CHAPTER XI #9
Keane groans and immediately presses his hips forward, pushing past my lips.
I take all of him, bringing my hand with me as I slide my mouth down his shaft and then suck him back, feeling him twitch against my tongue.
My eyes remain on the mirror, on his length and my lips as I bring my mouth forward again, watching his hands grip my hair even tighter.
Keane’s own lips begin to part just moments after, his eyes staring down at me as he thrusts forward in heated desire, this time a little harder.
“I’m going to move now, trouble,” he pulls his hips out just as I moan. “This is the line and it’ll be rough. Tap the back of my thigh if you need me to stop…”
Keane thrusts into my hand before I can give an answer, his length filling my mouth and the back of my throat as I surround him with my lips.
I cry at the fullness of him, cry at the pure desire that I see in his eyes as he watches himself disappear past my lips.
His length glides out and then pushes back in, filling me again as I watch myself take him, watch my own body move at the sight of the two of us meeting so roughly.
Keane’s hands on the back of my head grip my hair, holding me steady against each thrust of his hips.
He continues this way with a passion, his narrowed eyes watching how much I can take, loving how much I can take.
His head tips back with a groan, his length flexing hard in my mouth when my lips nearly reach the base of him.
I almost come at the sight of him in his own pleasure, wanting to give him more.
Fuck.
This is so damn hot.
And I can’t stop watching.
Can’t stop watching my body move under him, taking him so perfectly as he always does for me.
His thrusts grow needier, moving roughly in my mouth as he said he would, his hands at the back of my head pushing me forward so that I feel him every time at the back of my throat.
But every one of his pumps only fuels me more, and I’m watching as my own need for him turns heavy and my hips start grinding to the rhythm we’re setting.
My body is igniting for him, his groans of pleasure spurring my own until I’m moaning around his cock without stop.
“Fuck, you’re so damn good, Alexis.”
Keane is back to watching the two of us in the mirror, his hands tangling in my hair as he fucks my mouth without any reprieve.
My knees begin to shake, my body building at the pure masculinity of him.
He’s taking me as aggressively as he wants, yet the look in his eyes as he does tells me I’m the only one he ever wants to experience this with.
Keane pulls out swiftly and without warning, his hands falling to my neck before he takes a heavy step around me. I watch him take a knee behind me, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror as he pushes me towards the ground.
“Keane!”
The King thrusts in so hard that my whole body rocks forward with a loud moan. I catch myself just in time, my palms landing at my front as I tilt my ass high.
“Watch us, Alexis,” he groans, moving his hips as he angles himself deeper. “See what I see when I make you mine. When I make you come.”
Elder Father and Mother, this man.
His hands on my hips grip mine aggressively, pulling me towards him so that I feel every inch of his length within me.
Keane slides out and then thrusts back in, the heavy move igniting a scream from my lips before he starts to take me possessively.
I’m drowning at the sight of him. At the way his eyes fall on mine to watch my body react, catching each one of my moans with a smile behind his lips.
My hips move for him, my full body rocked not just by his touch but by his passion.
Never have I let anyone claim me in the way he does.
And never have I had so much trust in a man to bring me to so much pleasure as Keane does.
Everything about him is just so aggressively attractive, the sight of him so commanding that I feel my legs spreading wider for more.
He does this to me. Has always done this to me.
It’s his confidence and hold over my body.
He’s gentle when its needed, rough when it’s wanted, and right now I can’t stop every crying moan that comes from my lips as he fucks me into a trembling mess.
“Together, Alexis. Watch us.”
Keane holds my hips hard as his next thrust makes my full body quiver.
I take my glance off the two of us and look back into his eyes, his next thrust feeling so good that I moan his name and jerk my hips into his.
Keane’s smile is sly, knowing that he has me, so I take a deep breath and brace myself, letting him rock me forward with each pump until we’re screaming each other’s names in our release.
I sag forward in my climax but Keane is there to catch me, releasing his hold from my hips as his arms wrap around my waist in a tight embrace. He leans down to the ground quickly, stopping my fall, his body wrapping around mine before he takes us both to the floor.
“Fuck, Keane” I sigh in his arms, “that was something else.”
He angles the two of us next to each other, our hearts racing against the other’s.
“No other man, Alexis,” he groans, pulling my chest to his as his lips reach for my shoulder. He bites it roughly, as if to add weight to his words, and smiles as my full body twitches into his in surrender.
“You say that as if every man that lays eyes on me wants to be with me,” I sigh, laying my head into the crux of his neck.
Keane pushes his still hardened length against me. “They do.”
“Keane,” I laugh and shake my head.
“Do you want me to name them for you, Alexis?” he grumbles against my shoulder. “I’ll start from the beginning. When I first met you…”
“No!” I cry out quickly and wiggle into his body. “No, Keane. Don’t.”
Keane’s hand darts up between us, landing on my breast.
“You truly have no idea how men look at you, do you, Alexis?”
I slowly lift my head from his chest and narrow my eyes on his sharp Discerni face. His fingers start to caress my nipple, the look behind his eyes filled with an undying fire.
“I know how you look at me, Keane,” I say softly, “and that’s all I need. It’s all I’ve ever needed since the first time you watched me in Marybeth’s tavern. Why would I care about any others?”
“I’m not asking that you do…” he shakes his head.
He brings an elbow to the ground, lifting himself up from the ground before he moves his fingers over my temple.
“Only that you recognize your own beauty. You are a force, Alexis. And I’m not the only one who sees it.”
Keane draws my hair away from my face and leans down to press his lips onto mine.
His tongue darts into my mouth swiftly, kissing me with such passion that it adds strength to his words.
I moan and kiss him for all I’m worth, grabbing the black chain that rests across his neck as I pull him towards me.
“Your lips,” I whisper against his, “your eyes. Your body and your hands. You. You are the only thing I crave. The only one I want looking at me. The only person who does this to me…”
I press my full body into his.
“I feel my beauty when I’m with you, Keane. I feel daring under your hands and the full being of you. You were right to have us watch each other. I only move this way under your eyes, your force. And I like who I am when I do. I like the way you make me feel.”
“Ancients, Alexis,” he groans, “where the fuck have you been all my life.”
Keane quickly pushes me down to the ground and maneuvers his body on top of mine.
I’m taken by surprise at the full swiftness of him, feeling his knee push against the inside of my thigh as he spreads my legs so easily.
His hands and lips move heatedly down my breasts as he pushes my back into the ground, their movements dipping even lower until he stops just at my hips.
I watch him with my heart pounding against my chest, watch as his brown eyes look at me in hunger before his hands reach for my thighs and wrap around to my ass. He pulls my lower body up just as his lips come crashing down, his tongue reaching straight for the entry of my pussy.
Oh, no.
I’m already hot. Too hot.
I won’t be able to handle this.
I bring my hands to his hair and grip him hard, feeling the intensity behind his mouth.
Keane’s tongue, Ancients, his tongue… it moves so skillfully against me, sparking those sensitive nerves into a hotter build that has me panting within a breath.
His hands hold me steadily to that hunger, willing my body not to move as he lavishes me in his own desire, licking and sucking until all I can do is hold onto his hair and let him have his way with me.