Chapter 16
Chapter 16
KINGSTON
T hankfully, my lamp light is on, so the room isn’t pitch black. As soon as my door closes and locks, I begin peeling off my clothes, tossing them in every direction. Heading straight for the shower, I turn it to scolding hot, allowing the water to beat down on my back as I scrub myself raw. Once I finally feel clean again, I dry off, brush my teeth, then head toward my bed.
Stopping in my tracks, I take in the form snuggled in my bed. This is new. Losing the towel around my hips, I peel back the thick comforter and two thousand thread count top sheet then slide in. The bed movement seems to rouse Iris as she turns over and parts her lids, taking me in. Offering a flirty grin, I murmur, “Hey, beautiful. Nice surprise finding you here.” I seriously must’ve been stuck in my head when I came in not to notice her immediately.
She smiles sleepily. “I was waiting for you when you texted, thinking about you. Thought I’d surprise you.”
The fact she felt comfortable enough to curl up in my bed is all the confirmation I need to know she’s feeling me as much as I am her. “Mmm… my lucky night. I’m thrilled you’re here, but how did you get in?”
“One of your frat brothers let me in the house, then one of the staff found me sitting outside your room. He let me in. Please don’t get the guy in any trouble. I told him I’d be fine waiting in the hall, but he insisted you’d want me in your room.”
Leaning forward, I pop a soft kiss to her forehead. “Well, he was right. The last place I want you waiting is on the floor in the hallway.” My hands would be bloody for an entirely different reason if I were to discover anyone touched her while she was waiting for me. Hell, at this rate, they better not look at her for more than a brief glance. She’s better than all of the assholes here and deserves nothing but their respect.
Iris giggles, and the sound makes my soul light up for her, forgetting about everything else.
“Are we having a sleepover?” The mere thought of sleeping next to her all night has my cock stirring with interest. I can think of plenty of things I want to do to her in my bed.
She nods. “If you don’t mind?”
“I want you in my bed every night,” I admit, lying on my side to face her and wrap my arm around her waist. She’s exactly where I want her. Hell, I’ve been dreaming of this moment for longer than I’d like to admit.
She snuggles in, her eyes going wide after a beat. “You’re naked?” her voice squeaks in surprise.
“I told you I don’t wear clothes to bed.”
“That doesn’t seem very fair,” she mumbles, then starts shifting around. Her shorts come off first, and she tosses them to the side of the bed. Next, she peels off her tank top, exposing her perky little breasts.
“You came over here without a bra?” I question, taking in every exposed inch of perfection, about to jump out of bed to gouge my frat brothers’ faces downstairs.
She rolls her eyes, much more awake now. “I wore a hoody, but if I wanted to, I would have.”
My lip lifts into a smirk. “Feisty, hmm?” I catch her without a bra on around these fuckers, and I’ll be spanking her ass until it’s a delicious shade of pink and she promises never to be bad again.
She leans in, pressing a kiss to my chin. “I was thinking horny rather than feisty.”
My gut churns with excitement. I’ve waited forever to have Iris in my bed, and now she’s telling me she’s turned on. Say no more. “I have just the thing to help with that,” I promise, sliding my hand over her tummy.
Iris’ scent surrounds me, making me feel at peace like I’m home with her. For years, I attempted to move on from wanting her, but then she shows back up in my life. It’s fate pushing us together because there’s no one else I can see in my future, nor do I want to.
Grabbing her hips, I tug her on top of me, and she squeals in surprise. “What are you doing?”
“I’m tasting your sweetness, now ride my fucking face,” I demand as I’m long overdue to have Iris’ flavor on my tongue. My hands hook under her thighs, pulling her up my chest then having her perch above my mouth. “Be a good girl and don’t hold back from what you want. Get comfy on your knees, then set your delicious-smelling cunt on my lips.”
She gazes down at me, lids lowered as sparkling desire burns for me in their depths. Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s never seemed more beautiful than at this moment. “I’m a very good girl.”
“I know you are, baby. That’s why I’m going to make you come all night long,” I promise and, without any hesitation, swipe my tongue through her folds. Her body jolts forward as my tongue flicks her clit gently, then hard, and again, but faster. She can’t get far, however, as I have her locked in my grip.
“Oh my!”
“It’s mine.” I growl the words against her flesh and suck her nub between my lips. She cries out again, and I know damn well tonight will be phenomenal. She’s loud, just how I like things when I’m fucking dirty. Her pussy soaks my mouth and chin. I couldn’t be happier than right now, knowing we’re finally headed in the right direction. “You’re mine. Say it.”
Her hips gyrate as her pussy works over my tongue to come, but I won’t allow it until she agrees. “Am I? Do you really want that?” she questions, almost sounding unsure of herself, when I pause from eating her out.
