Hellfire (Nightfire Academy #4)

Chapter 5 - Cole

CHAPTER 5 - COLE

I loved it when my girl looked ready for me. Hazel eyes a dark forest green. Eyelids heavy with lust. Lips swollen from our kisses. Cheeks pink from the heat between us. Her breasts swelled and dipped as her chest pumped in air at a rapid beat. Soft fingertips brushing my jaw.

We couldn’t have gotten out of the café faster with our churros to go and extra sauce containers. The service attendant gave us a funny look when we ordered more. Like I gave a fuck.

The instant we got back, we pawed at each other’s clothes, tearing off our coats, sweaters, and shoes. I lifted her off the floor and tossed her on the mattress, enjoying the groan of the bed and her flushed cheeks.

Hellcat had a wild introduction to our bedroom life and took position by the window, crowing at Brimstone to join him and give us privacy. I felt a pinch of regret for the poor guys until Luna’s palm came to my chest, and I forgot all about them.

I crawled my fingers along her zipper, reaching the button of her jeans in four steps. “I’m going to cover every inch of you and lick it clean, Wildfire.” I kissed her neck to show her what she was in for. “And then we’re taking a steamy shower to wash off the sticky mess.”

She made a little hum of approval that electrified my dick.

I plucked the button and seductively lowered her zipper, running my hand along her blouse, cupping the mound of her breast.

“Look at what you do to me, baby.” I grabbed her wrist and lowered it to my inflating cock, wrapping her small fingers over it and squeezing, instructing her what to do. “Your little moans get me so fucking hard.”

Her hum turned needy as she kneaded my cock and balls.

I picked up my pace, trying my best to be careful and unbutton her blouse and not bust it open and ruin it. “Does my princess need my cock?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, her hips already undulating, the sight of her desperate for me to enter her the sexiest thing.

I ran my thumb over her lower lip, loving the softness of them. “You’re going to have to wait.”

“Cole,” she moaned.

I lifted her and freed her from her shirt, leaving her in the pink bra I got for her. “Fuck, I love it when you wear this.”

I got her five in total, three pink, one a saucy red, and a little sexy lacy see-through black number. She didn’t wear that one much, and I had to up my game and encourage her to when she responded so well to my praise.

“Tomorrow, I want you in the black set.” My fingers traced the curve of her breasts. “And I going to fuck you in the gardens, you on my lap, my fingers up your uniform skirt, showing the world how perfect you look in my panties.”

“Cole,” she growled at me, pushing her small breasts into my palm.

I loved her enthusiasm. Loved her desire. “You’re going to have to be patient, Wildfire. Take everything I give you like a good princess.”

She groaned her frustration, and my cock strained for release and to slide into her wet heat. Precum soaked my pants, and I wanted out as well, releasing him from the fly in my cotton boxers. My girl instantly went for my dick, pumping him. Fuck. Little devil was going to make my control snap.

“Work me up as much as you want, baby. I’m not breaking,” I warned, sliding my hands up her back to pop the hooks on her bra.

She squeezed me tightly in response, and I groaned, fighting the urge to sink into her without a condom. God, she looked so sexy, all flushed a gorgeous pink, her skin hot to the touch, her eyes stalking every movement like a predator watching her prey.

I leaned over to collect the butterscotch sauce from her side table, relishing the anticipation on her face for me to reward her, touch her, and pleasure her. We were on my time, not hers, and I’d take as long as I dared. Enjoy every minute. Maybe keep her naked the whole night if she begged and misbehaved with my dick in her fist.

Except, I knew how much she wanted to get in a visit with Blaze before the next semester commenced tomorrow, and I wouldn’t be the asshole that prevented her.

“Wait a moment.” I broke away to grab one of my t-shirts from the dirty laundry pile. “Sit up for a second.”

She did, and I laid it underneath her to protect her comforter from getting a gooey mess on it.

“Roll over for me, Wildfire.” I held her upper arm and helped her onto her belly, sailing my palms along the length of her flawless back.

I popped the lid of the syrup and sank both of my forefingers into the cool, sugary treat, dripping it over her, painting over her spine, getting more, and spelling I love you on her left ass cheek.

“What are you writing?” She checked over her shoulder.

I spanked her right cheek. “Spell it with me.”

I leaned down and flicked my tongue over her back, lapping at the sauce, as I repeated the words on her left globe.

It took her a few beats before she breathed, “I love you too!”

I kissed each ass cheek to reward her for getting it right. “Love you, baby.”

Satisfied that I marked her rear, I rolled her onto her back, decorating her front, her ribs, breasts, and nipples. I descended on her like a hungry wolf, lapping up every sticky trail, and lifted one finger to her mouth. She took me all the way in, bobbing on my finger the way she would my cock if I let her.

“Fuck, Wildfire, you play dirty,” I growled, my teeth latching onto her nipple and biting, making her yelp and her hips shift frantically into my stomach. I laved at her flesh to ease the sting, and she settled.

Her lips smiled victoriously around my finger, and I shoved it deeper, pushing her limits. I pumped my fingers in and out of her the way I would with my cock soon.

I removed my fingers and painted more of her body, licking and sucking it off, leaving pink clouds on her flesh from how hard my tongue and mouth worked. I had her gasping for air, her fingers scrabbling in my hair, tugging desperately, one hand snaking behind my neck to lock me to her body.

