29. SIREN
29
SIREN
T he water rains down over me as Reaper slams my back against the cold tiles, and despite the burns on my back that we only just finished first aid for, I can’t help but lean into the coldness, finding the sweetest relief.
His lips come down on mine as I reach between us, curling my hand around the base of his thick cock and slowly pumping my hand. My thumb roams over his tip and makes him shudder against me.
“Fuuuuck,” he groans, his lips moving against mine before lowering to the sensitive skin below my ear. I can’t help but tilt my head to the side, allowing him more space to roam, and as he does just that, his fingers find my entrance while holding my thigh up with his other hand.
Two thick fingers dive deep inside of me, curling just the way I like it, and massaging my needy walls. I grind against the heel of his palm, and without skipping a beat, he stretches his thumb up to my clit, rolling tight, fast circles that drive me wild with need.
“Oh god,” I groan, tipping my head back in elation as the sweetest pleasure pulses through my body.
Reaper lifts his head from my neck, holding my stare. “No, baby. I’m your fucking god now, and you worship me on your fucking knees.”
“Oh yeah?” I question, my lips quirking into a wild grin.
His only response is to hold my stare and before he gets a chance to drop his lips back to my neck, I fall to my knees and worship him the only way I know how. Opening my mouth wide, I take his thick cock right to the back of my throat as his glorious body protects me from the flow of water raining down over us.
My tongue works up and down his impressive length, rolling over the tip of his salty cock before hungrily diving back in. I keep my hand around the base of his cock, slowly working him up and down, matching the rhythm of my mouth, and as he braces his hand against the shower tiles, I know I’ve got him right where I want him.
“Spread your pretty thighs, Kienna,” he demands, watching me from above, and fuck, the way he says my name in that deep, gravelly voice almost has me coming undone. “Show me how you work your sweet clit while you take my cock.”
Not having the heart to deny this exceptional man, I oblige before the words have even finished leaving his mouth, spreading my thighs as far as they’ll go before showing him exactly how much I like it. My fingers roll over my clit, and while it’s certainly not the way he works me with his fingers deep inside of me, it’ll still get the job done.
I take him right to the back of my throat, moaning as I work my clit, and when he reaches down with his free hand and curls it into the back of my hair, I tease him with my tongue. I give him everything I’ve got as I grind against my fingers, and feeling that familiar build deep inside of me, I push myself further, taking him even deeper and listening to the sound of his desperate grunts.
He’s on the edge, and nothing has ever made me feel so fucking feminine in my life. I need him to come, need to taste his warm seed hitting the back of my throat.
I push him further, taking him right to the edge, enjoying this more than any woman has the right to, and as I take and take, I throw us both over the edge. My orgasm comes shooting through me, but I don’t stop fucking him with my mouth as the pleasure explodes within me, coursing through my veins and making my toes curl.
Reaper comes with me, his hold tightening in my hair as he curses under his breath, but it’s his hot, salty seed that hits the back of my throat that has me giddy with excitement, knowing just how quickly I can bring this man to his knees. I swallow down every drop on offer, and only when we both come down from our highs do I release him, simply staring up at him with a smile as he watches me in wonder.
“Holy fucking shit,” he mutters, his chest heaving with heavy breaths. “Why the fuck haven’t we done that before now?”
A laugh rumbles through my chest, and before I can come up with some bullshit response, his hands are on me, pulling me back to my feet and slamming me against the cool tiles again. He kisses me with a fierce hunger, and I melt into him as he lifts me off the ground and wraps my legs around his waist, keeping me pinned with his hips.
I feel him harden between us, and I realize that after my performance on my knees, he’s ready to settle the score, and I won’t lie, I love that level of enthusiasm in a man.
His pelvis grinds against my core, and as a desperate groan tears from within my chest, he drops his lips to my neck. I’m already so worked up, and the idea of waiting even a second longer sends me into a near panic. “Please,” I beg. “I need you inside of me.”
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “I can’t resist when you say please.”
Good to know. I file that little piece of information away for later, and when he shifts his hips back and lines that perfect, thick cock up with my entrance, a giddiness rumbles through me. He inches forward, and as his tip pushes inside, my hips begin to jolt, the desperation taking control.
“Reaper,” I beg.
He pushes further, and my walls begin to stretch around him, adjusting to his sweet intrusion, and when it becomes too much for both of us, he slams the rest of the way inside me. “Fuck,” he grunts through a clenched jaw as he pauses, both of us needing a minute before he starts to move.