With a rumble vibrating my body, my hands clench her thighs and flip her over. She’s on her back, panting, eyes wide at how I’ve tossed her to the side like a rag doll. Jerking her down the bed a bit to where I want her, I crawl over her body. My legs push between hers, wrenching them far enough apart so I fit as if I belong. The juncture between her thighs cradles my cock, welcoming and warm. It’s one hell of an invitation not to take to advantage of right away, but I need to hear her say the words. Her scent amplifies my desire, and it’s harder for me to concentrate, yet somehow, I make myself focus.
“It’s what I’ve wanted since the day you showed up to go swimming with us in your bikini, and suddenly all I could notice were your boobs and butt. I no longer saw you the same way. You’d changed into a young woman right in front of my eyes. Beau noticed it too. You threw us both for a loop… in a good way.”
Iris offers a tender smile, and fuck, she makes me want to give her the world. Only, I don’t need to. She can take it all for herself if she wants it. “You weren’t alone. I had the biggest crush on both of you guys for as long as I can remember. Still do.”
Her confession pleases me enough I reach between us and use my cock to run between her slit, spreading her juices over her pretty pink pussy. I’m hard and throbbing for her to the point it’s difficult to breathe. I want to sink into her repeatedly until she sees nothing but me like I do with her.
“Condom,” she mentions, but I ignore it. The word’s offensive when it comes to her. I’d never hurt her.
“Say you’re mine,” I demand.
“Please grab a condom. I want you.”
“Not what I said.” I couldn’t give a fuck about wrapping up when it comes to Iris. I’ve kept my cock covered and clean and have no reason to worry when it comes to her. “Don’t you worry yourself over it.”
“I’m yours, Kingston,” she finally proclaims after her pussy is slick with excitement, but I don’t let her finish the words without me thrusting my length to the hilt. My cock stretches her to the point a soft gasp leaves her lips, and her face briefly pinches with pain. Not wanting to hesitate with our pleasure, I begin to rock my hips, tilting and retreating, making her moan.
“Louder,” I hiss, moving to suck the silky flesh on her throat. She hums, refraining from letting go completely, so I rear back and thrust inside her with enough power the bed slams into the wall, and her curvy ass drives upward.
It does the trick as she screams, “I’m yours, Kingston!” She pants before breathily admitting, “You feel good.”
“Just good?” I taunt, my hips jerking back then home again. I’m going to fill her up so many times she won’t know what the word means anymore. I’ll take her good and raise it to fucking amazing.
“I’m yours. Please make me come!” she bursts out, legs squeezing around my hips. She’s strong enough I know she’ll be able to hold onto me when I fuck her against the wall and again in the shower. My time with her is only beginning. I will never have my fill.
“As you wish,” I eat up her words and then press a kiss to her lips. I promised myself I’d make her love me if I ever got the chance again and she’s already starting to fall. This is exactly what I’ve wanted all along.
Wrapping my arms around her, I yank her up, keeping my cock impaled in her as I move us. In a swift beat, I have her shoved against the wall, her hands above her head, secured in one of mine. The other is wrapped around her throat while her legs tangle around my waist to hold herself up.
I’d never let her fall.
Unless I want to fuck her on the floor.
“You’re perfect like this… at my mercy.” Leaning in, I bite her shoulder and push in deep.
She’s utterly intoxicating.
In our world, it’s rare to find something so valuable and unclaimed. Sticking to a brutal pace, I fuck her into the wall, swallowing every gasp and moan I can catch. My grip flexes on her wrists, tightening to the point she glances upward. The perfect column of her neck is there for my taking, and I do. I suck and nibble, leaving red and purplish hickeys all over her skin. Everyone will see them, probably casting her aside as a used-up slut, but I don’t mind. She’s my marked slut, and it’s all anyone needs to know of her. It takes no time at all once she’s handed over control. Her pussy squeezes and releases, flooding my cock with her wetness.
Humming in delight, I groan, “Yes, give me that orgasm, beautiful. Such a good girl,” I praise, sucking her lower lip between mine.
With her limbs falling to her sides, I release her and let her fall. Her shocked cry has me chuckling as I get to my knees before her. “My turn,” I growl and briefly sit back on my haunches. Twisting her over, I tug her hips to where I desire. Once she’s in position, I’m right behind her, sinking deeper than before. Reaching for her gorgeous, shiny hair, I wind it around both fists and use it to ride her hard from behind. My cock battering her swollen cunt is the most divine feeling. I could live in this pussy for the rest of my life and die a happy man.
This is the thing, though, now that I’ve had her, I don’t think I can ever be apart. I need to feel her wrapped tightly around me each night, safe and secure in my arms. I’ll go crazy if she tries to leave.
