Chapter 5
5
KING
W hen I woke up, Stella had wiggled her way on top of me, ending up sprawled over my body with her center barely an inch above my fully erect cock. This was so much more than morning wood. I could feel the heat of her pussy on the tip of my dick, and it took all my self-control not to move her panties aside and thrust up into her.
I needed a frigid shower if I was gonna stay out of her tight little pussy… for now .
Despite what her father had told me about her and the aura of badass that came off her in waves, an innocence clung to Stella. She was obviously not very experienced, something that I appreciated, but the thought also made me feel homicidal toward any man who had dared to touch my woman. It wasn't rational, considering it was in the past, but I’d rapidly come to the conclusion that nothing about what I felt for Stella was logical.
Take it slow , I told myself. With my jaw locked, I gritted my teeth and carefully rolled her off me and onto her back.
When I stood, I couldn’t help letting my gaze sweep over her. Damn, she looked fucking edible in my clothes.
Clenching my hands into fists so that I didn’t reach out and touch her, I spun around and stalked over to the bedroom door. Cerberus was perched on the edge of his bed, waiting for the command to leave it. I gave it as I opened the door to let him out. Most mornings, I took him for a run with me, but on days like today, he knew to go scratch on the clubhouse entrance, and one of my brothers would let him out before getting him breakfast.
When I pivoted around again, my eyes strayed to the bed. Fucking hell . Silently lecturing myself, I marched into the bathroom, just barely remembering not to slam the door.
I started with ice-cold water, but when my body finally calmed, I flipped the temp to hot to relax my tense muscles. Once I was done, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I’d been in such a hurry to get to another room that I hadn't brought any fresh clothes with me.
Steam billowed out when I opened the door and walked into the bedroom. As I turned to head to my dresser, my eyes drifted to the bed, and I halted in my tracks.
Stella was sitting up, her hair adorably mussed, her sleepy eyes perusing her surroundings. When she heard me enter, her gaze swung in my direction.
Fuck. I was so damn screwed.
Her eyes were wide and heated as they drank in the sight of me.
Seeing her sitting there in my clothes, that look on her face, her plush lips forming a perfect O…my cock went from semi-hard to a rod of steel, tenting the towel hanging low on my hips.
“Morning, baby,” I said casually as I prowled toward the bed.
She swallowed hard, and her eyes slid from the tattoo of wings across my chest to the Celtic-looking warning symbol around my belly button. When they moved just a little lower, she whipped her head up and stared hard at my chest.
Amused at her efforts not to look below my waist, I felt a slow smile grow on my face.
“Um…good morning?” She pulled the blankets up over her chest, and twin spots of pink bloomed on her cheeks. “Did you…um, did you sleep in here last night?”
My smile widened as I took a step closer to the bed. “Why wouldn’t I? It’s my bed.”
The blush intensified, and she ducked her head, then took a deep breath and boldly met my gaze. “Yes, it is. Want to explain why you put me in your room and then crawled into bed with me?”
“I put you in my room because I wanted you here, and as for why I got into bed with you. I would think”—my gaze roamed over her body, lingering for a moment on her tits before returning to her face—“the answer to that would be pretty obvious.”
Her jaw went a little slack, and I chuckled as I padded over to the edge of the bed.
She dropped her head back to look up at me and blinked. “I…well, I guess it’s a big bed, so?—”
A laugh boomed from my chest, cutting her off.
“What?” she huffed, her eyes sparking, making me want to push her back onto the mattress and bury myself inside her.
My cock was now painfully hard, but I didn’t move any closer, just placed my fingertips under her chin, letting my thumb trace the soft skin of her cheek. “You’re right, baby. This bed is plenty big enough for us to share. But you didn’t seem to care about that when you wiggled your sexy ass into my arms and used me as a body pillow while you slept.”
Stella gasped, making me snicker. “I did not!”
Bending down, I put my face inches from hers. “You have any idea how fucking hard I was with you sprawled all over me in nothing but my shirt and your flimsy underwear? I wanted nothing more than to rip off those damn panties and fuck you until you could feel me inside you for days.”
Stella’s tits bounced as her breaths came out in choppy pants, and her skin flushed, spreading down below the shirt’s collar. I was dying to see just how far that pretty pink went.
Her brown pools were darkened with desire, and when her tongue darted out to lick her lips, I groaned.
Slowly, giving her plenty of time to protest, I leaned down, forcing her to do the same until her back hit the mattress. My arms caged her in as I dipped my head until our lips were almost touching. “Do you like the sound of that, baby?”
Stella hesitated, and I narrowed my eyes, daring her to lie to me. But she swallowed and took a deep breath before whispering, “Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you until you’re screaming my name in ecstasy? Want me so deep inside that you can’t remember any other man but me?”
She paused, her expression faltering for half a second, but then she looked at me with so much hunger that I thought maybe I’d imagined it.
“Yes. I want that.”
“Thank fuck,” I muttered right before I crushed my lips to hers.
Stella’s body tensed for a moment, as if she was frozen in shock, but then she wrapped her arms around my neck and melted into the kiss, pulling me down onto the bed with her.
I traced the seam of her mouth, and she opened for me immediately. “Good girl,” I murmured against her lips. My hands plunged into her honey tresses, and I angled her head as my tongue swept in to taste her.
Fuck, her mouth tasted like honey, and I was sure her pussy would be just as sweet.
She tentatively touched the tip of her tongue to mine, and I groaned, pleased with her boldness.
Gently, without breaking our kiss, I moved us to the center of the bed before settling on top of her.
Even if I could remember the last time I’d touched a woman in any way, nothing could compare to Stella. With every touch, every brush of our tongues, every little moan, bolts of electricity raced over my skin, making it sizzle as my cock throbbed with need.
