Chapter 13 #3
Nothing felt better than removing the damp material, shoving it down his thighs and off onto the floor.
Then Kara was back, straddling him once again, and Chaos couldn’t take his gaze from between her legs.
She was glistening from arousal, which was a relief.
She grabbed his cock and squeezed, making Chaos almost spurt right then and there.
Without thinking, he latched onto her hips and held her still as she hovered over him. As much as he wanted to feel her pussy clench around him, he needed to make sure she was ready for him.
He tugged at her hips. “Come up here,” he ordered. Then added belatedly, “Please.”
She moved forward on her knees. Chaos could scent her musk, and nothing had ever smelled better in his life.
“Arrow? I’ve never done this before. I don’t want to suffocate you.”
“Hang on to the bed frame. I’ve got this.
You. All you have to do is feel.” Then he lifted his head and licked her from ass to clit.
She shivered in his grasp, and that was all Chaos needed to feel to lose the control he’d been fighting to maintain.
He pulled her down on his face and began to eat her out as if his life depended on it.
She tasted divine. He couldn’t get enough.
His tongue pushed into her body, loving how he could feel her clench against him.
Then he moved up to her clit and sucked hard, like he’d done to her nipples.
She began to writhe, spreading her arousal all over his beard and face.
Her hips undulated as a constant whine-and-moan combo escaped her lips.
Chaos was having the time of his life. He’d done this once in the past, but it had been nothing like this.
It was perfunctory, a means to an end. This right here?
Was the end, as far as he was concerned.
He could die a happy man with Kara’s pussy on his face, her scent in his nostrils, and her taste on his tongue.
Her thighs began to shake and he concentrated on her clit. Licking and sucking forcefully, willing her to come all over his face.
And come she did. She let out a small shriek and arched her back as she exploded. Looking up past her belly, her tits, and seeing the flush on her neck and her eyes closed as she came, was something Chaos would remember for the rest of his life.
She was dripping now, and he happily lapped up the juices leaking from between her legs.
He didn’t rush her to move, didn’t try to push her down toward his cock.
Even though he was harder than he’d ever been and it fucking hurt, he’d be content to stay right where he was, with his face between Kara’s legs, for the rest of the night if that’s what she wanted or needed.
But he didn’t have long to appreciate the view, or to bring her to another orgasm. The second his tongue came out and licked between her pussy lips again, she moved.
This time when she grabbed his dick, Chaos didn’t stop her. He kept his gaze locked on her face, watching for any sign of reticence. Any indication that the demons she had inside her would return.
He saw none. Thank God.
“Look at us,” Kara whispered. “We’re beautiful.”
He couldn’t deny her anything. Moving his gaze down her body, Chaos couldn’t have agreed more.
Her fingers were wrapped around his dick, holding him at the entrance to her body.
As he watched, she sank down on him slowly.
Inch by inch, she took him. Didn’t stop until their pubic hair meshed together.
Once more, Chaos grabbed her hips, this time holding her down on him as he fought for control. His heart was pounding, he felt a little light-headed.
This was not sex. This was…destiny. He’d never felt this way before, and he needed a second to absorb the experience.
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Kara stared down in awe at where Arrow’s cock had disappeared into her body. She’d thought this moment would be more painful. Not physically, but mentally. She thought she’d struggle to take him inside her body because of what Nolan had taken by force.
But instead, the moment was…beautiful. And that was because of Arrow.
He’d done all the right things. Let her have control.
And he’d made sure she was more than ready.
She’d never come so hard in her life as she had when his mouth was between her legs.
Moving her gaze upward, she saw the evidence of her orgasm all over his face.
She should’ve been embarrassed, but she was feeling way too good right now to care about how uninhibited she’d been.
She loved that she and Arrow were basically the same height. That she could reach his mouth when they were as intimately connected as they were. She leaned down and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. His eyes were closed, but they opened at the touch of her mouth on his.
“I…damn, sweetheart…this is…fuck.”