“Fuck,” I huff, leaning in to smell the hair wrapped around my hands. The scent has my eyes shooting heavenward, remembering it’s her conditioner. My newest favorite. I want to bathe in it with her so I can walk around smelling her whenever I want. She has me so fucked up over her.
We’re going to need to have a discussion because if she doesn’t start staying here with me regularly, I need to be in her room. If neither one happens, then I’ll be forced to do something rash, like sneak back into her room and crawl into her bed while she sleeps. Eventually, she’d have to see reason and give in.
Without a second thought, I let myself go. Back bowed, muscles straining, ass cheeks clenching, and my veins protruding as my grip tightens, my cum explodes from my cock.
I want forever.
Stroking along her sweat-peppered back, I press kisses along her spine. “Now, turn over and spread your legs open. I’m cleaning your pussy with my tongue, then I’ll thoroughly fuck you.”
“I-I thought you just did?” She casts a glance at me over her shoulder, eyes wide. She’s so damn beautiful it makes my chest ache.
With a dark chuckle, I shake my head. “We’re only getting started. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t leave my bed. Not even crawl. I’ll carry you to the bathroom and bathe you, then back, babe.” I offer a tender smile at odds with my words.
Her teeth sink into her lower lip, watching as I twist her body over and spread her legs open. As soon as my mouth meets her cunt, she gives in. “Okay, Kingston, whatever you want.”
If only she knew what those words mean to me.
Her fate is sealed.
It’s the second weekend in a row of waking up next to Iris in my bed. Her satiny hair fans out across the pillows, leaving her intoxicating scent all over them. Her creamy skin is buried in my Catalina blue sheets, the alluring contrast constantly beckoning me back to crawl next to her and stare my fill of her. There’s no doubt in my mind she belongs in my bed. When it comes to Iris, life seems to somehow pull and twist us together. I know deep inside I’ve been in love with her since we were barely teenagers, so this doesn’t feel like it’s moving too fast. On the contrary, emotions between us are natural, coming together the way they should be.
My phone buzzes with a text coming through, and I grumble to myself. There are very few people who I actually give a shit about speaking to. With a huff, I unhappily break the spell Iris has so effortlessly cast over me. Grabbing the offensive device, I refrain from chucking it against the wall, even though that’s exactly what I want to do with it. I hope the vibration doesn’t wake my gorgeous sleeping woman who’s currently hogging my pillow for herself.
She snores loudly, and I find it adorable. Yep, me, the asshole, wants to video Iris sleeping so I can obsess over it whenever she’s not with me. I highly doubt she’d be as excited about the prospect as I am. I’ve already checked over her schedule multiple times to see if we can take the same courses. Our degrees are completely different, so we have nothing together. The basics we could’ve taken together we both took last year, so I’ll have to settle for the brothers keeping an eye on her. Perhaps I can find someone to hack into the school’s security cameras for me so I can check in on her whenever I want. I’m not above using the school’s resources to my advantage, and I know we happen to have a few highly coveted hackers in attendance.
Private
In two weeks’ time, you will pick your chosen, or we’ll choose for you. We have the ultimate power to alter this decision at any time as you no longer own your decisions.
Prepare yourself. Revelations are coming.
Setting the phone down, I release a tense breath, then pick it up and read it again. Everything is a test. How easily I seem to forget as much being consumed by Iris’ presence. What does this cryptic message even mean? Revelations are coming…
“What’s the matter?” she sleepily asks, breaking me from my thoughts. The old man at the Lost Souls Park had told me to enjoy my time with Iris. The Brotherhood are the ones who put me on her trail in the first place, so what could the cryptic message truly mean? They’re implying they can take her away from me, but there’s no way in hell I’ll allow that to happen.
“How can anything be remotely wrong when I have you to wake up to?” I murmur, taking her in as she sleepily yawns and stretches. My comment garners a soft smile, and I flash her a wide one in return.
The society may have me scattered a bit, but one thing I’m certain about is Iris. She’s everything to me, and I know Beau is crazy about her as well. He hasn’t mentioned our loud fucking, so I’m assuming he’s okay with us being together too. He’s my best friend, and he’d tell me if something bothered him. It’s practically bro code, especially when it comes to women. I’m not worried. However, the society has me thinking a little too hard this early in the morning. The only thing I should be concentrating on right now is the woman beside me.
She smirks, running her palm over my chest. “Compliments this early? You must be up to something.” Thankfully, she hasn’t the slightest clue about everything I’m up to. Where she’s concerned, I have to keep this sweet image she has of me. I want her to think I’m fucking perfect because she’s my forever.
“Always,” I mutter and slide under the covers.
Pussy for breakfast is exactly what I need to start my day, and as long as we’re together, everything in my world is peachy fucking keen.