I glided a hand down her side to her bare legs and curled my hand under her thigh, pulling up so it was wrapped around my hip. My cock was pressed tightly against her, and the heat from her pussy scorched my shaft, sending pulses of pleasure to every part of me.
The feeling was so acute that it suddenly hit me that the barrier between our cores was extremely thin. I ripped my mouth from hers and glanced down to see that my towel had fallen away when we moved on the bed. The shirt she had on would normally fall to her knees, but it had ridden up, exposing her center and leaving nothing except the thin fabric of her panties between us.
Stella sucked in a breath, and my eyes flew to her face. She was staring down at our connection, her eyes wide and anxious.
“Baby, look at me.”
She dragged her gaze up to my face, and I frowned. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
“I do,” she insisted. “It’s just that…”
She trailed off, once again peeking down between us.
“Just that what?”
Her cheeks turned dark red, and she squeaked, “You’re freaking huge, King.”
I grabbed her chin in a hard grip, not enough to cause pain, but enough for her to know I demanded her attention. “First, you call me Connor. Is that clear?”
She nodded, but her mouth was curved down. “But everyone else?—”
“You are not everyone else, Stella,” I emphasized. “You will call me Connor.” My voice shifted low and gravelly when I continued, “That’s the name you scream when I’m making you come.”
Stella’s eyes darted away for a second, but when they came back to my face, they were bright with desire, and a small smile graced her beautiful face. “Okay, Connor.”
I grunted in approval. “As for my size, I promise, we’ll go slow. Your pussy will stretch to take my cock, baby. I won’t hurt you.”
She still looked a little unsure, but then trust filled her eyes and she nodded as best she could with my grip on her chin. I raised her head and covered her mouth, taking my time to explore her sweet cavern while my hands began to roam over her delectable curves.
Her pointed nipples scraped against my chest, and I groaned as I broke our kiss. The shirt she’d borrowed showed the clear difference in our sizes, and I would have chuckled at how cute she was if I hadn’t been distracted by the gaping neckline. It plunged down to her belly button, and the sides fell open so far that I could see the dusky rose color surrounding her tight peaks.
My eyes traveled up to Stella’s gorgeous face, and smugness permeated the sexual tension surrounding us. She watched me with swollen red lips and hooded eyes filled with curiosity and desire.
Smirking, I curled a finger around the neckline of the T-shirt and dragged it to the side, exposing one big, soft, gorgeous breast and its pert nipple.
Keeping my gaze steady on her face, I swirled my tongue around the hardened bud. Her back arched, and her eyes closed as she moaned, making my cock leak precome onto her belly.
I popped the nipple into my mouth and sucked on it, growling in approval when her fingers tunneled through my wet hair, clinging to the strands to pull me closer.
When I released the pebbled nub, she whimpered, and I chuckled. “Relax, baby. I know what you want,” I crooned as I pushed the other side of her shirt away from her generous globe and gave my attention to her other nipple.
I swirled my tongue around the rigid peak, then sucked hard. She gasped, bucking her hips up, rubbing her pussy over my cock.
Her panties were soaked, leaving practically nothing between us. Fuck, if I didn’t get inside her soon, I was gonna blow my jizz all over her stomach instead of inside her, where it belonged.
While my mouth kept busy with her tits, I reached back and smoothed my hand up the silky skin of her leg until I reached her center. We were pressed so tightly together that I had to shift slightly to slip a hand between us.
Stella moaned when I ran the pad of one finger down her center. Then I dipped it beneath the fabric and sucked in a breath while trying to keep my dick under control. She was fucking bare underneath the drenched cotton. Nothing to block my fingers from feeling her hot, velvety skin as I drew my fingers up her wet slit.
I repeated the same movement while my other hand gently pushed against her thighs. She moaned and spread her legs wider, giving me better access to her juicy core.
Twisting the gusset of her panties in a fist, I tore the fabric from her body, reveling in the sexy cry that fell from her lips.
My finger pushed between her folds, and I traced a line up to her clit, circling it before gliding back down. Then I pushed the same digit into her channel and groaned as I dropped my forehead to rest in the valley between her tits. She was tight as fuck, her walls holding me in a vise-like grip. The thought of her squeezing my long, thick cock like that caused a little come to ooze from the swollen head.
I’d promised not to hurt her, and that meant I needed to work her pussy until it softened and stretched to accommodate my size. She was so tiny compared to me, and I’d have to be careful with her, but I knew we’d be a perfect fit.
My finger moved in and out, curling up to scrape the pad along her G-spot and causing her to shiver as she cried out from the acute sensations. I lifted my head to watch her face as it contorted with pleasure.
“Sexy as fuck,” I whispered. Sliding down her body, I kept up the penetrating motion as I settled between her legs.
Eventually, she felt pliable enough for me to work in a second finger, then a third. It still wasn’t as big as my dick, but it would help her to let me in.
Her mouthwatering aroma filled my lungs, making me desperate to taste her, and the thought of her coming on my tongue was more than I could take. A couple of orgasms would also help when I finally slid my cock into her tight channel.
Pressing her legs as far apart as they could comfortably go, I wedged my shoulders between them and used my thumbs to open her folds. “Fuck,” I grunted. “So pink and swollen. Coated with your juices, just waiting for me to lick you clean.”
Stella moaned, and her hips wiggled a little, making me smirk.
“I love how fucking responsive you are.”
Her brown eyes were lit with passion, and their penetrating gaze sent a thrill straight to my dick.
“Eyes on me, baby. Understand?”
She blinked as if trying to fight through a fog, and I reached up to pinch one of her nipples hard. That got her attention, and I warned her, “You look away, I stop.”
Stella nodded, biting her lip and clenching the sheets at her sides.
“That’s my girl.”