19. Hanna
Kazrith’s hands on me are firm and possessive. His mouth never leaves mine as he pushes me up against the closed door of my bedroom.
My back slams against the door. His hands are everywhere, cupping my breasts, kneading my buttocks, sliding up my thighs, and caressing every sensitive inch of me. I moan into his mouth, arching my neck to grant him better access when he nips at my earlobe.
All I can think about is the fire in my veins and how badly I want him to claim me. I moan into his mouth as his strong hands move down my back, unclasping my dress one agonizingly slow clasp at a time.
At last, it pools around my ankles, leaving me in only my shoes, that I’m swift in kicking off. He steps back to drink me in with his dark eyes. His chest heaves as he takes in a ragged breath, as if restraining himself from tearing every scrap of fabric off his body right then and there. But he doesn’t.
Instead, he slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his taut torso and defined abs. The moonlight dances across each muscle, making him look like a living sculpture come to life. I want to run my hands along his pale skin, losing myself as his tongue trails my body.
“Lay down,” he growls, his voice deep and hoarse with desire. His pants are tented with arousal as he gestures toward the bed.
I comply without hesitation, my body aching for him as I settle on the plush bedding. My heart pounds in my ears, and I can’t believe this is happening. This gorgeous, dangerous demon is here, in my bedroom, and he wants me—only me.
He was even willing to kill for me.
Kazrith follows me onto the bed, his weight pinning me down as he covers every inch of my body with hungry kisses. Teasing flicks of his tongue along my collarbone make me shiver with delight. His hands slip along my thighs, stroking me right where I need it most.
“Tell me you want this,” he whispers in my ear before sucking on my earlobe.
But I hesitate, too lost in the immediacy of the moment, too lost in my need.
He drags his tongue along the column of my neck, down to my cleavage, and then down... lower... lower.
My moans fill the room as his mouth and fingers explore me, teasing me in ways I didn’t know I was capable of feeling. My nails dig into the sheets as my back arches off the bed.
“Kazrith,” I plead. “I can’t...”
He comes up for air. His eyes lock with mine, and I see a wildness there that both terrifies and excites me. “Tell me what you want,” he demands.
”I want—” I breathe heavily, my eyes darting between his own and the ceiling above us. ”I want you.” The words tumble out of my mouth, a confession mired in desire and need.
“You can have me once you come for me.” He dips back between my thighs and flicks his tongue across my clit.
I gasp, my hips bucking off the bed as pleasure surges through me.
“I want to hear you scream my name,” he growls against my flesh, his hands stilling my hips, reining me in.
“Kazrith!” It’s all I can manage through the blissful torture. “Yes, I want you so much—”
He increases the pressure and pace of his ministrations, taking me to the brink of ecstasy then backing off just as I’m about to fall over the edge. His eyes lock with mine, daring me to ask again. The room spins around us, and all I know is the delicious ache between my legs, aching for release.
“Kazrith, please,” I beg, my voice hoarse with desperation.
A smirk crosses his face, but he doesn’t relent. Instead, he goes slower, lazier than before while his fingers plunge into me deeply. Stars explode behind my eyelids as my orgasm builds once more, this time ten times stronger than before.
“Say it again,” he pants, his voice labored as he works between my thighs feverishly now.
“I want you,” I whimper as the world around us dissolves into a kaleidoscope of color and sensation. “I need you inside me now.”
That’s all the encouragement he needs. He sheathes himself in me in one, searing thrust that makes my entire body sing. My nails rake into his back as he pounds into me.
“Look at me,” he growls, his voice rough with passion.
My eyes fly open to meet his own. They are a storm of lust and something else, something I can’t quite name but it makes my heart clench in my chest.
“Tell me who this is for,” he grunts out between ragged breaths, his hips moving faster now, pinning me to the bed.
“You,” I gasp, my orgasm building once more. “This is for you, Kazrith.”
His name falls from my lips like a prayer on a fevered breath as he angles his hips just right.
