Chapter 20
Twenty
Kayden
My eyes drop to Dani’s lips as she plays with her piercing, and it takes every bit of my restraint not to tug her body over my face.
Reaching forward to grab Dani’s hips, I guide her over my chest, both legs on either side of me. I settle back on the pillow, all the while Dani has her eyes completely focused on my own.
“Come here, spitfire. I want that pretty pussy on my lips.”
Dani smirks and does as she’s told, both hands gripping the headboard. That’s my girl.
She hovers over my face as I run my tongue through her wetness, and I can’t help but chuckle. “If I wanted you to hover, Dani, I would have said that. Sit your pussy on my face. Now.”
She lets her weight settle over my face so I can lick and nibble and suck with abandon. My hands knead her ass and spread her cheeks until she’s moaning, her panting coming faster and faster. I guide her pace, setting a slow rhythm that quickly has her growing frustrated.
“Fuck, Kayden. I need more, please. I’m so close.”
Her legs squeeze my head as though emphasizing her point. With one final swipe of her clit, I slightly lift her off my face to prevent her orgasm.
Dani releases a string of curses and I chuckle as I peer up at her looking down at me.
“Ughhh! Stop fucking edging me, Kayden.”
“Just a little longer, spitfire. I want to feel your pussy tighten on my cock when you finally shatter.”
Pushing her up, I slide out from under her and move behind her. “Stay just like that, Dani.”
She keeps her grip on the headboard but looks back at me, suspicion in her gaze.
I reach down and grab my discarded knife. Dani has the beginnings of my initial—time to give her the rest.
Her eyes widen when she sees me bring the knife closer, but there’s also arousal burning in her gaze. That dark part of me bleeds through my defenses and the need to mark her becomes unbearable.
Smirking at Dani, I bring the knife to her ass cheek and trace the line I already marked into her flesh. Dani shivers as the cold metal presses into her skin, and I relish in the effect I have on her.
Ever so gently, I trail the knife down her spine, eliciting a sharp intake of breath as she looks at me over her shoulder.
“There’s something intoxicating in the way I could so easily end your life right now, angel.
That I could use this knife and watch as your life force runs in rivers down your body.
” She looks at me with equal parts fear and arousal, but I continue on.
“But nothing—and I mean nothing—could move me to do that. The darkness you glimpse, it might beg for it, but you, Dani, are not a soul I ever want to be extinguished. You are mine. You are mine to crave, to fuck, to mark, and to love as only I can. And make no mistake—I do love you, Dani. It might be obsessive and demanding, and maybe you haven’t come to terms with that yet, but you will. ”
I hold her stare, daring her to challenge anything I just said.
Her lips fall open on a gasp as I push the knife into her flesh, blood welling to the surface.
She whimpers but holds still, and fuck if I can’t help but to reward her resolve.
Reaching forward with my other hand, I slide over her stomach before dipping between her legs, circling her clit in an effort for her to ride the delicate line blurring pain and pleasure.
She responds immediately, her hips jumping at the contact of my fingers on her clit and the knife cutting into her ass cheek.
I carve the top line of my initial as her blood drips down her thigh, intent on making this as clean of a cut as possible.
I pause with the knife but increase my pace working her clit, determined to override the pain with pleasure.
Dani’s eyes close as she rides my hand, her desperation to come releasing moans and pleas for more.
“You’re doing so good, angel.”
She hums at my praise and I bring the knife back to her cheek.
One more line and my initial will be complete.
I stop my teasing on her clit and grab my cock, running the tip through her dripping pussy.
Her head falls back on a moan, allowing me to make the last mark quick and efficient as I slam my cock into her tight pussy.
Before Dani even has time to process the pain from the slash I just put in her flesh, I drop the knife and grip her hair as I pound into her.
My thrusts are punishing as the headboard slams into the wall, her moans a sweet symphony as my cock stretches her and my barbells massage her inner walls.
I feel Dani tighten impossibly further and I let out a strangled moan as my thrusts become slower but harder.
Feeling just how close she is to coming, I reach forward to work her clit, rubbing tight circles where she needs it most. Her walls flutter around me and I give her clit a pinch, toppling her over the ledge as her orgasm shatters her.
I don’t relent though. I thrust faster, chasing my own release.
Dani slumps against the headboard as I come with a grunt, my hips jerking as my cock paints her walls with thick ropes of cum.
Catching my breath, I knead her back muscles while she pants against the pillows. She lets out a pleased moan and mumbles something I can’t quite make out.
I chuckle. “Was it that good, spitfire?” I ask as I slowly pull out. My cum pours from her pussy and I fight the urge to shove it back in. I know she’s on birth control, but a wild side of me rears its head as I imagine her belly swollen with my child.
More mumbling.
Shaking my head with a smirk, I make my way into the bathroom, wash my hands, and get a warm, wet rag to clean her up. Before I leave, I open my medicine cabinet to grab the triple antibiotic ointment to put on my mark.
I return to the room to find she hasn’t moved an inch.
Her ass is still up in the air and I take a second to appreciate the view.
Her dark wavy strands spill over the pillows, her ass is red from my cuts, and the blood has dried along her flesh.
A part of me swells with pride at seeing my mark on her—a mark to serve as a reminder every time she looks in the mirror.
Walking to her side of the bed, I run the washcloth over her sensitive skin.
She jumps as I slide the rag between her swollen lips to clean our combined cum from her body.
Fuck, I want to take this tight pussy all over again.
Shaking myself from the mental images of my cock buried in her sweet heat, I wipe the bed clean and apply the ointment to the fresh cuts.
She lowers her body to the bed with a satisfied sigh that has me smirking.
She turns her head and peeks over at me with heavy eyes.
“Kayden… I don’t think I can walk.”
“It’s a good thing you’re not going to be doing any walking any time soon. It’s 1:00 A.M., angel. We don’t need to be up for another eight hours.”
“I think I need twelve hours to recover. That was… well… it was intense. Good—like really fucking good—but also really intense. I’m pretty sure you’ve ruined me.”
“As much as I would love for you to continue stroking my ego, let’s get these sheets changed and lay down. I need you in my arms.”
She looks nervous, almost like she wants to say something but thinks better of it.
I know Dani. As much as she doesn’t want to admit it to herself, I know her.
She’s overwhelmed, scared, and fighting her feelings.
It’s written so plainly on her face. The physical?
The sex? Piece of cake for her. Facing the fact that I stalked her?
The emotions? The growing feelings? Not so much.
If Dani thought we would be a quick fuck, I’m sorry to think that she’ll be sorely disappointed.
I don’t think I could ever get enough of her now that I’ve had her.
She consumes me—every single part of me.
The hold she has over me—over my heart—is no easy feat.
I would burn the world to ashes only to rebuild it in her image.
I thought I had it bad three years ago, well it’s nothing compared to what I feel for her now.
Now, I just have to convince her to lower her shields and let me in—convince her she feels the same for me.
With the sheets changed and exhaustion weighing heavily on us both, I pull her into my arms and lay a kiss to her head.
“If you thought I ruined you, spitfire, it’s nothing compared to how you’ve ruined me.”