Chapter fifty-one Melody
Chapter fifty-one
Melody
Time is odd in my dream state. I can’t tell how long I’ve been snoozing before I notice heated touches flutter across me.
Fingers dance across the pulse in my neck, making it quicken as my head shifts on the pillow.
Opening my eyes feels impossible, but I can sense the large presence lingering over me.
Hips nudge between my thighs, spreading them easily as my legs drape on either side.
I hum in my sleep, the delicious beginning of my arousal sparking low and languidly.
Lips touch the base of my throat, soft and chaste as they trail upwards to my ear.
It’s achingly sweet how gentle my phantom is being with me, making sure he doesn’t rouse me too much.
“You’re dreaming of me again,” Kaden murmurs in my ear, his voice husky and deep.
The heat flares, burning brightly through my core as his hands slide up my sides, taking my nightie with him. The chilled air hits my pussy, and I realize that I’m not wearing any panties. Wait, I don’t remember dressing for bed…
He dips, kissing along my belly with hot touches of his lips as I release a small sound.
My eyes flutter, battling the exhaustion as I blink into the darkness of my room.
The figure looming over me is wide and recognizable as I spread my legs further for him.
Kaden trails upwards, shoving my silk dress aside until my breasts fall free of the loose cups.
A hot mouth closes around my left nipple, teasing it in a stroking motion that shoots straight to my throbbing clit. Electricity dances across my skin as my lust reaches a scalding temperature, and I curl my fingers into his hair tightly.
This is my favorite part. I can pull on his strands without so much as a complaint from him. It’s like the pain is dulled with the pleasure he gives me, eradicating any thought behind the patches I’ll yank from his scalp. He doesn’t care so long as I’m satisfied.
He lightly bites down, making slight pain zap me to my core as I moan.
He pops free, trailing kisses to my other breast before giving it the same attention.
He’s flush against my flesh, as if he can’t get close enough to me, as he flicks my hardened bud with his tongue.
It’s sweet torture as his hips grind into mine, his clothed cock sliding against my aching folds with every movement.
A hand closes around my throat, squeezing as my mouth falls open on a gasp.
I’ve been missing out on this for years, remaining silently content with whatever Dylan would give me.
But I never wanted gentle and kind. I wanted to be fucked and claimed with harsh hands and erotic proclamations.
I wanted someone who could take control while still allowing me to have a voice.
Kaden’s mouth trails to my ear, biting down on my lobe. “You’re going to take whatever I give you, and you’re going to thank me for it. Do you understand?”
I bite my lip, nodding as my thighs squeeze around his sides. I want friction, release, something.
He eases back onto his knees, unbuttoning his jeans as he pulls himself free. My breaths are panting from me in anticipation, my whole body burning under his touch.
His hips rock forward, his cock sliding against my soaked folds as I whimper. He grips my throat again, squeezing the air from my lungs as he coats himself in my arousal. It’s sticky, the sounds filling my room as his head nudges against my swollen clit.
“You’re being such a good girl for me,” he praises.
“Please,” I beg breathlessly as my hips rise off the bed to meet him. “I need—”
His grip tightens as he curls over me like a beast in the night. “I know what you need. You’re only getting a taste, little sister. I want you to fucking crave me the way I do you.”
I already do. My core aches to be filled by him. My whole body is coiled tightly at his command, teetering on the edge of release before we’ve even begun. It’s bliss and agony all wrapped up in one pretty package.
He slides his cock down, notching himself at my entrance, and I suck in a ragged breath.
Do it, my mind pleads desperately. Fuck me.
I take the first inch of him, my lips parting as I stretch to accommodate his girth. I haven’t been filled properly in years, and this is almost overwhelming in its intensity.
He rocks forward slowly, forcing me to take another two before he stops. His head rolls back against his shoulders as he sits still, basking in the feel of my cunt wrapped around him.
“So fucking tight,” he grits. “I’ve missed this pussy.”
“Move,” I whisper, my throat bobbing against his palm. “Please.”
He pinches my arteries, making specks dance across my vision. “What did I say?”
His tone dips to something dark and forbidden as he leans closer to me. “This is all you’re getting, pretty girl. Now, thank me for it.”
Tears of turmoil sting my eyes as my lips move without sound. I don’t want just this. I want him. “Thank you.”
His lips press to mine hungrily, stealing my emotion as if it’s absorbed right into him. His tongue sweeps over mine as his hips remain firm and unmoving. I’m on the brink of insanity at this point, my hands tugging at his hair as my body attempts to rock back and take more of him.
He presses his other hand to my thigh, holding me down and stopping my motions as he pulls back. “Don’t make me fucking tie you up to the bed. I’ll torture you all night if you don’t behave.”
“But—”
He squeezes my throat again, showing that he has all the control. “But nothing. You’re going to warm my cock while I enjoy this pretty cunt.”
My walls flutter, gripping him tighter as my eyes shut and my tears fall. A delusional sob is choked from me as Kaden leans over and slides his tongue up my cheek.
“Fuck, you know how much I love it when you cry for me, Melody.” He growls.
“I need more,” I whisper brokenly.
He chuckles, the sound humorless and taunting as it bounces between us. “Oh, yeah? Do you want to cum on my cock, baby?”
I swallow, nodding against the pillow. “Please, big brother.”
His lips slam against mine, his tongue plunging claimingly into my mouth as I gasp. His member pulses, thickening inside of me as he kisses me with wild abandon.
“You know what that does to me,” he snarls against my lips. “For that, I think you deserve a reward.”
His hand wedges between us, his thumb finding my clit as he makes small circles around the swollen flesh.
My lips part on a garbled sound that’s choked from me, and my whole body responds by tightening.
The coil deep inside of me pulses with every pass of his finger, my pussy milking him as wanton need claws at me.
He presses harder, knowing that soft touches do nothing for me.
He still remembers my body so well, working me like he’s owned me since the very beginning.
My vision blots as heat spreads too quickly for me to process.
I throw my head back, my orgasm gripping me tightly as the pressure releases, and I cum so hard that I can’t see anymore.
“That’s beautiful,” Kaden rasps loudly. “Cum all over me, pretty girl.”
I’m gripping him tightly, my hands pulling at his hair as my core convulses and spasms around him. I soak us, and he snarls before pulling out and pumping the base himself. Hot splashes land across my folds, dripping down to my ass and coating the bedding below us.
Kaden uses his thumb to smear his release across my clit in a primal display before bringing his digit to my lips and giving a harsh command. “Open.”
I close my lips around his finger, the heady taste of his release exploding across my senses as I suck it clean. I don’t waste a drop he offers, my tongue lavishing and coating him.
He presses his forehead to mine, sucking in a breath as he pushes me back down onto the pillow. “That’s my girl.”
I preen under his praise, my cheeks flushed. “Stay with me.”
There’s a beat of silence before he slides to my side and wraps his arm around my waist. He tugs me close, nestling my ass in his lap as he kisses behind my ear. My thighs are a mess, but I’m the most content I’ve felt in…years.
I’m so weak…
Because the man at my back still holds a place in my heart despite my healing. I’ve tried for so long to separate my past from my future because Kaden broke me once before. I didn’t think I’d ever recover.
But all of that worry doesn’t stop my heart from thundering in my chest. It’s beginning to beat for him again, and I don’t know what to do…