My lips curl behind my teeth.
“Just what I thought.” He tugs on my hair while slowly pulling out. “Look in the mirror.”
I do. I’m fixed on the way he’s diving inside of me, my head tilted back. He cocks his head, illustrating his sharp jaw. I feel myself slowly tense around him like a vise. My core pulls and tugs, not wanting to let him go every time he retracts. I’m completely at his mercy.
“I don’t want you with anyone else here.”
I’m too busy grinding against him, lost in the way my body relentlessly climbs higher and higher, reaching for the very tip of my orgasm, all so the world can crumble at my feet when I release.
“Answer me, Saskia. Say yes. I’m not fucking sharing. Not you. Not ever.” His fingers massage into the back of my scalp. When I don’t answer, he tugs on my hair and pauses his thrusting until my head is tilted completely back. His other hand clamps around the front of my throat. “You have three seconds to answer me, baby. One.”
“I—” My voice cuts out as he tenses around my throat.
“Two.”
I tap at his hand in defeat as he continues to thrust inside of me roughly. “Killian…”
“Not an answer…” he warns, and my eyes find his in one of the mirrors.
He smirks at me, releasing my throat just enough for me to answer.
“Yours!”
He stills, his mouth falling open slightly in shock. I wasn’t planning on participating in ho-tivities anyway, unless I absolutely had to have sex with someone in the cage and if that did happen, I planned to go straight for Kenan. I didn’t have enough time to think about my words in the moment, and he knew that. He didn’t need to gain access into my brain, he just needed to distract me.
“Fuck!” He groans, his head rolling back. “Let go, baby.”
As if on cue and at his command, I release around him, my muscles throbbing, aching. Sweat bubbles over my skin, my breathing heavy and ragged, my limbs liquefying.
He pulls out quickly. “Turn around and get on your knees. Need to come all over this fucking beautiful face.” I turn around and fall to my knees.
His skin flashes with fire, his pupils dilating. I watch in fascination as his hands work over his length. The veins beneath his skin bulging to the surface.
Leaning forward, I suck one of his balls into my mouth.
He freezes before his hand comes to my hair and he piles it all onto the top of my head. “Fuck, Saskia…”
I flick my tongue over him before dragging it up his length. I can’t grip onto his dick because I’m still bound behind my back, but I inch up and slowly suck his tip into my mouth. The soft skin slips down my throat easily as I peer up at him beneath my lashes. His sharp jaw flexes. His violent eyes thrash beneath his thick lashes as they fan out against his flawless skin. His head rolls back.
I feel him tense in my mouth just before he pulls out and hot liquid sprays all over my face. I didn’t close my eyes fast enough because now they’re burning.
“Oh my god, Killian!” I screech. “It burns!”
He chuckles loudly.
“Killian, I’m serious!” I keep them squeezed shut.
A loud burst of laughter erupts from him this time and I actually think I might hit him. “Alright!” His laughter dies out. “Chill, damn.” I feel something rub over my face as my eyes slowly pop open.
“It still hurts. What the hell!”
Killian leans down to meet me at eye level, smirking. Then he licks me across my eye before planting a soft kiss over it. “You’ll be fine. Let’s go. We’ve still got some hunting to do tonight.”
“What?” I stand to my feet as he continues to wipe his cum off my face with his t-shirt. “It’s too cold. We should leave now so you can change.”
His eyes sparkle in mischief. That’s Killian. Mischief. Only his mischief is a ploy to distract you, because below that surface lies fury. I’ve seen an inkling of it exposed a few times now, and I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of his wrath—ever.
He slips his shirt back on and winks, pulling me under his arm. “What? I don’t need to change.”
I shove him playfully. “You are so gross.”
“I’ve had my mouth on your pussy, my tongue in it, my finger up your ass, and next time, I plan to have something else around that area too, so I don’t think my own cum on my shirt is really going to disturb me.”
Shaking my head. “I’m judging you right now.”
We’re heading back through the curtain I entered through when Perse and King pass us. “Well, well, isn’t this a sight.” King smirks at us. I didn’t know King before he met Perse. I mean, I had heard of him and I remember parts of him as a kid, but apparently, he has changed a lot since being reconciled with her. As if his pain and anguish was put to rest the day she came back alive.