Kairus
I was fucking up. I knew the moment I stared into her teary eyes while her lips were wrapped around my dick, I was fucking up. When we were in the hotel room it was easier not to lose control since I couldn’t see the lust and neediness on her face and in her eyes. After watching how she pleasured herself in her room the night before, I knew I couldn’t keep playing it safe with her. It was easy for me to schedule her through Elite, but I was done with that. The next time I fucked her, I wanted her to know it was me and not think of anyone else from now on. I shouldn’t be, but I was jealous of “Beast” because he was who she knew to bring her pleasure.
Then I did it in my music room. The room I had deemed my sanctuary. The idea for her to suck me off came out of nowhere and as soon as the words slipped from my mouth it was all I could picture. I had fucked her mouth a couple of times, but this was the first time I got to see her face fully while she did her thing. Playing the song and having her suck me off was something I could get used to. My mind was blank and at ease. When I felt the music vibrating my nerves and her warm sweet mouth around me I was serene.
When she pulled back, her swollen lips were covered in slobber and my cum. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes full of unshed tears. She looked completely wrecked and that caused a blast of energy to surge through my veins, shooting straight into my chest, making my heart pulsate in an erratic rhythm. Azeira didn’t know I got off on control. So even though she was doing a fine job sucking me, I wasn’t gonna cum until I took over her mouth and made it my own. A couple of times I almost messed up on the song I was playing and that never happened.
Still, she wasn’t able to make me cum and now I was free to do what I wanted to her body. The thought made my blood heat in a delicious way. It also made me yearn for her more than I ever had before.
When we left my music room, we went our separate ways, her to her bedroom and me to mine. I was currently in my shower, head lowered, hand pressed against the wall while the water cascaded down my back. My hand not on the wall was wrapped around my painfully hard dick. I’d just cum but I was still horny and burning with need.
“Fuck,” I grunted, squeezing my tip.
I closed my eyes and the vision of a few minutes ago popped in my head. The tears built on her lashes, the softness in her stare, the warmness of her mouth. I pushed a heavy breath through my nose and gritted my teeth.
For months she had been the only woman I’d been inside, the only woman I craved. I had been fighting the urge to touch her and make her dirty for me. Now that I’d experienced her in the light, I needed more.
Lifting my head, I turned the water off. Heat hazed over my vision and filed through my chest, caressing my heart. The dark desire I built up for her pounded into me, pushing my hunger.
Stepping out the shower, I grabbed my towel, barely drying off before hurrying out of my bathroom and bedroom. I didn’t put clothes on, instead heading straight to her bedroom. Not bothering to knock I pushed her door open and stepped in the room, closing the door behind me. My eyes went around the room, stopping on the rose for a second. It held a slight droop and a couple of its petals were on the table it rested on, but it still looked healthy enough.
The sound of the shower from the open door filled my ears. I turned to face the bathroom and walked in that direction. I watched her silhouette behind the shower curtain. Tracing the outline of her body with my eyes caused my dick to harden further, leading the way as I headed toward her. I snatched the shower curtain open, causing her to whip her head in my direction. She covered her body and gasped with wide eyes.
My tongue dragged across my bottom lip as I took her in. Curiosity bounced around her orbs. I tugged on my bottom lip with my teeth. My eyes narrowed.
“,” she called out in an airy tone.
Stepping into the shower, I crowded her, causing her to stumble back and nearly fall but I quickly grabbed her, yanking her into me.
“Why you hiding from me?” I questioned in a hum. Holding onto her waist, I lowered my face and dragged my nose along her jawline, moving down to her neck. I bit her skin and her knees buckled.
“I’m tired of fighting it,” I growled, sinking my fingers into her hips.
“Fighting what?” she strained to get out in a whimper.
“The urge to bury myself deep in your tunnel and fill it with my cum.” She moaned and her head flopped to the side, giving me more access to her neck.
“We shouldn’t,” she protested weakly.
Pulling up, I peered down at her and pressed my body into her. “We should.”
I released her and bent my knees, picking her up, causing her legs to wrap around me. Her pussy hovered over my dick.
