuck had I let it slip my mind?

Panic flickered, then drowned under the feeling of her gripping me.

Oh fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Giselle kept moving, using the strength in her thighs to rise and sink on my cock even while standing.

I tightened my hold on her hips and answered with harder thrusts, lifting her slightly with every upward drive.

Her head dropped to my shoulder.

A broken little sound vibrated against my wet skin.

"What?" she managed.

"Was that an accident? That’s definitely not an Acolyte skill."

"It’s not."

I drove into her again, deeper.

"So what now?"

"Tell me the truth."

"You already experienced it."

"You can level women up."

"...Yes."

Her arms tightened around my neck.

Water poured over both of us.

The wet slap of our bodies mixed with the shower’s white noise.

"You can drain... and you can give. What a powerful combination."

I looked at her eyes.

"What now?"

"Now... nothing. I keep it to myself."

"And then?"

"Then I decide whatever I want."

Her voice was frayed but clear.

"Whether to keep you close... or throw you away."

I didn’t answer with words.

I hooked one of her legs higher around my hip, changed the angle, and fucked her in earnest against the warm tile.

Giselle moaned openly now, the careful silence of earlier completely gone.

Her arms tightened around my neck as she pulled me closer.

"I’m not letting you go."

Every thrust forced a soft, punched-out sound from her throat.

Her nails dug into my shoulders.

The fragment under my ribs pulsed in time with the rhythm, feeding and being fed.

"Revien—"

"I’ve got you."

"Tell me you want me..."

"..."

"Say it."

I reached between us and found her clit with my thumb, rubbing in tight circles while I kept the deep, steady pace.

Giselle’s whole body jerked.

Her cunt clenched hard.

She came with a sharp cry, forehead pressed to my neck, walls pulsing around me in waves that almost dragged me with her.

I held back, barely, and kept moving through it, slower, letting her ride the aftershocks until her trembling eased.

Only then did I let myself follow, burying my face in her neck and emptying into her with a low groan while the water washed the fresh release down our legs.

We stayed locked together under the spray until the heat started to fade.

Giselle was the first to move.

She shut the water off, stepped out, and tossed me a towel without ceremony.

We dried in silence.

The earlier tension had shifted into something quieter, heavier.

When we returned to the bedroom, she stripped the worst of the ruined sheets aside, climbed onto the clean edge of the mattress, and lay down on her side.

I followed.

She didn’t curl against my chest.

Instead, she settled with her head on my upper arm, white hair spilling across the pillow, one hand resting lightly against my stomach.

The position was almost careful, close enough to share warmth, distant enough to keep a final line intact.

For a long time neither of us spoke.

Then Giselle’s voice came, low and steady in the dark.

"If my mother asks what happened tonight, I will tell her the fragment stabilised and nothing more."

"Understood."

"If Ella or Sera try to schedule you, you will tell me before you answer them."

"Also understood."

A pause.

"And if you ever open that drain pathway on me without my asking... I will put you through a wall."

"You wanted it."

"Not anymore... I found something even more interesting."

I turned my head just enough to press a kiss to her hair.

"Really?"

"Mm."

A Screen flashed in front of me.

[Golden Roulette remains unopened in your inventory]

[ Would you like to open it now? ]

[ YES / NO ]