Chapter 6 Kiren #3
She cries out from the first stroke of my tongue. I grip her thighs, keeping her in place as I begin to devour her. I drag my tongue through her folds, then circle her clit, learning what makes her gasp, and what makes her hips buck against my mouth.
“Kiren!” she cries out, tangling her fingers in my hair. “Oh…my…God…”
The sound of my name on her lips, breathless and desperate, sends a surge of possessive satisfaction through me. I want to hear it again. I want to hear her scream it.
Pushing a thick finger inside her, I increase the pressure of my tongue and lips on her clit.
She's tight, her walls gripping my finger as I work it inside her.
I fuck her with my finger a few times before adding another one, stretching her, preparing her for what's to come.
I don't let up, fucking her hard and fast while sucking on her clit as she squirms beneath me.
“I’m going to…oh God…I’m…” she groans, her thighs beginning to tremble.
I don't slow down, fucking her relentlessly with my fingers as I continue sucking on her clit.
I feel her pussy flutter just before she explodes around my fingers, clamping her thighs around my face.
I fuck her through her orgasm until her body is shaking from the aftershock, until she's gasping my name like a prayer.
Pulling my fingers out, I drag my tongue through her pussy, savoring every drop of her sweetness. She tastes like honey and sin, and I could spend hours between her thighs, making her come again and again until she forgets every name but mine.
“That was…” she trails off as I stand between her legs, stroking my cock, watching her recover. Her chest heaves, her skin flushed and damp with exertion.
“Delicious,” I finish for her, my voice a low rumble.
Lifting her up, I twist around, sitting down on the edge of the bed, pulling her down on top of me.
She gasps in surprise as my cock stretches her pussy, filling her up in one motion.
The sensation of her tight heat enveloping me is almost enough to shatter my control.
Sucking her nipple into my mouth, I push my cock as deep as it will go.
I grip her ass and bounce her lightly until my balls smack against her pussy.
“Yes, beautiful, just like that,” I tell her, as she releases a throaty moan.
My tongue circles her nipple as she rocks back and forth on my cock, developing a rhythm that makes her pussy quiver.
She's a quick learner, finding the angle that makes her gasp, that makes her nails dig into my shoulders.
I bury my face in her neck, sucking on her supple skin as she rocks faster, leaving faint marks that will still be there tomorrow, reminders of this night.
I let her continue until I feel her pussy beginning to spasm, until I can sense her climbing toward another peak. Gripping her waist, I hold her in place as I thrust my cock into her fast and deep, taking control, driving her higher.
“Yes! Fuck me, Kiren…don't stop!” she cries out, chasing her release.
I can feel the tension gathering inside her, the way her breath quickens, and her thighs tremble against my hips.
The scent of her skin and the lingering taste of her in my mouth are driving me insane.
I fuck her mercilessly until her back arches and her nails dig into my back, marking me just as I marked her.
She shatters around me, her body trembling as her orgasm slams into her with devastating force.
Slamming my mouth onto hers, I swallow her moans, the sounds almost as intoxicating as the feel of her coming apart on my cock. It makes my cock throb painfully with need, my own release coiling tighter at the base of my spine.
Breaking the kiss, I lift her up and flip her onto her stomach in one fluid motion. Gripping her hips, I guide her onto her hands and knees, spreading her thighs wide. Her pussy is swollen, pink, and dripping with her arousal as I run my tongue through her folds.
She gasps as I push my tongue inside her, fucking her and savoring her taste one more time.
The intimacy of it, the surrender in the way she pushes back against my mouth, makes something dangerous bloom in my chest. Placing my palm between her shoulder blades, I push her down until she's on her elbows with her ass in the air, presenting herself to me completely.
Without warning, I pull my tongue free and slam my thick cock into her.
The sudden stretch makes her cry out, but I don't give her time to adjust. I drive into her with unwavering focus, my balls slamming against her with every thrust. This is raw, primal, both of us chasing something beyond physical release.
Curving my body over her, I reach around with my left hand and cup her breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers, and giving it a twist that makes her back arch into my chest. I hold her firmly with my right hand as I continue to brutally pound into her, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the room.
Her body is on fire as I tell her how good she feels on my cock and how I love how her pussy grips it, how she was made for me, how I'm never letting her go. She curls her fingers into the sheets, throwing her hips back to meet each thrust, taking everything I give her and demanding more.
Her body pulses around me as she spirals closer to the edge. I can feel her getting close, can sense the way her entire being is focused on that approaching crest.
“Now Rowan!” I demand. “Come for me.”
Her orgasm tears through her, her entire body convulsing with the force of it. “Yes! Kiren!” she screams, choking on my name.
“Blyat!” I swear in Russian as the muscles in my back tighten, and I explode inside her, my release ripping through me with an intensity that borders on pain. White-hot pleasure surges through every nerve ending as I empty myself inside her.
I continue thrusting until every drop of my hot come has been released, until I'm completely spent. Only then do I loosen my grip on her, gentling my hold as the last aftershocks ripple through both of us.
We collapse together onto the bed, our breathing harsh in the quiet room. I gather her against my chest, unwilling to let her go yet, needing to feel her warmth, her softness. She fits perfectly in my arms, her head tucked beneath my chin.
“That was…” she begins, her voice hoarse.
“Inevitable,” I finish softly, pressing a kiss to her sweat-dampened temple.
She laughs quietly, the sound vibrating through me. “I was going to say incredible, but inevitable works too.”
Silence returns, comfortable this time. She traces a slow line along my collarbone, thoughtful and unguarded. Nothing about her posture suggests reservation. Nothing suggests expectation either. She’s simply here, present in her body, in the moment.
I let my arm tighten around her, just enough to keep her close. I don’t comment on it. I don’t need to. The instinct sits low and solid in my chest, unfamiliar only in its immediacy.
She moves after a while, propping herself up on one elbow. “I should go,” she says, not apologetic or uncertain.
I nod. “I know.”
She studies my face for a heartbeat, then leans in and presses a brief kiss to my mouth. When she pulls back, there’s a softness in her eyes that wasn’t there before.
I watch her leave without stopping her.
Some things don’t announce themselves when they change. They simply take their place.