God, Cara, you’re sprung.
“You’re finally mine,” he mutters, his teeth snagging on my lower lip as he speaks. Sharpness sparks across my lip, followed by a tang of copper as he breaks the kiss to shrug off his suit jacket.
“You’re mine too….” I point out breathlessly, “we belong to each other now.” He pauses and I clench my hands at my sides, ready to breathlessly prove my point if he tries to deny it, but to my surprise, he just smiles.
He looks so fucking handsome when he smiles.
He steps close to me, taking up all my air, and my chest seizes as he reaches out and trails one burning finger from the dip in my throat, down to my cleavage. He hooks his fingers around the collar of my dress and tugs just once.
“Take off your dress,” Killian instructs and there’s a darker tang to his voice I haven’t heard before. It’s not a threat, but the demand sounds impossible to resist. He steps back, giving me space, and unbuttons his shirt, pulling the ascot loose from his throat. For a brief moment, I don’t move. My stomach twists at the tone of his voice and shyness steals over me like that caging veil.
What’s wrong with me? He’s seen every part of me before. He’s beeninsideme. Why is this different? Is it because there’s a ring on my finger now?
Come on, girl! I scold myself, then reach behind to grasp the zipper and tug it down. As soon as the material falls loose, I slip the straps from my shoulders and let the dress pool around me onto the floor, leaving me standing there in a white bra and panties.
Killian tackles me so desperately that all air is shocked from my lungs and I gasp as he collides our mouths together in a desperate kiss. His hands clutch at my waist, plucking me up from the ground and throwing me onto the bed, where a yelp escapes my throat. My eyes widen as Killian descends in an instant, kissing me so ferociously that I’m certain we’ll sink right through the mattress.
He’s all heat, all muscle, and all-consuming desire as he devours my mouth in kiss after kiss. Roughened fingertips graze up my ribcage and underneath my bra, pulling the material away from my skin until the clasp snaps free at my back. His hot chest presses down against my stiffening nipples as his entire body rolls deliciously over me like a tantalizing dance.
I can’t think, I can’tbreathe,so I focus on the weight of his hips grinding down onto me, his hardness trapped in his trousers teasing over my panties. My mouth waters, and in a sudden flush of heat, my core clenches. I part my thighs, allowing him space to grind down against me and a low thrumming groan of pleasure vibrates between our mouths.
“Killian,please!” I gasp as his mouth leaves mine and begins a hot, sharp path over my body. I’m drowning. My attempts to focus on his cock fail as he shifts down my body. A fog ofneeddescends, pounding through my veins with each desperate flutter of my heart. His hands are on my ribs, skimming across my abdomen, tearing my panties away before he licks over my belly button and bites hard on a nipple. I can’t pinpoint where he is because he’s everywhere all at once.
I gasp for air, fisting my hands into the bed sheets as he disappears between my legs and his tongue presses over my slit. I lift my legs a little higher, digging my heels into the bed for leverage as I arch off the bed with a cry.
“Fuck, Cara,” I hear Killian’s voice from somewhere above me, “you’re absolutely soaked.” His tongue is on me again, and a deep moan burrows up from my chest as burning hot pressure strokes through my folds and settles over my clit.
“Only,” I gasp hoarsely, “only for you!”
My words fuel his desire, and a scream tears from my throat as he buries his mouth deep against my pussy and assaults my clit with his tongue, fuelled with such vigor that my body snaps around him like a rubber band. Pleasure cascades through me, pulse after pulse, that I can’t keep up. Writhing against the sheets, his hands grip my thighs, pulling me deeper against his mouth, preventing me from rolling away as he writes sin against my core and laps me faster and faster towards my end.
Oh God, I’m going to cum so hard my fucking heart is going to explode!
Then cool air brushes against my thighs, and the titillating sensation of his mouth vanishes.
Why did he stop?OhGod,I’m so fuckingclose.
Goosebumps flare over my flesh, and I awkwardly prop myself up onto my elbows, glaring down the length of my body to see Killian standing over me, removing his trousers.
“Every time you get me so close,” I pant desperately, “you pull away at the wrong moment.”
“Or the right one,” he replies roughly, licking his lips free of my juices as he wriggles off his boxers. “Pleasure is earned.” His hard cock springs free, glistening in the soft glow from the bedside lamp, and my core clenches hard.
“Since when?” I gasp, licking my lips. Salt tinges my upper lips as my over-sensitive skin thrums with confusion.
“You didn’t think all sex was sweet and soft now, did you?” Killian asks. My heart lurches. What doesthatmean? “You’re my wife now, Cara,” Killian continues softly as he crawls over me until we’re face to face.
I sink back down onto the bed, laying flat.
“Your first orgasm as my wife is going to be on my cock and nothing less because I say so; I just couldn’t resist tasting you.” He licks his lips, that small flash of pink tongue drawing my gaze. “The best part is that when you’re this close to an orgasm, your ability to decide is wrecked. I could draw your pleasure out for hours, use you for my own desire and you would soak it up just for thepromiseof an orgasm.”
He’s right. Right now, I’d agree to anything just to get him to finish me off.
The words on the tip of my tongue, a retort of some kind flee from my mind with a loud yell the moment he sheathes himself inside me in one surprisingly smooth move. My body parts for him immediately and I arch off the bed, untangling my fingers from the sheets and gripping onto his shoulders instead. He slams home and it tears another whimpering cry from my throat as he braces his arms on either side of my head.
Pain throbs through me, his cock stretching my walls, still wider than I’m used to. I don’t think I’ll ever properly accommodate his girth, but here we are, locked together with his length buried so deep inside me I can almost taste him. He doesn’t give me a moment to adjust this time. His knees brace into the bed, and he begins to fuck me with wild abandon, and all I can do is spread my legs and take him.
Oh, fuck! Yes!