“How much do you need it, baby?” I breathed on her burning skin, parting her legs, sinking a finger between her lips, her pussy drenched.

“Please, Cole.” Her whiny begging had my balls as tight as a fire hydrant, ready to hose the fire in her core.

I scooped out one last ball of syrup and parted her folds, spreading it between them, admiring my work before I crouched between her legs and sucked her so hard, she shunted her hips into my face, chasing the pleasure. I didn’t want her to come quickly, so slowed my pace, licking at her leisurely, pressing my tongue flat to her clit, making her squirm against me for more. I pressed my hand on her hip to keep my little princess on the bed.

I loved this woman with all my heart and showed her with every tongue kiss of her pussy. She showed me what it meant to be nurtured, supported, and loved, when I’d been mistreated and abused for most of my childhood. She shifted my perspective and helped me believe I was worthy of love and happiness in a world that rejected me. Luna Prince wasn’t just my girlfriend, she was my safe place, my light in the darkness, my hopes and dreams. Nothing was coming between us or taking her from me.

“Come for me, baby.” I sucked her throbbing bud into my mouth and pulled on it until she trembled all over me, her pussy flooding my mouth with more of her sweet taste.

I was hard as stone and ached for release by the time I cleaned her up.

“Now it’s my turn to tease you.” Her small palms shoved at my chest, rolling me onto my back, and she straddled my hips, decorating my chest, abs, and cock in the chocolate syrup.

“Fuck, Princess.” I rested my palm on her head as she took me into her mouth, her touch raking down my cock as she worked it. “That feels good. Yes, like that. Don’t stop.”

My naughty little princess stopped after a few beats, crawling up my body to indulge in the sauce on my abs, flicking her tongue over the bumps.

I palmed my cock, but she batted me away. “Uh-uh. No touching. That’s my job.” Fuck. I loved it when she got bossy and took control.

I raised my hands like I was under arrest to show her my compliance. “Yes, Princess.”

She loved it when her men called her that in the bedroom. It made her feel powerful when she’d lived a good chunk of her life feeling helpless and frightened, her desires and goals coming secondary to her safety. I aimed to fill her with the confidence and strength she missed out on, the way she did to me, and together, there’d be no stopping us.

Luna rewarded my cock with a pump as she cleaned the syrup from my chest, pausing on my nipples, tormenting me. “Now, you’re mine.”

She moved down my body, trailing her fingers along every hard line, up and over my pecs, running beneath them, and they twitched. Enjoying that motion, she did it a few more times before moving on. I groaned as she rolled over my abs, stroking my stomach, leaving a trail of fire all the way to my dick. The smile she gave me as she brushed it with the side of her hands tempted me to snap off my back and push her down and pound into her.

Her fingers scratched the rubber from its wrapper and sheathed my dick. I pistoned my hips, my cock throbbing to be inside of her. For her last move, she spooned a final dab of sauce onto her finger, painting my lips. Then she straddled me, lowering herself onto me, both of us groaning. Our hips crashed together as she rode me, and I rose to meet her.

“Come here and let me taste you.” Her mouth bore down on mine, and we made a mess of each other, smothering the sticky sweetness over our mouths and chins, alternating between kissing and sucking it off the other.

“Lift your hips, Wildfire.” I tapped her ass to move her, and she stretched onto her shins, giving me maneuvering room to hammer up into her. “That’s it. You feel so good. Look how well your pussy takes me.”

Her head tipped back, and her palm landed on my chest as she circled her hips over me, riding my cock, chasing her pleasure.

I set one hand on her ass to hold her steady while I reached over for the sauce she moved aside to dip my fingers and coat her tits in it. I had her in a frenzy as I sucked it off, drawing out long moans and breathy sighs that nearly tipped me over the edge.

“Make more noise, baby.” I flicked my tongue over her nipple. “Scream for me. Let everyone hear you and know how lucky you are to not only be a princess but also adored by four men.”

Her eyes closed and her pace sped up as she galloped for the finish line. She pushed her fingers in her hair, giving it a sex rumple. I sucked at her breast as her second orgasm hit, her legs shaking, walls sucking me deeper and gripping me tighter. A long cry escaped her throat, and I circled her clit, drawing more out until she screamed my name.

“That’s it, Wildfire. Give me more.” I wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting off the bed, and her legs came to rest around my hips, an arm coming behind my neck.

“Squeeze your tits for me,” I told her, unable to lean down and reach her breasts at this angle because of our height difference.

She released the arm she had around my back, doing what I enjoyed.

I drove up into her relentlessly, chasing my own release and bringing her across the finish line with me another time. Tremors racked my body as my cock swelled and spilled into her.

“I love you, Wildfire,” I said, and it wasn’t from the rush of hormones in my blood, it was from the glow she injected into my dark world.

“Love you too.” She slumped in my arms, and I brushed her shoulders as we caught our breath.

Needing a rest, I lowered her to the bed, laying her on her side, and did the same, facing her. I tucked her head to my chest, luxuriating in the softness of her silken skin, her sex-dazed smile and half-lidded eyes.

“Don’t get sleepy on me, Princess.” I gave her ass a loud spank. “We’ve got enough sauce to last three more rounds.”

Fuck Blaze. He could wait another hour.