Chapter 21 Azahara #2
He lowered himself to her, and she could feel he was fully erect and pushing against her. The satin undies she cursed at that moment were soaking with her arousal.
It was as if her excitement fueled him, and he wouldn’t stop until it blazed, catching fire to her world.
His hand moved from her neck, drawing a line from her throat, between her bare breasts, down her stomach, and finding the fabric lining separating him from her soaked womanhood.
“Should’ve forgone these as well,” he whispered against her neck.
“And your entrapment?” Her words were breathy, barely audible.
He chuckled while moving his hand over the satin lining and placing his fingers where his tongue had been a few hours before. “Mmm, looks like I’ve made a mess.” His fingers stroked up and down, pushing ever so gently to break through her lips and feel the hardening bud.
Her moan came from her chest, low and needy. “Kaed—” She bit her lip, trying to keep herself contained.
“Yes, my life?” His life. Not his love, but his life.
“Take me, please.” Her tone was wispy and filled with desire. It had the right effect on Kaed, as she felt him twitch. His entire body pulsed with a radiating heat that was called to be unleashed.
His lips were at hers again, capturing them and biting her bottom lip.
Only briefly did he linger there, because soon he pulled away and stood at the end of the bed.
Being left flustered and breathing heavily, she peered down at him, her chest rising and falling in her view.
He stood there, slowly untying the knot of his pants.
Kaed was fit and muscular, his compact frame a testament to years of relentless training.
Every inch of him exuded strength and precision, as if he had been sculpted by discipline itself.
His arms and stomach flexed, sending heat surging through her body.
Though his scars whispered stories of past battles, it was the sharp definition of his abdomen that held her gaze.
The distinct V-shape carved into his lower torso guided her eyes downward—though, in truth, no direction was needed.
Just looking at him made her arousal stronger and the need for him as such.
“Do you need help with that?” she said, gathering herself to her hands and knees and crawling over to him. Kaed physically shivered and released a thick groan from his chest. It sent chills down her spine to see him weaken before her with such a simple act. “Seems like you’re having some trouble.”
His fingers released the untied string. One of his hands greeted her with a gentle caress of her chin. “No trouble, other than you, in this room.”
She bit her lip, and swung her legs off the bed, sitting before him. Her hands came to either side of his pants and she slipped a finger under its lining. As she began to lower them downward, Kaed tilted her head upward. Their eyes met, and the one that melted was him this time.
His fingers held her jaw gently while his thumb pressed against her lips.
The smile on her lips was that of the devilish kind.
She took it into her mouth with confidence.
Sucking softly and dragging her teeth gently against him.
An unfiltered moan escaped him, and her body filled with need for more of it.
The pants came down quickly, and he stood at attention for her.
His hand released her jaw, and she took the sight of his length in.
While there was never an expectation, she wasn’t disappointed.
Not that she couldn’t tell by how he felt in his pants, but seeing him before her made the excitement more thrilling.
Her hand came up, wrapping her fingers around his shaft, and under her gentle touch, he pulsated. Her eagerness got the better of her, and before she could think to explore more, she took him in.
Kaed cursed, his body tensing as the head of his shaft broke past her lips. The response that he gave her was nothing like she could have imagined. He had been borrowing the power she had all along.
She stroked back and forth, each time pushing just a little farther forward.
The deeper she went, the less control he had.
His heavy breathing accompanied now with his hand gripping her hair.
He tasted and smelled of musk, which caused her to feel intoxicated.
Drunk on the headiness it made her feel.
It made her movements faster, daring her to taste the ecstasy she had caused.
Her tongue pressed against the bottom of his shaft, and he let out a guttural moan. “Don’t do that, Red.” This voice was feral.
Pulling him from between her lips, she took him into her hand and slowly stroked from head to base. “Why? Don’t like that…”
“Quite the contrary.” His voice was on the verge of breaking. Kaed grinned as she looked up at him, seeing him again losing it to her touch. Being in control did something to her that she had no idea she’d enjoy.
“While I wouldn’t mind painting your throat like a canvas.
” His hands were under her arms quicker than she could protest. The mattress was soft, causing her to bounce as she was thrown on her back.
He was there instantly, free of all clothes and grabbing at the last piece of fabric that constrained them both. “I had something else in mind.”
Tossing her underwear across the room, he slid his face between her thighs and, with a strong tongue, took a long stride across her slit. She let out a loud gasp. She could have sworn in those seconds of him eating her out that he was drawing the alphabet.
A vibration came from his lips just before he leaned back from her, staring at her through passionate eyes. “Just making sure you were still wet.”
Breathlessly, she groaned out, “Could have just asked.”
“Where is the fun in that?” Sliding up her body, kissing every inch as he found her lips. She tasted herself and he, himself, as they locked lips. Something about mixing his arousal with hers was beyond erotic.
He only broke their lips apart to ask, “Ready for me?”
As if she could say no. “Don’t make me beg.”
