10. Camilla
CHAPTER TEN
CAMILLA
I t takes me a while to figure out what woke me up.
I’m not cold or overheated.
There’s no sound in the room or beyond that would rouse me from the deep sleep I was enjoying just a few moments ago.
The heaviness in my chest has finally given way to relief now that Kovu is wrapped around me, holding onto me like I’m his very reason for breathing.
And that’s when I figure it out.
Deft fingers brush over my bare pussy, dragging a soft mewl from my throat.
Before we got into bed, Kovu and I showered together, washing the blood and grime off one another before he dressed me in one of his shirts and held me as we both allowed our bodies to relax.
But my lack of panties has given him easy access.
I press my ass back against his hard length, moaning when I feel his hardness pressed against me.
“I was hoping to fuck you in your sleep, Little Lamb,” he rumbles, and the admission makes me grind down into his hand. That shouldn’t be so hot. I shouldn’t want that.
But fuck I do.
The idea of waking up with one of them inside me, of them using my body the way they need while I’m asleep, does something to me that I don’t allow myself to analyze.
“Fuck, you like the sound of that, don’t you, Little Lamb?” he murmurs against the shell of my ear as he presses two fingers to my entrance, teasing me but not slipping inside where I need him. “Your little cunt is so wet at the idea. I bet you’d come so prettily as you woke up, dazed and confused.”
Another moan falls from between my lips as I nod against the pillow.
It’s still dark in the room, but slivers of light peek around the edge of the curtains, allowing just enough light for him to see the movement.
“Does my desperate little whore need me to make her come?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please make me come.”
“You can beg better than that, Cami.” He snakes a hand around my front and grasps my throat, holding me tight enough my pussy clenches around nothing. “If you ask nicely, I might just give you what you need.”
A whimper escapes my throat, and I can’t help but grind my hips back against him in search of some kind of relief. “Please, Kovu. Please make me come. I need you so badly.” The words come out rushed and breathy, but I don’t care.
All I care about is getting the release my body so desperately craves.
“There’s my good girl,” he murmurs against my shoulder a moment before his teeth clamp down through his shirt. The fabric does little to shield me from the sharp pain, but he knows by now that I need it just as badly as he does.
He presses two thick fingers inside me, and the pinch of discomfort at the initial stretch has a moan falling from my lips before I can catch it.
He doesn’t waste time teasing me, instead, he sets a steady rhythm that is so close to what I need but leaves me a breath away from the orgasm my body craves.
“Your pussy is so fucking wet for me, Camilla. You have no idea how badly I want to fuck your tight pussy so hard you’ll be feeling me for a week.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please fuck me. I need your cock. Please.”
Tears of frustration and pleasure and relief that we even have the chance to have this moment fall against my cheeks, and I bury my face in the pillow to wipe them away.
I want him to hurt me.
I want to feel him.
I want the reminder of this moment in the days ahead. We have no idea what to expect next, but if I can just hold onto this moment, it might make it easier.
“When you ask so nicely, how could I possibly deprive you of what you need, Little Lamb?”
His fingers are replaced with the blunt head of his cock, and I don’t bother to catch the moan that falls from my lips.
Kovu doesn’t make me wait before he presses himself forward, tearing a scream from my throat as his thickness stretches me. The burn is intoxicating, and I find myself lost in the pleasure and the pain as it wars inside me.
“Fuck, Cami,” he grunts against my shoulder. “You’re so fucking warm and tight.”
“More,” I moan. “Please, Kovu. I want you to make me hurt. I need your pain.”
He chuckles, the sound low and deep and menacing, but it just makes me pulse around him desperately. “Your wish is my command. Hold on, Little Lamb.”
Without warning, he leans us forward and presses my body into the mattress so hard I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to.
He pins my legs between his thick thighs, holding me prisoner as he grasps my ass cheeks and spreads them, allowing him to push deeper. The new angle allows him to slip deeper, which almost completely overwhelms me.
I grasp onto the sheets beneath me as he sets a punishing pace. The bite of pain during every thrust keeps me in the moment as my body tumbles toward a release I want almost as desperately as I want the man who’s fucking me.
Kovu’s fingers brush over my ass a moment before he slaps his palm down on the soft flesh. The shock of pain forces a cry from my throat before he does it again.
Over and over again he spanks me, and each hit brings me closer to the edge.
“I want you to come for me, Little Lamb, and then I’m going to fuck your tight little asshole.”
My eyes widen at the idea. He feels huge inside my pussy and I’ve been fucked over and over again by the four well-endowed men over the last few months. How the hell does he think he’s going to fit in my ass?
Kovu chuckles. “Don’t worry, Camilla. I’ll make it fit.”
His fingers grasp the back of my neck and push my face deeper into the pillow until my moans are muffled in the fabric.
Another spank lands in a particularly sensitive spot, and I crash over the edge without warning.
My orgasm completely overwhelms me, and I tremble as my release takes over. Tears soak the pillow, and my sweat-slicked skin brushes over the sheets as Kovu fucks me through it.
“Fuck, Camilla. You have no idea how fucking good your pussy feels when you come around my cock.” His fingers brush over my sensitive rosebud, and the sensation drags my orgasm out.
Without warning he drops his fingers lower, gathering some of my wetness before pressing two fingers into my asshole. The intense fullness throws me from one release to another, my entire body shaking under the pleasure that batters down on me.