“But, you’re not a good guy,” she complained with low, sultry eyes. Her breathing was heavier now. “You kidnapped me, threatened and harmed my dad, kept me captive.” I grinned as she listed off my offenses. Moving my face in, I nipped her jaw with my teeth.
“Mhm, you’re right. I’m the guy your father fears most right now.” I moved her so her wet walls rubbed against my dick, not entering her just yet. Her breathing stuttered as her eyes dilated and darkened.
“And you kill people.”
“I do.” Moving my face down, I sucked on her flesh, wanting everyone to witness this moment.
“You’re a monster.” Her moans grew louder when I sank my teeth into her neck. I reached behind her and found the nozzle to turn the shower off. I flickered my tongue across her neck and grabbed my dick, lining it up with her entrance again.
Her mouth parted as I pulled her down on me. “I am a monster. Most people see me as the bogeyman, haunting their dreams and stealing lives. Do I haunt your dreams, hmm, Beauty?” An odd sound left her mouth as I filled her. Her hands went to my shoulders and she sank her nails into my skin, causing my jaw to clench.
“That’s right, make me bleed,” I huffed, pushing her down. Her walls swallowed my dick. Her eyes fluttered and rolled to the back of her head. I wasted no time leaving the shower and making my way to her bedroom. Laying her on the bed, I stood and placed her legs on my shoulders, pumping in and out of her.
“Fuck, you feel even better than last time,” I muttered.
I dropped my eyes to her freely bouncing breasts. Beads of water dripped down her body. The possession amplified in me seeing my teeth marks still on the bottom of her right breast.
Reaching down I slapped my hand across her breast, making her cry out. I pinched her nipple and twisted, fucking her harder. She moaned and her pussy tightened around me.
“The things I want to do to this body.” I tugged her nipple, making her wince and grow wetter.
“I wonder how you would look with piercings of my initials through these sweet gumdrops.” Releasing her nipple, I slapped her breast again. It reddened instantly with my handprint. “Or maybe I’ll carve my name into your stomach so whenever you look in the mirror you have a reminder who you belong to.” Her lips parted and she stared at me through heavy lids. A crude grin curved my mouth. The thought made my blood rush and swirl around my head. My nostrils flared and an animalistic growl filled my chest.
Leaning in so her knees were close to her breasts, I dragged my tongue across her hardened buds. “You would like that, huh? My name cut into you, you bleeding for me and me licking it up.” It felt like I had taken a hit of the purest cocaine as my body floated on a high I never felt before. Never had I wanted to claim someone as much as I did Azeira.
I sucked her nipple and sank my teeth into it. I allowed her legs to fall to my sides. My hand slid between the valley of her breasts and went to her neck. I pierced her skin with my teeth and she arched into my bite, crying out a loud moan. Her body trembled as my tongue collected the blood from the broken skin.
“Beast,” she moaned and that angered me. She didn’t know he was me, yet she called out his name as I fucked her. My strokes sped up, becoming more punishing. I squeezed her neck and bit harder into her areola.
“Oh!” she whimpered, grabbing my shoulders and clinging to me tightly. Her pussy gripped me tighter and her body quivered.
I lifted my eyes, watching the passion and euphoria pass over her face as she came. I slowed my strokes, teasing her clit with my pelvis as it brushed across it.
“Choke me,” she struggled out. “Tighter.”
My eyes flashed and I pressed my lips together tightly. Dragging my tongue over her breast, I circled the wound I just caused and moved to her other breast. I tightened my hold on her slender neck, envisioning my belt around her neck again, pulling her to the brink of unconsciousness.
I got so lost in my head that I didn’t realize how hard I was choking her until I was cumming. Lifting, I watched her eyes close and her body ease. As soon as I relieved the pressure on her neck she was cumming again. Her body shook violently under me.
I ran a hand down the front of her sweaty chest and played over her breasts. She winced when I brushed the part I had bitten before sighing softly. I now knew I could never go back into the shadows when it came to her. From now on she would only know me when I was inside her.