She’d rendered him speechless, which was a huge turn-on. This man, who was always in control. Who flew multimillion-dollar machines for a living, who was a total badass, couldn’t form complete sentences.
Smiling, Kara used her inner muscles to squeeze him, and she actually felt him jerk deep inside her.
“Don’t. Please, if you want this to last more than two seconds, give me a minute,” he begged.
The power Kara felt was heady. She loved this. She’d never experienced anything like it before. As if she was right where she was always meant to be. The connection she felt with this man was overwhelming.
The second she’d taken him inside her body, something clicked into place. A certainty that this was the man she would be with for the rest of her life. That he’d take care of her physically and mentally, that he’d be a true companion, someone she could count on through good times and bad.
She sat up and looked at where they were joined once more. All she could see was their pubic hair tangled together, and it made her smile. Her light hair with his dark. Yin and yang. It was beautiful. He was beautiful.
“Shit, sweetheart. I forgot. Let me pull out so I can protect you.”
Kara shook her head. “Taken care of. I have an implant, remember? And I was tested…after…and it’s okay. I’m okay.”
“I can…You sayin’ I can come inside you?”
His simple words sounded so dirty. In a good way. “Yeah. If you want to.”
“Oh, I fucking want to,” Arrow rumbled. He met her gaze. “I’ve never done that with anyone before. You’ll be my first.”
Kara liked that. Oh, how she liked that. She grinned at him. “Can I move yet?”
Arrow took a deep breath. “Yeah, sweetheart. You can move. Do what you want. Whatever feels good.”
“I want you to feel good too,” she protested, as she shifted above him.
One brow rose. “I guarantee anything you do will make me feel good. I’m on a hair trigger here. Take me, Kara. I’m yours.”
The way he said that made pleasure bloom throughout her entire body. All Nolan had ever said, over and over, was that she was his. He owned her. He’d made it very clear she was there for his pleasure.
Arrow had turned that around. Claimed that he was hers.
It was a huge difference—and she loved it.
“If you’re mine, I’m yours too,” she whispered.
The intensity in his gaze went straight to her soul. He licked his lips and his breathing sped up as he stared at her. She felt his fingers at her hips, but he wasn’t forcing her to move. Was simply holding on, keeping her steady as she sat astride him.
She moved slowly at first, easing herself upward until only the crown of his cock was inside her, then she slid back down until he was once more buried as far as he could go. She repeated that several times, getting used to his size and girth.
His gaze fluctuated from her face to where they were joined. And Kara loved that he seemed just as concerned with her mental health as he was his own pleasure. It reinforced how good this man was. How lucky she was to have found him. Or to have been found by him, really.
Never in her life had she felt lucky, but she did now.
Her hips began to move faster, her boobs bouncing as she rode him harder, and now he included her chest in his gaze rotation. She felt beautiful for the first time in her life. Sexy. Strong. Whole.
The slap of their bodies coming together was loud in the room as her movements turned frantic, but it added to the sensuality of the moment.
“I’m close,” Arrow growled after several minutes.
Looking down, Kara saw his upper chest was blotchy red and his teeth were clenched. She rode him faster, loving the control she had over him.
“Kara! Fuck! Yes!”
His hips slammed upward and his fingers tightened on her hips, holding her in place as he exploded deep within her body.
Kara couldn’t stop smiling. Sex with this man was a completely new experience, and nothing about it compared to the violence she’d suffered in the not-so-distant past. He’d picked up all her pieces and put them back together. Her thighs shook as she held herself over him.
It took a hot second, but eventually his hips lowered back to the mattress, and he sighed. Then his eyes popped open, and he pinned her in place with the look on his face. He was still buried deep inside her, as he couldn’t slip out with her on top.
He shifted one hand to where they were joined and began to flick her clit.
The move surprised her, and she let out a girly screech. His other hand held her hip, keeping her from lifting off him or moving away from his touch.
He was almost rough, but surprisingly, it felt good. Sex was great and all, but she couldn’t come from just penetration. She needed this. Direct pressure on her clit.
“Arrow!” she exclaimed.