My walls contract around him, frantically trying to adjust to his sheer size as I knot my fingers into the back of his hair and hold on for dear life. “Fuck me, Reaper.”
He groans and despite not being quite ready, he draws his hips back, and when he finally slams into me again, we both groan. “Oh God,” I grunt, grasping his massive shoulder with my other hand, my nails digging into his warm skin as he holds me against the wall.
His hips pull back again, and I can’t tear my eyes off him, watching as his whole body rolls with his powerful thrusts. It’s everything, and as he fucks me, I completely come apart.
My eyelids flutter as my eyes roll with pleasure, and as my walls squeeze around his thick cock, he grunts, barely able to hold on. “Fuck, Siren.”
“Kienna,” I demand. “Call me Kienna.”
He groans deeply and leans back, thrusting his cock deep inside of me. He gives me exactly what I want in the form of that deep, gravelly tone that always drives me wild. “Take it, Kienna . Let me feel your tight little cunt come on my cock.”
“Oh God.”
His words are too much, and without warning, I explode around him, my walls violently convulsing as my whole body spasms, my hips frantically jolting with wild pleasure. It storms through my body like a tsunami crashing over me, pulsing heavily through my veins and sending the most potent ecstasy through my body.
I throw my head back, not able to handle the raw intensity, but with my body pinned against the wall, I have no choice but to take everything he gives me. “Fuuuck,” he groans as my world is thoroughly rocked, and as my cunt squeezes around him, he comes with me, shooting hot spurts of cum deep inside of me.
He doesn’t stop moving, and with every thrust, his pelvis grinds against my sensitive clit, sending shivers sailing through my body and increasing the intensity.
My nails are deep in his skin, and I only notice when a trail of blood mixes with the water and falls over his massive shoulder, and judging by the pure elation on his face, he didn’t notice either.
I release my hold on him, and as we both start coming down, he braces his arm against the wall above my head, leaning into me as we each try to catch our breath. “Fuck, baby,” he says, adjusting his hold on me as I try to lower myself to my feet and stand on shaking legs.
Needing the protection of his big body to keep me upright, I place my hand against his chest and feel just how fast his heart is racing as he clutches my waist. His forehead drops to mine, our chests moving as one. “If I ever lost you, Kienna . . .”
He doesn’t finish his sentence, but I nod, knowing exactly what he’s trying to say as I feel it just as strongly within my own heart. “I’d sooner give up my own life than ever have to face one without you,” I tell him. “You, me, and Shadow.”
“Family,” he says.
I nod, and we stay just like that until the water begins to run cold, and we’re forced out of the shower. He wraps me in a towel before grabbing another for himself, and by the time we’re finally dressed and climbing into bed, a heaviness washes over me.
Reaper pulls me into his arms, his fingers dancing across my skin as I lay against his chest in one of his many black shirts. “Sleep, Kienna. You need to rest, then when we wake, we’ll figure out how the hell we’re supposed to pull this off in the next—” Reaper pauses, checking the time on his phone. “Forty-two hours.”
The idea of our time running out makes me feel sick, and all I can do is nod against his chest, but the exhaustion is creeping up on me fast, and I know just how right he is. We both have to sleep if we’re going to have any chance of coming up with a plan that could possibly get all three of us out of this godforsaken town alive.
“Forty-two hours,” I repeat, the heaviness clear in my tone.
“We’ll figure something out,” he promises. “We didn’t come this far just to lose it all at the finish line.”
Trusting him with my life, I nod, and just as I go to close my eyes, the door barges open, and in a flash, Shadow is standing at the foot of our bed, my gun resting so casually in her hand.
We both sit up, my eyes wide as I take her in. “I’m sorry,” she tells us, her eyes filled with a strange mix of fear and betrayal. Then, before I have a chance to even move, she pulls the trigger, sending a bullet straight through the center of Reaper’s chest.
I scream, my heart racing in fear as Reaper’s heavy body slams back down against the mattress, blood immediately pouring from the wound in his chest. “NO,” I scream, slamming my hands against his chest before looking back at Shadow in horror, unable to recognize the girl looking back at me.
“It’s the only way,” she says as his blood pours over my fingers.
I shake my head, fear pounding through my chest as I do everything to save Reaper, only I see the intention in her eyes and I know I’m next. “No, Shadow,” I panic, knowing if I go down, there’s nobody left to save Reaper. “Don’t do this. Don’t—”
BANG!