“Mine,” he corrects before claiming my mouth once more.
He kisses me deeply, and I melt into him as our bodies move in sync. The sensations overwhelm me, and I’m on the precipice of my release again. “Cum for me,” he groans, his voice thick with desire.
My body is on fire, and I’m completely lost in the sensations that Kazrith is eliciting from me. Every touch, every thrust, every kiss is driving me closer and closer to my release. I can feel it building within me, like a storm gathering on the horizon.
“Kazrith,” I moan his name as he hits that sweet spot inside of me again and again.
“Yes?” he replies, his voice thick with desire.
“I’m going to…” I gasp for air as a wave of pleasure crashes over me, taking me to the edge of ecstasy.
He groans against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “I want to feel you come undone beneath me.”
And with those words pushing me over the edge, I dissolve into pure bliss. My body arches off the bed as my orgasm washes over me in waves, leaving me breathless and trembling in its wake.
Kazrith continues to move inside of me, prolonging my pleasure until finally, he reaches his own release with a low growl. He collapses next to me on the bed, both of us panting and trying to catch our breaths.
For several solid minutes, we lie curled up naked, enjoying the feel of our shared warmth, neither of us wanting to ruin the moment. I stare up at the ceiling, not daring to speak, until finally, I can hold it in no longer.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” I say finally, breaking the silence that has settled between us.
“Me neither,” Kazrith replies with a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
It brings me relief to hear it.
I reach for his hand, but I’m surprised to see his eager gaze reignited.
“Shall we go again?”
I smirk.
Heat courses through me as he grips my hips and rolls, pulling me on top.
He settles me onto him, his eyes smoldering with desire.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I purr, before grinding against him.
His hands grip my hips as he helps me set the pace, his hips rolling in time with mine. Slowly at first, our movements build in intensity, our moans filling the room once more.
Kazrith groans and buries his face in the crook of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?” I ask with a coy smile as I guide him inside of me once more. His cock is big and thick and throbs greedily whenever it’s inside me.
His only response is a low growl as he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me closer as we find our rhythm again...
His strokes are long and deep, and I gasp with pleasure as he angles his hips to hit my most sensitive spot. Our moans fill the room, intertwined with our ragged breathing. My climax builds once more, and I know it won”t be long now.
”I can”t... take much more of this,” I pant out.
”Neither can I,” he grunts out between clenched teeth.
His words spur me on even more, and I grind harder against him, taking pleasure in the feel of him filling me up completely.
Kazrith’s movements become more urgent, his hips thrusting up to meet mine with each powerful stroke. I can feel my orgasm building once more, the intensity growing with each passing second.
But just as I’m on the brink of ecstasy, Kazrith pauses, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“I want to keep you on the edge for as long as possible,” he whispers mischievously in my ear.
I whimper at his words, my body already craving release. He continues to tease and tantalize me, alternating between slow and deep strokes and quick and shallow thrusts. Every time I get too close, he slows down or changes rhythm, leaving me aching for more.
I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment. Waves of pleasure course through me. But every time I think I’m about to fall over into bliss, Kazrith pulls me back.
“You’re torturing me,” I moan out in frustration.
“Patience, love,” he replies with a wicked grin.
He leans down to capture my lips in a searing kiss as his hands roam over my body, igniting every nerve ending. My mind is hazy with desire as Kazrith picks up the pace once again, his movements becoming more urgent and frenzied.
My body is trembling with need as he drives me closer and closer to the edge.
He leans down to capture my lips in a fierce kiss, tongues tangling as we both approach the edge once again. My body trembles with need, and I know I won”t be able to hold back much longer.
I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the brink again, and this time Kazrith doesn”t stop me. He matches my pace as we move together in perfect synchronization.
His fingers dig into my hips as he buries himself deep inside me one final time, triggering my release. My body stiffens as I cry out his name, waves of ecstasy washing over me.
Kazrith follows soon after with a guttural groan, filling me with his own release.