Kaed groaned with sexual frustration and roughly retook her lips. Maybe next time, she would just beg.
His legs spread hers apart, and pressed his head to her entrance. She was soaked, and he was standing at full attention. They both were ready for one another.
He was gentle at first, sliding himself in.
The feeling of him breaking her walls and filling her was numbingly good.
Her toes curled the sheets, and her hips bucked as the hilt of his cock reached its peak.
As he did, they both let out a moan that was a mixture of a release of nerves and fulfillment.
They locked eyes briefly after he pulled from kissing her, allowing them both to breathe.
Then he leaned back from her, his knees spreading slightly to a firm stance. His hands taking her legs behind her knees, he began his rhythmic stride. Her legs relaxed, and she tossed her head backward. His cock burst through the seams of her hold on reality.
Why she didn’t look at him at that moment was beyond her explanation. It was as if her eyes were being forced shut by the pleasure. Even her hands and body moved without direction. The sheets between her fingers and hips rolled with him on each thrust.
The rhythm was easy to follow; with each push and pull, the gasps, moans, and cries sang a song to the beat.
Kaed seemed to enjoy the dance as he quickened his movements in and out of her.
She felt his head breaking and reemerging inside her, making her body bow and bend to his will.
Who had the power here? They both likely would say the other.
While Kaed was sending her body into another universe, she challenged his hold on space and time.
Taking that moment of him throwing his head back in uncontrollable desire, she leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his back, and pulled him down to her. His hand went down to catch himself instinctively, but with one look at her, he knew to allow what it was.
In one swift motion, she rolled him onto his back, never once letting him slip from inside of her. The movement had shifted him completely, filling her. He didn’t fit, and while that wasn’t surprising, the shock of its pressure caused her to move forward quickly.
Kaed’s hand rested on the back of her head. Breathy, he said, “Take your time.” She didn’t understand how he could be so hot and feral one moment and then caring and gentle the next. It turned her on more than it should have.
Her knees were situated on either side of him. She moved her hips forward and back, adjusting to fit him inside as best she could.
He threw his head back and sang a melody of gasps congratulating her for finding the right spot. She bit her lip and leaned upward slightly, her hands on his chest as she slowly rode him before taking the plunge and coming upright.
She put her hands onto his thighs, steading herself and biting roughly on her bruised lips. His hands were at her hips, not pulling or pushing her but keeping her steady as she created the rhythm.
All control over them was gone, and their desire guided them. A thin layer of sweat shined on them both.
She looked at him, and his eyes were a smolder, with such an intense magnetic pull that was impossible to resist. She could feel the corners of her eyes curving slightly with her mischievous smile. Everything about her was exuding confidence and that was driving him crazy.
Kaed’s hand ran up her hips and gripped a handful of both of her breasts. His thumb and index finger rolled the nipple between them. She let out a cry of pleasure, and he buckled under her.
His hands moved, and he leaned up, wrapping one of his arms around her and thrusting roughly inside her. She gasped and bit down on her lip. “Inside or on your beautiful body?” he whispered, pushing her down while simultaneously thrusting upward. Another moan, mixed with both pleasure and pain.
She couldn’t speak, the sensation too much for her to find the words.
A hand came up and took a handful of her hair. “Where do you want me?”
“Inside!” she cried out with a gasp.
Kaed kissed her before leaning back onto the bed. The feeling of his hand pressing against her abdomen and his thumb finding her clit sent her straight to her peak.
With a passion and intensity she had never felt before, her hips and legs moved to grind against not only his cock, but now his finger.
The heat that had been there early rose again, her legs trembling and back bent to its breaking point.
She could hear him calling her name, but her mind and body were not in the same realm.
She was splitting open, and there was nothing more she could do but give into the pressure that was pushing down on her. He filled her entirely with one last stride as his thumb played her final climax.
Kaed burst at his own seam, letting go of his pent-up load and releasing it inside her. Her body trembled and shuddered as it began to flow from her, as she was filled with too much. The intense pressure it caused her made her body twitch and fall into Kaed’s open arms.
They both breathed heavily. Her heart rate thrummed in her throat. She had never experienced or written anything like this before. Nothing would compare to what she had just experienced and, by the Mother, she wanted to remember. Please remember it. Please. She willed herself never to forget.
Kaed shifted her over to his side, sliding out of her and causing her to release a gasp of relief.
He didn’t get up but kept his arms around her, holding her close to him. “That was…”
“Incredible,” she whispered, still trying to catch her breath. “Perfect. Something out of this realm.” Kaed laughed, and she smiled, brushing her nose against his chest.
“All of that and more. I could fill a book with all the words to describe that, and you.” His fingertips brushed along her shoulder. “Do you want me to get you cleaned up?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.
“Later.” She felt his fingers running along her shoulder, up to her hair, where he softly scratched her scalp. “Sleep beckons,” she murmured, draping a leg over his waist and settling into the curve of his body.
Kaed wrapped his other arm around her back without another word, continued massaging her head until sleep settled her in its embrace.