I was mumbling into his mouth because he was kissing me again, our tongues dueling hotly as we fucked. And I was kissing him like a lover now. The sort of kiss reserved only for someone who’s been deep inside you, filling you up, connecting you at the most intimate and irrevocable of all possible levels.
This… is incredible…
My pussy throbbed as he drilled me deep, rocking the bed beneath us. Every thrust drove the air from my lungs. Every kiss put it back. I was whimpering. Gasping. Crying…
I should’ve been doing this for weeks.
The voice of reason was totally gone now. Gone because I’d told it to fuck off. Gone because, by this point, there was no way either of us could go back.
“Kane…” I gasped. “I—”
He lifted me abruptly and fell back onto the bed, pulling me on top of him. I was straddling him now. Riding him as hard and deep as I wanted. My mind spun with all new pleasure as I reveled in the co
ntrol, running my hands over his amazing, rock-hard chest…
I felt a flash of pain. A growing ache, someplace deep inside me, where I knew he’d reached places no one had before. The admission was stark, even humbling. It only made me grind down harder.
“You feel… you feel…”
His hands cupped my breasts, hefting their weight. He held them lovingly for a moment before smoothing his palms over my stiffening nipples. I was super-sensitive there, and the touch sent shivers down my body. I squeezed my thighs together in response, hugging his flanks as he pounded me from beneath.
“so… so fucking…”
I was totally incoherent. Lost in the moment, to the point of delirium. Rather than say anything else I just closed my eyes and let go, savoring in the feel of his hands on my body…
And just as quickly I was turned over. Flipped, roughly, onto my hands and knees…
In a flash Kane grabbed my hips and re-entered me from behind. It felt like the best thing in the whole fucking world.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh…”
It was primal, the way he took me. Animalistic. He was using his arms every bit as he was using his hips and ass, pulling me back with those great biceps and triceps to meet every gut-churning thrust. It felt even deeper, if possible. The penetration even better. He fucked me like that for a long while, bouncing me off the end of his magnificent cock while I grunted and groaned and muttered a stream of unintelligible curses.
Oh my God this is—
I cried out as he wrapped both hands around my chin from behind. Kane pulled back, forcing my head up. Pinning me against him. Dominating me completely…
Suddenly, abruptly, everything stopped.
Kane’s ass stopped clenching. His body stopped moving. He held fast to my chin, his cock buried all the way inside me.
Wha--
My eyes flew open. I found myself staring straight ahead…
… to the other end of the room, where two figures were staring back at me in grave disappointment.
Twelve
DALLAS
Maddox and Austin stood half in the shadows, half in the moonlight. I could see their expressions though. I could read their body language, too.
“Goddamn it, Kane.”
The four of us remained frozen, all staring at each other. Me with my chin pulled back, on my hands and knees. Kane pressed hard against my body, still buried inside me from behind…
The other two stood there shirtless, wearing only their boxers.