Killian
He gripped her buttocks and lifted her up.
She let out a giggle before wrapping her legs around his waist. He sighed in pleasure as her smoke and cherry scent filled his nostrils.
He leaned in to give her a brief kiss before turning and carrying her to the bed.
He set her down and caged her against the mattress so he could reacquaint himself with her features.
She was even more beautiful in the wake of her Ascension.
The tiny heart-shaped mark beneath her left eye was new, and it stood out against the alabaster hue of her flawless skin.
Her hair fanned out around her like spilt ink, and the visage that he conjured in his mind during the past month was nowhere near as breathtaking as the real thing.
He felt her hands on his back, her fingernails grazing the skin. The feeling made his already firm cock ache with anticipation. He lifted his finger to trace the outline of her bottom lip, but she took his finger into her mouth to suck on it. Her eyes shimmered with gold as she did so.
“You drive me completely fucking crazy,” he murmured, the thought in his head slipping from his lips. He pressed his hips into hers, letting her feel how crazy she made him feel, and she emitted a low moan beneath him.
“I think it’s become my life’s purpose to make those sounds come out of you.” Killian pulled his finger from Ivy’s mouth to let his hand travel between their bodies.
He dropped his gaze to watch the path his hand took.
He traced the scar on her chest, before tracing circles around each of her nipples, smirking as they responded to his touch.
He continued downward, running his palm over her flat stomach before reaching the apex of her thighs.
He traced her lips with his finger, before delving inside.
She was deliciously wet, and he groaned at the warmth of her.
He circled her clit, and she writhed beneath him, ready for more.
He slipped two fingers inside and pumped them to prepare her.
He was rewarded with a moan in response.
But before she could get too much enjoyment out of his fingers, he withdrew them, and she whimpered at the loss.
He didn’t leave her waiting for long, as he wrapped his hand around his cock and positioned himself at her entrance.
“Do you still want this?” Killian thought he’d combust if she said no. Ivy squirmed beneath him, and as her nails dragged down his back again, it took all his willpower not to thrust into her then and there.
“Fuck yes,” she murmured, and he kissed her before sliding the tip of his cock through her wetness.
He broke the kiss so that he could look into her eyes as he slowly sank into her. He felt her clench against him, and he moved slowly as she adjusted to his size. He bit back a groan at the tightness of her, and he felt her hands clutch his back tightly.
“Are you okay?”
Ivy nodded before wrapping her legs around his waist. He returned his mouth to hers as he set a slow pace, simply wanting to savour the feel of her around him.
When her hips started to roll against his, he took it as a sign to pick up the pace, and he looked down to the place where their bodies joined as he thrust into her. He was enchanted by the sight of her writhing beneath him.
Ivy was a mess of moans and groans, cusses and curses, and the sounds that spilled from her mouth made him want this moment to last forever. She demanded more, harder, faster, and he was utterly hers to command. He gave her everything she wanted and was rewarded by more of those blissful sounds.
She was in the throes of pleasure, and he knew her release was swiftly approaching.
She arched her back against the mattress, exposing her throat and chest to him in a way that made his arousal surge.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to her throat, and he could feel her pulse thrumming beneath the skin.
He licked, sucked and nipped at the flesh, careful not to break the skin.
“I want to taste you,” he panted against her.
“You already have.”
“No, here.” He flicked his tongue against her throat to clarify.
“Oh, fuck yes,” she breathed, and the thrill he heard in her voice sent him into a frenzy.
He sank his fangs into the right side of her neck; the opposite side to where she bore her Creation scar.
He let out a low moan against her skin as her blood hit his tongue.
She tasted like salt and honey, and he could only manage one pull of her blood before the wound healed itself and closed.
But that one taste was enough, and it felt like her blood was an aphrodisiac.
With just one taste, he was instantly hit by a wave of pleasure that caused his climax to surge forth rapidly.
He thrust into her harder, losing all sense of the rhythm he’d formed.
Her nails ran down his back again, this time hard enough to break the skin, and she cried out loudly against him as she found her release.
The assault of sensations, combined with her muscles clenching around him, were enough to bring his climax rushing to the surface and he rode the wave of pleasure while his movements slowed to a standstill.
He withdrew his mouth from her neck to look at her, and as their eyes met, he was hit by a tidal wave of emotion.
Although he already thought the green-eyed female beneath him was irresistibly beautiful, he was now struck by the inexplicable sense that she was utterly and undeniably his.
He let out a shaky breath as he rolled to the side and wrapped his arms around her middle, holding her close.
“That was… earth-shattering,” she panted beside him, and he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder.
It was more than that. It was world-altering.