Chapter 30
KILLA
Thumping coming from Cassidy’s room has me heading straight to her after marching through the door.
She’s thrashing in the sheets. “Pl-please, he doesn’t like the dark,” she whimpers.
My heart clenches, and I rub at the pain splintering through me.
“Pl-please,” she begs, and I find myself moving toward her.
We need to have a conversation. This can’t carry on. I need to know what she and Noah have been through so I can help them. Maybe then I’ll feel like she’s opening up to me.
I approach her with caution, as if she’s a caged animal. Leaning over her, I swipe the cold sweat from her forehead and push her sticky hair from her face. “Cass?” I stroke her cheek. “Cass, baby.”
Her eyes dart open, but I swear it’s like she’s looking straight through me.
“Cass?”
I dip my head and place a kiss on her lips. They’re soft and warm, a contrast to her icy face. This is the first time our lips have collided, and I want more.
Need more.
I climb over her and hold myself up on my elbows.
The perfect angle to fuck her, but it’s also the perfect position to peer into her emerald orbs and bring the life back into them.
I pepper kisses up and down her face and revel in the way she practically melts beneath me as she becomes lucid and compliant.
She arches her back, pushing her tits against my chest, and I smirk. “You wanna fuck, Cass?”
Her hands trail up my arms toward my shoulders, and uncertainty appears in her eyes. “C-can you get undressed?”
I lick my lips, contemplating her request. I’ve not fucked her naked before, mostly because I didn’t want to feel a deeper connection than I already do. I might control her, but I feel like she’s burrowed deep inside me, where, ultimately, she has all the power.
It’s why I find myself shifting off her to remove my clothes. I fold them and rest them on the small armchair beside the bed before giving my rock-hard cock an angry pump.
The damn thing has a mind of its own around Cass.
She’s watching me with lust-filled eyes; they eat up every part of me, devouring me like I want to devour her.
“You want this?” I growl, pumping my cock faster, annoyed by my reaction to her and the way my emotions soften for her and her son, but no one else.
What the fuck is this hold they have over me?
“I want it,” she purrs, and the sound hits my balls, setting off a wave of excitement that shoots up my spine.
It’s only now I realize she got naked too. Her large tits hang heavy, her nipples the perfect size for filling my mouth, and I groan when my cock leaks pre-cum down my shaft, creating lubricant.
“Fuck, you best lick this mess up, Cass.” I grunt and step forward. Wrapping my hand around her nape, I pull her toward me, forcing the head of my cock into her mouth. “Open wide and clean this mess, Little Demon.”
The moment her tongue swirls my pierced head, she moans, sending vibrations through my girth. I fist my hands in her hair, pinching at her scalp, and thrust my hips forward. She gags and sputters, but there’s no way I’m going to let up on her.
“Take it, Little Demon. Devour that cock,” I growl, staring down at her.
Tears streak her pretty face, her pupils wide.
“Make me like it.” I thrust again. Like it?
I fucking love it. When she pushes her tongue into my slit, I pull my hips back and groan my approval, and my eyes flutter, high with desire.
“Fuck, yes.” I push forward again, and my balls draw up.
No fucking way am I coming in her mouth. I yank her head backward by her hair and jerk her off my shaft with a pop. She’s breathless, and her glorious tits heave.
“Lay down,” I command. “Open your legs for your ol’ man.” She’s no idea the enormity of those words, and I don’t intend on telling her, but like the perfect submissive, she does as I ask without acknowledging them.
I clamber onto the bed and kneel between her open legs, then trail my hands up the soft skin of her firm legs.
When I reach the top of her thighs, I lift her legs and drape her feet over my shoulders.
She watches my every move with a look of wonder, and when I guide my cock into her slick hole, I growl with possessiveness.
“Mine!” I slam inside her, powering my hips forward so hard she lets out a strangled sound.
Her pussy molds around me like it was made for me, nice and wet and warm as a sheathe for my cock. “Fuck, yes.”
Just thinking about fucking her bare again sends me feral, and she winces as I drive inside with all my strength.
“Take my cock, Cass.” My mind swirls with possibilities—her pregnant with my child, completely dependent on me, allowing me to get my answers while getting to keep the woman I crave and her son who has a special hold on my heart.
“Want to feel you come all over my cock, Cass. Want to feel your tight pussy milk me for my cum, filling you up, baby. Filling you till you swell with my kid.”
“Killa…” she moans with each powerful snap of my hips. I lower myself, placing my hands above her head with my arms stretched out, and she clings onto my biceps as I stare down at her perfect tits bouncing with each movement.
“Fuck, baby, you have the best set of tits. So fucking perfect.”
“Oh god, Killa.”
My lips curl. “I’m the fucking devil, Little Demon. Scream it!”
I take her nipple in my mouth, darting my tongue over the tender bud and swirling it around, adoring the way her body tightens under my touch. Her pussy clenches, and my balls ache to release.
“Yesss!” she screams as her orgasm hits, and I move my mouth, choosing to bite into the flesh of her breast.
“Fuck, Cass,” I groan, and ropes of my cum hit her inner walls. Pump after pump floods her womb, and I tip my head back with a loud, guttural groan.
“You’re mine forever, Cass.”