Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
KELLAN
Seeing Nova talk to Aurora all through dinner knocked something loose in my chest. I’ve been talking to my niece, but there’s been something missing in our communication.
It’s the way Nova lights up with excitement at everything Aurora says and the way she listens intently.
I watched and tried to take mental notes because I want to have a good relationship with her.
When she asked me about wanting kids, I was honest in my answer.
My brother and I had a shitty time growing up, and I never wanted to risk putting children in the same position.
Maybe it’s the reason I worked so hard to build something, because I didn’t want anyone I cared about to end up homeless and alone.
It could also be why I kept everyone at arm’s length.
The night I got the call about my brother and I discovered he had a child, part of me was so angry at him for dying because he left Aurora alone.
Her mother died giving birth, so he was all she had left.
But the longer I sat with my anger, the more I was able to understand that what I was really feeling was grief.
I lost a brother I didn’t really know, but he gave me a gift in his passing.
Now as Aurora’s guardian, I have the chance to do things differently.
Tonight I got a glimpse of what I want my future to look like and how I can be the parent Aurora needs. This plan includes Nova, so now all I have to do is make sure she stays. Forever.
“Come kneel in front of me,” I say to her as I slide my chair back from the table. Her eyes widen in surprise, but she gets up from her seat. “You’re going to apologize with your mouth.”
Her expression changes to confusion as she kneels between my legs and looks up at me through her lashes. “But I already said I was sorry.”
“Not with words, sweet girl,” I say as I cup her cheek with one hand and reach for the front of my pants with the other. She blushes at the term of endearment, and I slide my thumb over her pretty pink cheek. “You’re going to take me into your mouth and please me.”
“I’ve never done this before,” she whispers when my cock spills out of my boxer briefs in front of her face.
“I’m going to teach you,” I say as I slide my hand to the back of her head and thread my fingers in her hair. My cock is standing straight up, the head fat and already leaking cum. “Keep your lips soft as I guide you up and down.”
She nods as she parts them, and my hand in her hair tightens. I use my other hand to grab the base of my cock and guide it between her lips. The first touch of her wet heat makes the thick vein on the underside of my cock pulse.
“Good girl,” I tell her as I push her slowly down my length. “You’re doing it perfectly.” When I get to the back of her throat, she lets out a little whimper, but I hold her tightly in place. “Swallow.”
When she does what I tell her to, I groan with pleasure and then slowly slide her back up to the tip. I tell her to kiss the head and then lick it, and when she does, more cum leaks out. It’s smeared across her lips, and the sight of it makes me push her back down on my length.
“So perfect,” I tell her as I lift her up and down on my cock. “Now look at me.” When she does, my body coils tight with the need to cum. “Are you sorry?”
She lets out a whimper that I’m not sure is a no. She moves up and down on her own now, and my cock swells.
“Do you want to swallow?” I ask, and she nods, not taking her mouth off my cock. “That’s a very, very good girl answer.” My grip on her hair tightens, and I pull her off abruptly.
“Wait, I thought—” She starts to go back down on my cock, but I shake my head.
“Stand up.” I’d love to cum in her mouth and let her drink me down, but she said she was in the shower earlier, and I need to see her cunt.
Her legs wobble a little as she gets up, and I reach for the front of her pants.
She doesn’t try and stop me as I push them down to her feet and instruct her to step out of them.
She’s wearing a pair of cotton panties, and I lick my lips as I hook a finger in the crotch and yank them to the side.
Her pussy is completely bare, and I can see how wet she is from sucking my dick.
“Now come here and straddle me,” I order, my voice deep and demanding. “I need to make sure you shaved everywhere.”
“While I’m in your lap?”
I grab her waist and lift her on me until my cock is at her entrance. “Be still.”
“I’m trying,” she gasps as I rub my creamy tip over her clit and then across her pussy lips.
“What about back here?” I ask as I slide my cock to her asshole and rub it against it.
“Kellan!” she squeals when I push against it.
“I said be still,” I order, and she immediately stops squirming. She’s looking at me with wide eyes, and I’m desperate to kiss her. “Since you were such a good girl, I’ll let you have a treat.” I drag the tip back to her clit, and she inhales sharply. “Stay just like this.”
She’s completely frozen as I rub my fat cock back and forth over her clit. Her eyelids become heavy, and she moans as I feel her desire running down my shaft. She’s so fucking horny that it would be easy to slip inside her virgin opening. She’s practically begging me to.
“Kellan,” she whines, her body climbing higher.
“You belong to me, Nova. Let me take what I want.”
When her orgasm hits, I can’t wait any longer. I bend down and press my lips to hers, licking inside her mouth as she screams out in pleasure. Her lips are swollen from sucking me off, and the reminder has me sliding my cock to her opening.
While she’s cumming, I push the fat head of my dick inside her and spurt my release into her body.
It’s a tight fit, so not a drop leaks out as I pump my cum into her virgin cunt.
Reaching between us, I squeeze my sac to make sure she gets it all.
I’ve already jerked off twice today, but it seems she’s giving me an endless supply.
She kisses me back with soft little mewls as she comes down from her orgasm. My hold on her is possessive, and I’m not ready to pull out of her heat. In fact, I want to keep going inside her.
“Mr. Eve?” Chef Carl calls out from the other side of the dining room door. “Would you like me to clear the plates?”
Nova jerks away from me and practically falls off my lap. She stumbles back as she grabs her pants and hurries to put them on.
“He won’t come in until I tell him to,” I assure her, but she doesn’t seem convinced. I tuck myself back into my pants, and by then, Nova is dressed and heading for the exit.
“It’s fine, I...um...need to go check on Aurora,” she says, not looking at me. “I’m sorry for being late to dinner.”
“Yes, you proved that beautifully,” I say to her, but her eyes won’t meet mine.
“Goodnight, sir,” she says quickly.
But before she can dart out of the room, I stand up and shove my hands in my pockets. Mostly it’s to keep from reaching for her, but for some reason I like seeing her a little frantic. It lets me know she’s as affected by this connection as I am.
“Don’t worry, Nova,” I say, and her eyes finally meet mine. “I’ll be up soon to tuck you in.”
With that, she darts from the room.