Chapter 25 #2
I leaned over her and took advantage of that position to slide the soaked purple lace down and off her trembling legs.
Doing a double-check on her emotions, I made sure she was still with me before continuing.
She watched my every move, eyes wide and slowly darkening with arousal.
The feel of them on me sent blood rushing right to the head of my cock, and my pants grew tight.
A condition I’d have to suffer a little longer.
This was about her, and what I had planned was more fun anyway.
Show me how it could be between us. Gods.
Did she know how that simple demand wrecked me in all the best ways?
I pushed her shirt out of my way, taking her bralette with it over her head.
My hands then went straight for a palmful of her perky breasts.
Fuck.
Her breath stuttered as I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked.
Hard. My girl liked a little roughness with her gentle touches.
Another suck that ended in a bite had her arching off the bed.
I wondered if she could come just from me playing like this?
I smirked against her skin. An experiment for another day, I couldn’t get sidetracked.
Kissing up her chest, I suckled at a spot on her neck that I knew made her squirm.
So fucking responsive. It was addictive, and so damn satisfying to feel, both physically and down the bond.
I rested the majority of my weight on my elbow by her head but allowed my lower half to settle between her thighs.
I was hard. Like a godsdammed rock, so I knew she felt me, but just in case, I rolled my hips…right…there. Her gasp was like music to my ears, and I did it again.
“Feel that?” I breathed into her ear before nipping the delicate lobe. “That’s for you. All of it.”
She squirmed wildly beneath me, so I used my free hand to pin her hips against the mattress.
The front of my jeans grew wet with every thrust against her, and I was careful to rub the denim just right against her clit.
Giving her just enough friction to make her thighs shake and her moans echo in my ear.
“This is true,” I growled and rolled my hips again.
“This is real.” I surrounded her on two fronts, physical and mental.
I opened my side of the bond and made sure to let her feel every admission of love I had contained within me.
“Don’t deny it,” I whispered when she cried out of the barrage of sensations. “Don’t hide from it.”
I built her up to the edge. Push and pull.
Roll my hips, then stop. I wanted her writhing like one brush on her skin would set her off.
When she reached that pinnacle, I stopped and flipped us over.
The abrupt change in position confused her, and her adorable pout made me even harder.
Fuck, my cock was going to fall off at this rate, but it was worth it.
My palms skimmed up the back of her thighs and a gentle nudge had her falling forward. Her palms slammed into the pillow on either side of my head.
“Ride my face, princess,” I told her, mouth already watering at the thought of getting to taste her again.
“What?” she shrieked and moved as if to climb off.
We couldn’t have that. I held her hips, grip tight, and dragged her the rest of the way over me. Her arms swung in a cute pinwheel as she lost her balance.
“Kai!” she screamed, and I froze. So did she.
She called me Kai. It was the first time I’d heard that name from her lips since she found out the truth of who I was. Pride and smug satisfaction filled my chest.
“Good girls deserve a reward,” I groaned and prepared myself for an absolute feast.
My hands tightened on her supple skin, sure to leave little fingerprint bruises, as I spread her legs even more.
“Kai, wait!” She wiggled and tried closing her legs, but it was too late. My head was already there. “Gods, wait!”
I did, only because I didn’t want her freaking out. I wanted her screaming for an entirely different reason.
“What is it, princess?”
“I-I don’t know what to do with my hands,” she mumbled, already out of breath, her thighs shaking as she held herself away from me.
“Grip the headboard,” I told her. “And hold on tight.”
“B-but—”
The time for talking had passed. I pulled her down and dove right in; lips, teeth, tongue, they all worked together to wring as much pleasure from her as I could.
I wanted more. I needed to go deeper, but she still kept herself hovering too far away for what I wanted.
Her waist was small enough that my arm could easily reach around it to anchor on her hip.
With my other hand, I grabbed her thigh and pulled it out, lowering her until I was smothered in her glorious taste.
“Like this,” I said, my voice muffled.
I got back to work. My tongue plunged into her damp heat, licking along her walls as far as it could reach while she bucked above me.
I ignored the way her thighs gripped my head to focus on the sounds she made.
She was close. Good. I wanted more than one tonight.
Every muscle grew tense as she came, and I growled my satisfaction while cleaning up every drop.
“Again,” I commanded, and she cried out when I started over.
I wasn’t worried about her squirming away this time, there was no strength left in her legs for her to try. I was drowning exactly the way I wanted, and only her grip on the headboard kept her semi-upright.
“Too much,” she whimpered and tried to wiggle away.
I slapped her ass and wrapped my lips around her clit, flicking my tongue against it in sharp licks. Her squeal made me smirk, and I sunk a finger into her wetness and curled it against the front of her walls.
“It wasn’t a request, princess. You’re going to give me one more.”
I took my now-saturated finger and inched around to her ass, gently probing between her cheeks.
Opening my eyes just in time to see her mouth drop, I wiggled that finger in to the first knuckle.
She shook her head, then nodded, then shook her head again.
Her muscles clamped on my finger as her back bowed.
Only my grip on her hips kept her seated on my face as she rode out another orgasm.
Not even the best upper body strength could keep her upright after that, and I caught her as she slumped against me.
Our hearts raced against one another as I pulled her down enough that her head could rest on my shoulder, her face tucked into my neck.
My cock screamed its betrayal from its confinement in my jeans, promising to explode if I didn’t let it out right now.
I made quick work of my button and zipper, shimmying a bit to release my entire length.
It popped up between her legs, but she was far enough down on me that it rested too far to be in danger of slipping inside.
Instead, the crown of my head rested halfway between her cheeks.
My hips had a mind of their own and began slow, jerking thrusts before I could make them stop.
A few pumps through her slick thighs. A couple brushes of my cock against her ass, and I spilled myself along the skin I’d been gripping only a few moments ago.
My moan was one of relief and gratification.
Eryn’s gentle breaths against my neck told me she was halfway asleep, and I wasn’t sure my legs would work right now anyway.
I’d clean us both up when we woke. Snuggling closer to the only woman I’d ever been this vulnerable with, I let sleep claim me.