“Good girl,” Kovu rumbles. “Look how well you take my cock and my fingers. Your ass is going to look so fucking pretty stretched around me.”
He presses me harder into the mattress, his huge hand wrapped around the back of my neck as he uses my body the way he craves, and I love every fucking second.
After what feels like an eternity, my release ebbs, and I can catch my breath, however labored it may be against the pillow.
Kovu withdraws from my pussy, and a desperate moan escapes my throat at how empty I feel without him inside me.
“Don’t worry, Cami. I’ve got you,” he croons as he pulls his fingers free and reaches for the bedside table.
The darkness doesn’t give me much opportunity to see what he’s doing, but I catch sight of a bottle as he leans back over me, and a moment later, cool liquid slips between my cheeks.
I hear skin slapping against skin, and I realize he must be lubing up his cock as well, and if I wasn’t so boneless already, I’d be rolling over to watch, even if he does still have me pinned beneath him.
“You ready, Little Lamb?”
“Yes,” I murmur, my voice shaking slightly. I want this. I want to give him everything he wants and needs. But that doesn’t mean I’m not a little scared at the idea of him fucking my ass for the first time, especially because he’s not exactly known for being gentle.
Kovu presses the head of his cock against the tight hole, and I force myself to hold still as he begins pressing forward. The initial stretch is painful, making me want to scramble out from under him and away from the intrusion, but I know better than to run from Kovu. The last time I made that mistake, he carved his claim into the skin of my ass. I’d rather not repeat that experience so soon after the first time.
“Breathe in for me, Cami,” Kovu says softly, and I do as I’m told, forcing a deep breath into my lungs. “Good girl,” he praises. “Now breathe out.”
I follow his command, and as I do, he slips deeper inside me.
A scream tears from my throat at how intense the stretch of him is. Holy fuck.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” I force through gritted teeth.
“Yes, you can, Little Lamb. I know it hurts right now, but I promise I’ll make it good. I promise I’ll make it feel so fucking good.” His voice is heavy with lust and restraint, and I realize how hard he’s trying not to hurt me, something that’s completely out of character for him.
I force myself to breathe through the pain, biting the inside of my cheek so hard I taste blood as he bottoms out inside me.
“Fuck, Little Lamb, your ass looks fucking incredible wrapped around me,” he breathes. He brushes his fingers down my spine, holding himself still for long moments as I grow accustomed to the foreign feeling of him inside my ass.
Little by little, the pain morphs into something else, something sinful that makes me desperate for more.
I wiggle beneath him, trying to lift my hips to force him to move, but the position he has me in makes it impossible, by design, I imagine.
“Kovu,” I whine. “I need you to move.”
A deep chuckle fills the quiet room. “You’re too fucking perfect for me, Cami. I’m never going to let you go.”
The words make my heart clench at the same time he retreats until only his head is still inside me before he thrusts forward again, taking my breath right from my lungs. His hands come down on either side of my shoulders, the mattress dipping under his weight as he presses me into the sheets with his entire body against my back, his shirt the only thing remaining between us.
“Oh my god, Kovu,” I sob into the pillow.
“We’ve been through this, Camilla. When I’m fucking you, the only divine being that’s here is the fucking devil.”
If I wasn’t so overcome with sensations, I’d probably laugh at his words, but I can’t force any other sound from my body aside from desperate moans.
Kovu’s lips press to the shell of my ear, his breath whispering against my oversensitive skin. “Touch your pretty little pussy for me, Cami. I want to feel your ass milk my cock.”
There’s a moment where I think about arguing with him, but I know better than that. When it comes to sex, my men are the ones calling the shots, and I’m more than okay with that.
I slip my hand beneath me and find my soaking wet pussy and overstimulated clit. I drag my bottom lip between my teeth as I begin circling the bundle of nerves, swallowing the desperate sound that tries to rise from the back of my throat. I have no idea how I’m so fucking close to the edge again already, but perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised at this point. My men know exactly how to play my body.
“You’re pulsing around me, Cami,” Kovu grunts. “Keep playing with your pussy, baby.”
I moan as my hips rock back and forth, trying to fuck myself on his cock at the same time as grinding on my own hand.
“Imagine how fucking good it’s going to feel when we fuck you together, Little Lamb. I’ll be fucking your ass while Bishop fucks your pretty pussy. We’ll be stretching you until you can barely take it, but you will, won’t you, baby? You’ll take every fucking thing we give you, and you’ll come so fucking hard for us,” he whispers against the shell of my ear, and his words drag me to the edge until I’m dangling there, desperate for another release just minutes after my last one.
“You’re close, aren’t you, Little Lamb? Just the thought of us fucking you together, of us using your pretty body any fucking way we please gets you off, doesn’t it?”
I nod against the pillow as a strangled sob escapes my throat. “Yes. Fuck yes.”
“Such a good little whore for us,” he praises. “You know Crew likes to watch, don’t you, Cami? So maybe Kaos could fuck your mouth so we’re filling all your holes and Crew will be watching, waiting for his turn when you’re spent and will take anything he gives you.”
That’s what does it.
My orgasm crashes over me, and a scream so loud and unfamiliar tears from me as my entire body trembles beneath him.
Kovu’s thrusts become wild and unmeasured as he chases his own release. His grunts mix with my moans in a symphony of pleasure I never thought we’d get to enjoy again.
But he’s here.
He’s here with me.
And I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure it stays that way.