I’m about to bite his palm when my orgasm crashes into me in a vicious wave, threatening to drag my ass right out to sea.
Killian releases my mouth, pressing another kiss to it. He’s gentle when he’s rough. He may fuck you within an inch of your life, but he’ll give you back a mile when he’s finished. I climb off his lap, and he watches me carefully. “What are you doing?”
“Stand.”
His face shifts as his eyes twinkle with mayhem. “Don’t get used to this. It’s a one-time thing.”
“Hmmmm.”
Killian does as he’s told, sliding off the table as his jeans and briefs fall to a pool at his feet. His cock is heavy in my hands, and thick. Angry. I graze the cushion of my thumb over his tip.
“Jesus,” I cry out, my face falling against his chest. Killian will always be more than enough for me. I will never have my fill of him. Aside from all of the revelations tonight, I need him for right now.
Killian groans, his head tilting back until his hoodie falls around the back of his neck. Slowly, I slide down to my knees and take him between my lips. His smooth thickness glides over the top of my mouth, as I try to take him all the way in. Gagging, I pull back and cover Killian. My Killian. I don’t know why I’m feeling possessive, but a rush of power rolls over me at that realization that Killian is and always will be mine. Forget the stars aligning, Heaven and Hell moved when we were born. I just don’t know how this is all going to end…
Killian pulls out, getting agitated as per usual, guiding me up by my hair.
He picks me up from the ground and I wrap my legs around him.
Continuing to ravish my lips with his, he starts pushing one finger into my opening, twirling it in circles. I have a feeling what he wants us to do. Good thing it won’t be the first time…
Killian’s hand wraps around my mouth as his fingers reach down my throat. “Spit. And make it a good one.”
I gag, spitting into the palm of his hand.
“Jesus Christ,” he murmurs, leaning down and sucking on my nipples. Killian rubs the saliva over my ass, gently massaging inside my pussy. I hear the movements of his finger and my juices swirling around. He rubs that over my asshole.
“Ready?” he whispers into my ear.
I moan, nodding. “Yes.” Slowly, the tip of his cock is pressing against my opening, and I flinch, knowing that the pain is about to come.
“Relax, baby.”
I do, as if on cue, and my ass swallows him as soon as his tip enters.
He groans so loud the vibrations are felt through the pulsing of my heart. “Fuck.” Biting down on the side of my neck, his teeth graze over my collarbone, sending tingles to explode all over me.
“Holy fuck!” I scream when he pulls out, holding Killian into place by his neck. I need to feel in control.
As if reading my mind, he searches my eyes. “You’re in control. You wanna stop? We’ll stop.”
I nod, licking my lips, just as my body relaxes with the fullness it’s experiencing downstairs. “I don’t want to stop.”
“Good, because fuck that—” He draws out just as he slams back into me.
I’m coming, shamelessly coming after one thrust, but he doesn’t stop. Killian’s sweaty face is against my chest, his teeth biting into my flesh as he pounds into me relentlessly. His growls are animalistic, my moans as loud as a siren. My core clenches again as stars spin behind my lids. I’m dripping in sweat, my skin hyperaware.
“I’m going to come again,” I whimper, my head falling onto Killian, my limbs turning to mush. He speeds up, pressing against a spot deep inside, promising to unleash hell upon my body.
As if on cue, a loud scream erupts from me painfully, unleashing all of the pleasure, pain, agony. He empties inside of me seconds after, before slowly pulling out and stumbling backward. My legs give way, and I’m falling—only Killian’s arms swing out to catch me, standing me back to my feet. Cum is dripping out of me from all places, but I feel something else right now.
Elation.
Shaking my head, I chuckle to myself as Killian removes his hoodie and tosses it at me to clean up. I scrub in double time, needing my clothes back on my body when I hear Killian’s truck pull back up outside.
Once I’m changed, Killian hooks his arm around my back, his worry etched over his beautiful face like a painting on display. “You okay?”
I smile softly. “I am.”
It wasn’t a lie. What we did replaced a bit of the darkness with some color. When someone or someones violate you, that doesn’t give them the power to own parts of you.